Chapter 134 So he's actually working as a live-in son-in-law?
As soon as Peng Xiufang finished speaking, the scene fell silent.
The scorching sun hung overhead, but she felt as if she were in an ice cellar, trembling all over.
Zhao Chunrong cursed inwardly. Yan Zhendong had only told her that Peng Xiufang wanted a divorce, but hadn't said why.
If he had told her about this earlier, she wouldn't have lost so much face.
"You...you just say whatever you want? Who knows if you're lying!"
Peng Xiufang sneered, "Do you want me to take you to the city to meet Yan Zhendong's mistress? She's been married to your son for so many years and gave birth to a daughter who doesn't even have the surname Yan. Isn't Yan Zhendong just marrying into the family?"
Granny Zhang's eyes flickered slightly, a hint of schadenfreude flashing in them.
“We all thought Zhendong was doing great things in the city, but it turns out he’s just a live-in son-in-law. No wonder he doesn’t come home; he’s completely disgraced the Yan family.”
Zhao Chunrong spat fiercely, spraying saliva all over her face.
"What nonsense are you spouting? My son never became a live-in son-in-law! Peng Xiufang, how dare you talk such nonsense and ruin my son's reputation! I'll tear your mouth apart!"
As he spoke, Zhao Chunrong tried to fight Peng Xiufang.
Yan Weimin grabbed his arm and pulled him aside forcefully, saying, "Alright, aren't you embarrassed enough already!"
His face turned ashen. Luckily, Yan Zhendong wasn't there, or he would have broken his legs!
"go back!"
Having said that, he pulled the person away before Zhao Chunrong could say a word.
Yan Zhendong is a scoundrel, so even if Peng Xiufang really wants a divorce, it's none of their business.
Anyway, his eldest son will take care of him in his old age, and since his younger son rarely comes home, he can be considered as if he died away from home.
As soon as they left, the other villagers gathered around Peng Xiufang and started asking her questions one after another.
"Xiufang, are you telling the truth?"
"Zhendong really became a live-in son-in-law. Is his mistress's family very wealthy?"
"You're so stupid. If you get a divorce now, wouldn't that just make room for the other one?"
"Yes, if it were me, I definitely wouldn't get a divorce!"
Peng Xiufang's mind was in a mess right now, and she didn't want to talk to them anymore.
She gave a few perfunctory replies and went home alone.
As soon as she left, Yan Sui was surrounded by people.
"Yan Sui, so you took Peng Xiufang to the city to see your Uncle Zhendong today?"
Yan Sui nodded, making no attempt to hide anything.
“My aunt wants a divorce and asked me for help. She’s one of my people, so I can’t just sit idly by.”
The villagers' expressions were somewhat complicated.
You're just an unmarried young girl, what right do you have to meddle in other people's divorces?
"Since you're going to get involved, you should give your aunt some advice. It's so embarrassing to be divorced at her age," Granny Zhang said, shaking her head.
Yan Sui rolled her eyes at her, "It's not shameful for you to be a widow at such a young age. My Uncle Zhendong is still alive, so what's shameful about it?"
Granny Zhang was so angry that she fell backward, clutching her chest and panting heavily.
"you!"
Yan Sui waved her hand, "Don't ask me anything. Go to the city and find Uncle Zhendong. He'll know more about it."
Grandma Zhao blinked. "We don't know where Yan Zhendong lives either."
Yan Sui smiled, thinking that Old Lady Zhao was indeed her capable assistant.
She gave Yan Zhendong's address and then slipped away.
Although Yan Sui had some scheming, she didn't expect her fellow villagers to actually go to the city to find Yan Zhendong.
She never expected that Granny Zhang would actually lead a group of people to block the door.
They even staked out the entrance of the residential area, and when they saw Yan Zhendong and Feng Mei appear hand in hand, they swarmed over to them.
They both glared at him and Feng Mei with condemning eyes.
Despite Peng Xiufang telling them that Feng Mei had also been deceived by Yan Zhendong, it did not lessen their dislike for Feng Mei.
"Zhendong, is she your mistress in the city?" Granny Zhang's gaze was sharp as a knife, fiercely scraping Feng Mei's face.
Feng Mei was the only child in her family, born with a silver spoon in her mouth, and had always lived a respectable life. She had never experienced such an embarrassing situation before.
She bit her lip hard and hid behind Yan Zhendong.
"Get them out of here!"
Granny Zhang snorted. Zhao Chunrong always boasted to her about how successful her grandson was.
Now look what's happened, her youngest son has become a live-in son-in-law, how embarrassing!
"Why are you trying to send us away? Zhendong, your mistress is so inconsiderate. We're all from the same village, and she doesn't even know to invite us home for a cup of tea."
She kept calling her "little wife," which almost made Feng Mei lose face.
Feng Mei, unable to bear it any longer, snapped, "Watch your mouth!"
Granny Zhang exclaimed, "Why are you so angry? Aren't you a concubine? Yan Zhendong has been married for a long time; everyone in Changqing Village knows that. His wife is named Peng Xiufang, and she's still in the countryside taking care of her mother-in-law. She entered the family before you, so aren't you a concubine?"
Feng Mei was so provoked that she almost fainted and her body swayed precariously.
Yan Zhendong quickly helped her up, and as more and more people gathered around, and some even took out their phones, his face turned even more ashen.
"Aunt Zhang, who gave you the right to come here and spout nonsense? Was it Peng Xiufang?"
Granny Zhang laughed smugly, her wrinkles deepening, looking every bit the smug little devil.
"No one ordered me to do this. I just couldn't stand Chen Shimei, so I came to uphold justice. What do you all think, is that right?"
"That's exactly right, Yan Zhendong, you have no conscience!"
"He abandons his wife and mother in the countryside to live a good life in the city, I spit on him!"
"Everyone, come and see! One makes his wife work like a slave in the countryside while he marries a mistress in the city, and the other breaks up someone else's family. They're utterly heartless!"
Feng Mei covered her face in embarrassment, "I didn't! When I married Zhendong, I had no idea he had a wife in the countryside. I was deceived!"
Granny Zhang laughed sarcastically, "Since you've been deceived, then divorce him now! You're the one who came later; there's no reason for you to let him kick out his first wife and take her place, is there?"
Yan Zhendong roared, "This is my family's business, it's none of your concern!"
His words only fueled everyone's anger.
The villagers, led by Granny Zhang, condemned him.
Finally, Feng Mei couldn't take it anymore and ran away, covering her face.
Yan Zhendong ignored Granny Zhang and the others and hurriedly chased after them.
He left, but Granny Zhang didn't rush to leave.
With so many people in this neighborhood, she certainly couldn't waste such a good opportunity.
After they had thoroughly publicized the matter of Yan Zhendong and Feng Mei, they leisurely returned to Changqing Village.
At the same time, Zhao Chunrong also received a call from Yan Zhendong.
Yan Zhendong, having shed his facade of a caring son, couldn't help but hurl insults at her.
"I told you to talk to Peng Xiufang, what exactly did you say in the village! You won't be satisfied until you've ruined me, will you!"
Zhao Chunrong still felt wronged and complained, "How dare you say that? You only told me that Peng Xiufang wanted a divorce and asked you for 300,000 yuan, but why didn't you mention that you were a live-in son-in-law in the city! Your father thinks you're a disgrace and wants to cut ties with you!"
Upon hearing this, Yan Zhendong was furious.
Anger filled his chest, making it ache.
For him, nothing in Changqing Village was as important as the Feng family.
What does it matter if he marries into the family? As long as his father-in-law dies, everything in the Feng family will be his!
"I don't care what he wants to do. I just ask that you all stop causing me trouble!"
Before he could finish speaking, the phone call ended.
Zhao Chunrong was very unhappy, and when she caught Peng Xiufang coming into the room, she couldn't help but scold her.
This time, Peng Xiufang refused to be bullied and stared at her coldly.
"Once Yan Zhendong and I are divorced, this house will be mine, and you won't be able to live here anymore!"
Zhao Chunrong glared at her, saying, "That makes no sense."
“This is a house built by my son, why can’t I live here! Where else can I live if I don’t live here?”
Peng Xiufang: "You can live wherever you want. You also have a daughter-in-law in the city who can live there."
Zhao Chunrong's pent-up anger vanished instantly upon hearing her words.
Her eyes were bright and clear. Could she still live in a big house in the city?
So, it's not so bad for Yan Zhendong to be a live-in son-in-law.
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