Ling Jiang folded the new clothes carefully and put them on the top shelf of the closet. Then he went outside to fetch half a bucket of water and started cleaning the house.

After a while, Li Li came back and stood at the door, watching him busy in the room, with no intention of helping.

"Where have you been these days?"

"I went to Wushi with Chuanzi."

After hearing this, Li Li frowned, "You follow Chuanzi around every day, and you don't do your own business? If you don't make money, your whole family will starve to death."

Ling Jiang took the dusty rag into the bucket to wash it, and replied: "It's cold now, business is not good, and I can't make much money running around outside all day. I plan to help Chuanzi for two months, and then continue my own small business in the spring of next year."

Li Li immediately asked, "How much does Chuanzi pay you per month?"

"50."

Li Li curled her lips and said, "Only 50, are you sending away a beggar?"

After hearing this, Ling Jiang put down his work and turned to look at the other party. "It's so cold, small accessories can't be sold at all. Chuanzi is willing to give me a job that can make money. Let alone 50, I will do it even if it's 20 or 30."

"I've heard from the Zhou family that Chuanzi can make one or two hundred yuan a day by selling gloves, hats, scarves, etc. You are his brother after all, so he only gives you this little."

"It's Chuanzi's own business if he makes money. He earned it by taking risks and relying on hard work. He doesn't owe you anything, and he doesn't owe me anything. If you have time to talk sour here, you might as well find something to do to earn a living, and stop thinking about the money in other people's pockets all day long."

With Li Li's hot temper, how could she tolerate hearing such words?

"Mr. Ling, what do you mean? You don't even want to take care of your wife and son now, right? I tell you, even if I divorce you, Jiale is still your son, and you have to support us all your life!"

Ling Jiang lowered his head and exhaled the anger in his chest, "Li Li, you don't have to rush to argue with me. Wait until I clean up the house and then we can talk slowly."

"Okay, let's talk, now!"

"Where's Jiale? I don't want Jiale to hear our conversation. He's still young, and there are some things he'd better not know now."

Li Li sneered, "Why, are you scared? Are you afraid that your son will refuse to recognize you in the future if he knows your true face of Ling Jiang, who is heartless and disloyal?"

Ling Jiang ignored Li Li's sarcasm, put down the rag, walked out of the house and shouted twice, but heard no response. He guessed that Ling Jiale might be playing outside, so he turned around and returned to the house.

"Li Li, we have been married for seven years. In these seven years, I, Ling Jiang, have never done anything to let you down or to this family, right?"

Li Li frowned all of a sudden, "Why are you talking about this?"

Ling Jiang took out his pipe from his pocket, pinched a pinch of tobacco and put it into the pipe, lit it with a lighter, took a long puff, and then continued to speak.

"I agree to the divorce."

Li Li was stunned for a moment, then her eyes lit up, "So, you agree to give the house to Jiale and me?"

Ling Jiang took a leisurely puff of cigarette, and through the smoke he half-closed his eyes as he looked at the woman with whom he had slept in the same bed for seven years.

"Li Li, I know you felt wronged for marrying me. I'm poor and I don't have much ability, so I made you suffer with me for so many years. I don't mind what you did, but don't even think about the house."

Hearing this, Li Li immediately became furious.

"Mr. Ling, I'm telling you, I'm going to buy the house! Jiale is your son, and you're his father. It's only natural for a father to raise his son and find him a wife in the future! If you dare not give Jiale the house, I'll sue you!"

Seeing Li Li putting the green hat on herself so confidently, Ling Jiang also became angry.

"Go ahead and file a lawsuit if you want. I want to see how the law judges the illegitimate child born from an unfaithful wife!"

After hearing this, Li Li's face suddenly changed, "You, what do you mean?"

Ling Jiang stared at her with a cold face, "Speak with your conscience, is Jia Le my, Ling Jiang's, biological son!?"

Li Liru was struck by lightning, and her already pale face became even uglier, with panic in her eyes.

"You, what right do you have to say that Jiale is not your son? You are slandering me!"

As if inspired, Li Li suddenly sat down on the ground and howled in grief and anger.

"Ling, you are completely devoid of conscience. In order to get rid of my mother and me, you actually slandered and tarnished my innocence and reputation. You want to force me to death. I don't want to live anymore. I'd rather just hit my head against the door and die..."

Li Li naively thought that as long as she cried, made a fuss, and even threatened to commit suicide, she could get away with it.

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But Ling Jiang held the paternity test report in his hand, and Li Li's crying was just a clown's behavior in his eyes.

"Go ahead and make a scene. Let everyone come and laugh at me, Ling Jiang, and see how I have been cuckolded for five years and raised someone else's son. As long as you are not afraid that Jia Le will be pointed at and called a bastard in the future."

The crying stopped abruptly.

Sure enough, Ling Jiale is Li Li's lifeline.

Although Li Li didn't dare to make a scene anymore, she was still unwilling to accept it. "Who the hell is gossiping in front of you, Mr. Ling? Would you rather believe the fabrications of outsiders than me? I have worked hard at home for so many years to give birth to your children and take care of the housework, but in the end I get such a dirty name. Do you have a conscience?"

Hearing this, Ling Jiang also got angry. "Over the years, when it comes to food, clothing and daily necessities, have you ever been partial to Jiale and treated Chunhua harshly? I work so hard to earn money, not to help others raise their sons! You raised my own daughter to death, but raised someone else's son to be fat and white. How dare you talk to me about your conscience!"

Although Ling Jiang is usually honest and simple, he is a grown man after all, and can be quite scary when he gets really angry.

After being yelled at by him, Li Li's momentum suddenly weakened by five points.

"You, what evidence do you have to say that Jiale is not your biological son? You are the only man in my life. If Jiale is not your son, then whose son could it be?"

“You have to ask yourself this!”

Ling Jiang took out the paternity test report that he had been carrying with him and threw it in the other person's face. "This is the paternity test that Chuanzi asked someone to do for Jiale and me in the provincial capital. Take a good look at it!"

Li Li picked up the paternity test report on the ground, looked at it for a while, and then tore it into pieces.

"I can't understand it. I don't know what it says."

Seeing that Li Li was still acting crazy and stupid at this time, Ling Jiang felt indescribable disappointment and heartbreak.

(End of this chapter)