Zhou Bu hadn't recovered from his mother's outburst, and seeing that she was really gone made him furious, so he could only go out and buy some food.
That night, the scumbag Zhou Wei didn't come back. When the old lady returned and found that Mo Yan was not there, she threw a tantrum and started complaining to Zhou Bu.
"Look at your mother! She doesn't do any housework all day, and she doesn't even go to work. She doesn't even cook dinner for us anymore. Is she trying to fly to the moon?"
Just as the old lady was saying this, Mo Yan returned. Seeing that the old lady didn't seem to care at all, she was about to go back to her room.
"Stop right there, Mo Yan. I'm asking you, why didn't you make dinner? Don't you know that your son and I come back to eat?"
Do you even see me as your mother-in-law anymore?
Mo Yan stopped, turned around and glanced at the old lady indifferently, "Oh, really, that's all. Your son and I are getting a divorce. From now on, you and your grandson will have to take care of yourselves. I'm not going to serve you anymore."
Mo Yan also bought a lot of things, cosmetics and clothes, and now she's brought them all back.
The scumbag boyfriend kept receiving text messages, and when he saw the amounts, he was so angry he almost vomited blood.
Has that Mo Yan gone mad? How could she spend so much money? That's how much of her living expenses have been going on for ages! He came back in a huff and his mother dragged him over to complain.
“Son, your wife is so arrogant. She doesn’t treat me like her mother-in-law anymore. She’s really going to cause trouble.”
Zhou Wei was also very angry, so he quickly tried to appease his mother, "Mom, don't be angry. I'll go find her right now, and I'll definitely make her come out and apologize to you. Don't worry."
Hearing her son say this, the old lady was a little happier, and she wanted her son to settle accounts with Mo Yan.
"Yes, yes, yes, we have to have a good talk with her, otherwise she'll become completely arrogant. We can't have a woman like that."
Zhou Wei returned to his room with a dark expression, opened the door, went inside, and then slammed the door shut with a loud bang.
Mo Yan was sitting on the bed packing her things when she heard the noise. She turned around and looked at him coldly.
"What are you doing in here? Aren't you going to keep your chastity for your precious mistress anymore?"
Mo Yan's first words made Zhou Wei's face turn ugly, and he felt a little guilty and shocked.
His expression changed several times before he finally regained his composure. "What nonsense are you spouting?"
"I'm talking nonsense?" Mo Yan smiled. "I'm not one to lie, unlike some people whose heads are full of garbage and vulgarities."
Zhou Wei's face darkened further. He reached out to strike, but Mo Yan grabbed his hand. "What, you want to hit me? Save your breath, you little trash. Don't you know how weak you've become these past two years? I could kill you with one hand!"
Mo Yan shoved him, and he stumbled back several steps, bumping into the wardrobe.
Hearing the commotion outside, the old lady assumed it was her son who had made the move, and she was overjoyed.
We should teach Mo Yan a lesson and show her what reality is!
"You dare hit me?" Zhou Wei looked at Mo Yan in disbelief. "Have you forgotten who gives you money?!"
Mo Yan looked at him with a cold smile on her lips and walked towards him. "Don't forget, you were the one who begged me to be a full-time mom, you were the one who begged me to stay home and take care of your son and your mother. I haven't even asked you for a salary yet. I'm a nanny, a tutor, and your mother's private doctor all by myself."
I don't want to waste my breath on you.
Mo Yan walked over and grabbed his collar. "Divorce, half the property, or I'll go to your company and make a scene. I'll let everyone know what kind of relationship you two scumbags have."
"Where did you hear these rumors from? I have no idea what you're talking about."
The scumbag was feeling extremely guilty. He didn't know how Mo Yan found out about this. He wanted to deny it, but he couldn't find any reason to do so. However, he knew one thing: he couldn't admit it.
"You know in your heart whether I'm talking nonsense or not. Don't force me to bring this banner. I'll go to your company and hold a concubine-acceptance ceremony for you."
Zhou Wei, you know me, I can be so crazy that even I'm afraid of myself. Whether you have a job or not will be none of my business then.
Zhou Wei: "..."
"You!" Zhou Wei was so angry that his face twisted, making him look quite ugly.
"If you want a divorce, go ahead and ask your parents if they agree, and ask your son if he agrees."
What can you do after you leave me? You don't actually think you can still become a doctor after all these years, do you? Don't dream about it!
Can a doctor who has been away from the hospital for ten years return? Will they still remember their professional knowledge?
"That's my problem, it has nothing to do with you. Just say that if you're not going to divorce me halfway through, I'll sue you."
I'll send this photo to your company tomorrow.
Mo Yan took out a photo; it was a picture of the two of them in bed.
How did you get this photo?!
Zhou Wei went crazy, "You investigated me?"
Does Mo Yan even have a brain like that?
Mo Yan smiled, opened her phone, and showed him a file. Upon seeing it, Zhou Wei's expression became quite interesting once again.
"Why would I investigate you? It's because your darling loves you so much that she couldn't wait for you to tell her, so she sent it to me."
And they even thoughtfully sent me the whole story of your office romance, just to make me feel better and let me know that I don't have any feelings for you anymore.
Let me know that you two are truly in love, perfectly matched, and a match made in heaven.
They even sent me all the details of how you two met, got to know each other, and fell in love, including all the photos.
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