Wan Sheng snorted coldly, looking at the two of them, growing angrier the more he looked. "Don't worry, your dad will definitely go to jail, no questions asked."
The two men became even more agitated upon hearing this. "Third Grandfather, do you have any other ideas? You're my father's uncle, you can't just watch him go to jail like this. The whole village is watching our family now, it's already embarrassing enough, we can't let it get any more embarrassing."
You know what, birds of a feather flock together. Look at how they talk—they're exactly the same. And their scheming is exactly the same too.
Wan Sheng might have cared about these things before, but now he doesn't care at all. To put it another way, he used to be the center of attention, but now that he's in trouble, all those people are gone.
Those people were also fired and sent to other companies to do low-level jobs, which were completely useless, maybe as security guards or logistics staff.
As for him... he's currently dismissed, and it's unknown whether there will be any other punishments later.
Thinking of this, Wan Sheng became furious.
He lost his pension and his honors, and the villagers laughed at him. Why should he care about others anymore?
"That's your family's business, what does it have to do with me? I'm already being lenient by not coming after you."
After saying that, Wan Sheng went home. In the past, many people flattered him, so he became arrogant and treated his wife and daughter badly. He always felt that once a daughter is married, she is like water spilled out and has nothing to do with him. He even complained that his wife had not given him a son, leaving him without an heir.
Now that he's become like this, when he goes home, his wife is sarcastic and doesn't cook for him anymore, saying he deserves it.
Some people seem very cultured, as if they should know about values and morality, but in reality, they're still living in ancient times. They always think that having a son is the only way to succeed, and that having a son means inheriting a throne. In reality, they have nothing!
The brother and sister watched his departing figure, helpless. Just then, a car appeared at the village entrance.
Wan Han spotted Mo Yan getting out of the car immediately.
Wan Han grabbed Wan Si and ran, shouting, "Run! Mom's back!"
They must get home as quickly as possible. You absolutely cannot be discovered. Your sister must be lying in a hospital bed, barely alive.
In fact, Mo Yan had already seen them, and saw them running away as soon as they took off.
Mo Yan raised an eyebrow. "Heh, quite interesting."
She slowly walked into the village, not caring about the two people who had run away.
When the villagers saw Mo Yan, they quickly gathered around to gossip. "Mo Yan, what were you thinking? We heard you sued Wan Lin from your family?"
"You're mistaken. It's not our family. I'm already divorced from him." Mo Yan looked at them calmly, a smile on her lips, not afraid of their questions at all.
They were extremely surprised and couldn't believe what they had heard.
Mo Yan used to be very hardworking; she was truly a capable person both at home and outside, which was quite pitiful.
Whenever you pass by their house, you can hear Mo Yan being beaten and Wan Lin cursing.
Everyone says that Mo Yan must be blind to have fallen for Wan Lin, and no one knows what she sees in him.
"Seriously? What are you thinking? Besides, does Wanlin even agree to this?"
Mo Yan carried her suitcase and headed home, with the two men following behind.
"Whether he agrees or not is irrelevant. I called the police, and a lawyer handled it for me. People who frequently assault others can directly file for divorce without needing anyone else's consent."
We live in a society governed by the rule of law; we can use the law to protect our interests.
The two stared wide-eyed. Was this still the same Mo Yan who was bullied by Wan Lin and didn't dare to say a word?
"Are you really going to sue Wan Lin? Aren't you afraid of what people will say about you? You know there's already a lot of gossip going around in the village."
You've been married for so many years. People say that even a day as husband and wife brings a hundred days of kindness. How can you disregard this relationship?
"That's right. It's better to tear down ten temples than to break up one marriage. We're both this age, how can we get a divorce?"
To put it simply, most of the women in the village felt very sorry for Mo Yan, but at the same time, because of Mo Yan, they all felt that they were doing alright, while the worst-off ones were being compared to her.
If Mo Yan really gets divorced, wouldn't they be the worst off? This makes them feel quite uneasy.
Sometimes, while we may sympathize, nobody wants to be the one who suffers the most.
"I live my own life, I don't care what others think, I just want to live more comfortably in the future, I don't want to keep being beaten."
If you live your life according to other people's opinions, you'll never have a good life.
“Mo Yan…”
Before they could say anything more, Mo Yan looked at them and said, "Excuse me, I have something to do, so I'll be leaving now."
Seeing Mo Yan's expression, they didn't say anything more.
When Mo Yan returned home, she heard Wan Han crying.
"My dear sister, you're in such a state, what are we going to do?"
Mo Yan's lips twitched. This is a college student, how can he act so exaggeratedly?
Mo Yan walked in and looked at them. "What's wrong?"
"Mom, Dad's leg is crippled from being beaten."
Mo Yan recalled how they had limped along earlier. Yes, it was true that they had some leg problems, but could they run while limping?
"Oh, so now you know what kind of person your dad is, right? Now you know how much I've suffered, right? Do you still think I was wrong to call the police?"
Mo Yan was eager to know what they would say.
"Mom, you can't say that. Dad definitely has a problem, but if you call the police and really sue him, what will we do? Look at the state of my sister!"
As Wan Han spoke, he pointed to Wan Si on the bed. Wan Si immediately understood and started groaning.
"Mom, it hurts so much, it really hurts so much."
"Your dad hit you, why are you groaning to me?" Mo Yan looked at her coldly. "Heh, your face is quite red, looks like you're doing pretty well. Is there something wrong with your foot? Let me see."
Wan Si pointed to her leg, and Mo Yan reached out and pressed down hard. Wan Si immediately turned away, looking at Mo Yan with a dark face, "Mom, what do you mean by this?"
Mo Yan pointed to her leg, "I think it's fine. Didn't they say she was lame?"
Wan Si blushed, embarrassed by being exposed.
"I……"
"Alright, you don't need to say anything more."
Mo Yan found a seat and sat down, a cold smile on her lips. "So tell me, what are we going to do now?"
The two of them realized that this was promising.
"Mom, this is what we're thinking: you should withdraw the lawsuit and let Dad come back. You can't sue him."
At this point, they looked at Mo Yan with great sadness, their eyes filled with tears. Only in this way could they make their mother feel sorry for them.
"Mom, my sister and I are at the most important time of our studies right now. It's very important. Dad can't get into trouble, because it will affect our future."
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