Chen Xiaohe placed his hand on Zhang Wanru's hand.
Their hands touched, and Zhang Wanru felt a jolt of electricity coursing through her body. Was this the feeling of love? She leaned her entire body against Chen Xiaohe's back, tightening her grip on his arm.
Chen Xiaohe was having difficulty breathing because she was choking him, so he pried her hands off.
He sighed and said earnestly:
“Wanru, we can’t do this. After all, you’re still a married woman, and your children don’t even know I exist, especially your son. I think we can only be together if your husband agrees to a divorce and your son is willing to accept me.”
Upon hearing this, Zhang Wanru immediately became anxious and blurted out, "But divorce takes time. We've already missed so many years; we can't waste any more time."
"Besides, why should I need my son's consent to be with whomever I want? If it's going to rain, or if a mother wants to remarry, of course I should follow my own wishes!"
Chen Xiaohe sighed again, and said with a troubled expression:
"That being said, we must adhere to principles in our actions and not violate ethical norms."
Zhang Wanru's eyes reddened with anxiety, and she pleaded:
"Xiao He, I know you're a principled and good person, but can't you make an exception for me just this once?"
She continued to sob, “You have no idea how much I’ve suffered over the past twenty-odd years. The man I married, Lin Haoran, was worse than an animal. He treated me like a breeding machine, having one child after another until he had a son.”
"After I gave birth to my son, his health deteriorated, leaving me to live like a widow for over a decade. What woman could endure that? Waaah..."
As soon as Zhang Wanru finished speaking, Chen Xiaohe touched his nose uncertainly. He felt that this matter couldn't be entirely blamed on Lin Haoran. As people get older, it's inevitable that they won't be able to keep up. These things are just human nature...
He bit his lip and insisted, "Wanru, I know you've had a hard time, but please don't force me to be a heartless person."
Zhang Wanru asked with a pained expression, "Don't you have any feelings for me at all?"
"Of course I like you too," Chen Xiaohe replied decisively.
"I also want to get back together with you, but that can only be considered after you are single."
Zhang Wanru immediately said, "Don't worry, I'll go to Lin Haoran to get a divorce tomorrow. Are you willing to wait for me?"
Upon hearing this, Chen Xiaohe hugged Zhang Wanru and replied, "I'll wait for you!"
He then added, "When you get divorced, you must be careful to protect your assets and not let anyone take advantage of you. After all, my assets and your assets will both be our assets in the future."
Zhang Wanru nodded, thinking to herself that she was prepared, and that not only Lin Haoran, but even the court could not find out about her overseas investments.
Moreover, the thought that Chen Xiaohe was so rich and that it would all become her property made her feel happy.
Chen Xiaohe is indeed a man of principle. After having dinner with Zhang Wanru, he really did send her back to the hotel unharmed.
As soon as Zhang Wanru arrived at the hotel, she hurriedly called her lawyer:
"Hey, how's the divorce agreement between Lin Haoran and me coming along?"
"It's almost done. I can send it to you tomorrow morning," the lawyer replied.
Zhang Wanru, still uneasy, continued to ask, "What if Lin Haoran doesn't agree to divorce me?"
"Then there's nothing you can do. You'll have to separate from him for two years first, and then file for divorce in court. Once the court confirms that your relationship has indeed broken down, it will grant the divorce."
"Two years? That's so long!" Zhang Wanru couldn't wait to move into Chen Xiaohe's villa tomorrow, so she quickly asked, "Isn't there a faster way?"
“There are some special circumstances that may allow for a quick defection, such as severe domestic violence.”
"What? I want a divorce, and I still have to let him beat me up?" Zhang Wanru said angrily.
“Ms. Zhang, it’s not like that. It doesn’t necessarily involve physical abuse. It’s not that easy to get a divorce based on domestic violence,” the lawyer said calmly. “So, if you’re in a hurry, it’s best to persuade your partner to agree to a divorce by mutual consent.”
"Alright, alright, remember to send the divorce agreement over tomorrow morning."
"Okay, don't worry, Ms. Zhang."
After the two hung up the phone, Zhang Wanru couldn't help but sigh to herself, "It's so easy to get married, but so hard to get divorced. And Lin Haoran is such a piece of dog shit, so hard to get rid of!"
It's all Lin Haoran's fault; he ruined her second spring.
Perhaps Zhang Wanru was cursing too filthy in her heart, because Lin Haoran, lying on the hard bed in the detention center, couldn't help but sneeze.
Just then, Long Aotian was about to fall asleep when he was disturbed by Lin Haoran's sneezing.
If it were any other cellmate, Long Aotian would have just turned over and continued sleeping, but since the person making the noise was Lin Haoran, it was a different story.
"Lin Haoran, you fucking did this on purpose, didn't you?"
With that, Long Aotian got up, went to Lin Haoran's bedside, and slapped him twice across the face: "I'll teach you to make a sound, I'll teach you to make a sound..."
Lin Haoran skillfully pleaded, apologized, and admitted his mistakes.
I only wish for the dawn to arrive soon.
......
The next morning, Lin Haoran received a bowl of porridge.
He felt this was a good start to the day, at least he wasn't hungry.
Sure enough, an hour later, a prison guard came and called him out.
"Lin Haoran, come out, someone has come to see you."
He was overjoyed. Whoever came to see him was a source of hope and a possibility that could greatly improve his situation in prison.
His first choice was Lin Wan, after all, she was capable. His second choice was Zhang Wanru, although she was a bit stupid, she was rich.
Having been tortured to the point of near death for several days, Lin Haoran looked extremely disheveled.
He followed the prison guard out of the cell. Remembering Long Aotian's warning, he dared not complain, but hoped that the prison guard would take the initiative to discover the abnormality in his body.
To be honest, he was covered in bruises, and anyone who wasn't severely nearsighted could tell he'd been beaten.
However, the prison guard kept his eyes straight ahead the whole way, not even glancing at him, as if he was determined not to ask any questions unless Lin Haoran spoke first.
The prison guard was mainly restrained by the uniform he was wearing; otherwise, based on the information he had gathered online, he would have loved to personally teach Lin Haoran a lesson.
Now that someone is acting on behalf of Heaven, turning a blind eye shouldn't be too much to ask, right?
Lin Haoran followed for a few minutes and arrived at a small house.
The door opened, and the prison guard said coldly, "Go in, your wife is waiting for you."
When Lin Haoran heard that the person who came was Zhang Wanru, he was pleasantly surprised. He thought to himself that this shrew had some sense of the bigger picture and knew when to make a good impression.
As long as she's willing to spend money and effort to make his life easier in prison, he can wipe the slate clean of all past grievances.
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