Lin Zhi wasn't really feeling sorry for Mo Yan; they didn't have that deep a relationship.
She just wanted to ensure that their current quality of life wouldn't change.
"It's perfectly fine for you to side with your dad, but from now on you'll be picking up and dropping off the kids, doing housework, cooking, and washing clothes."
"As long as you can do it, I have absolutely no objections."
Mo Shan: "..."
Mo Shan frowned, not understanding. "No? What does this have to do with housework or anything like that? You don't really think my mom would dare to get a divorce, do you?"
That's impossible; his mother would never get a divorce.
"My mom was just saying that, and she insisted that we coax her."
Think about it, how could people of their generation get divorced so easily? Weren't they afraid of what others would say?
Besides, my mom doesn't have any money; my dad gives us our monthly allowance. You should be looking at the money, not who does the work.
Let's put it this way: my mom said, "If you get divorced, where can you go to get money? Can you live on it?" In the end, you still have to slink back home.
"Don't worry about anything. Let my mom cause trouble if she wants to. If she really pushes me too far, I'm not going to bother with her anymore."
Linzhi: "..."
Lin Zhi looked at the man and suddenly didn't know what to say.
What he said... made her feel quite disheartened, but since it had nothing to do with her interests, she thought it was alright.
Anyway, that's all she wants, and we have to protect her interests.
She doesn't care about anything else.
"Then you'll be in charge of cooking and cleaning tonight. You can also take care of the kids' homework and tutor them."
Now you clear the dishes, I'm going to take a nap.
Linzhi got up and went back to her room. They were supposed to start work around 2 PM, so she could rest for a while now.
Mo Shan stared blankly at the table full of bowls and chopsticks, completely bewildered. What was going on? Was he supposed to clean all this up?
This is... way too outrageous.
"No, I..."
Mo Shan looked around and prepared to go to the other side to find Mo Yan.
Mo Yan had no intention of leaving; if anyone was to leave, it would be someone else. She closed the door and went to the bank herself.
She wanted to retrieve the bank statement, as well as the various receipts and ledgers that the old man had hidden.
Despite his shameless entanglement with that woman, he meticulously recorded all the money he spent on her.
And the money he gave her, you can get the bank statements.
Finally, they also had various chat logs and videos on the computer, which Mo Yan also retrieved.
Next, I had to go to the bank to get my bank statements and settle accounts with them.
Mo Yan also went to an advertising company to get a banner that read:
Yesterday, a scumbag and a slut fell in love; today, Fang Yu and Wang Cao are having an affair.
Fang Yu is Mo Shan's father. Back then, his family was poor and couldn't find a wife, so he ended up marrying into Mo Yan's family.
Back then, marrying into a family meant arriving with absolutely nothing; all that mattered was Mo Yan's family's household registration in the county town and a courtyard.
They were later allocated two houses, which remained in their names, along with some money. Mo Shan took half of the money.
The remaining amount, around 200,000, was registered under both their names. The original owner, fearing Fang Yu might misunderstand, kept it under his name.
Now, none of these things can be his.
Mo Yan even felt...
Perhaps there are other ways; after all, people need to be a little creative.
We can't just get a divorce, can we?
After leaving the bank, Mo Yan went to their dance troupe.
When it was confirmed, the old man wasn't there, but Wang Cao was.
Mo Yan rushed over and slapped her twice, then punched her in the stomach.
With a final kick to the ground, the man sat on top of her.
The others were stunned by what they saw.
When they came to their senses, they quickly asked, "What happened?"
Wang Cao was in so much pain that he was grimacing and unable to speak. Mo Yan opened the video call on her phone.
"Brother Fangyu, why don't you get a divorce and be with me? I promise I'll do your laundry and cook for you, and I can even roll around with you... on the sheets."
We can do things we like together.
Do you love me?
"I know you love me very much. Your wife at home is useless and can't do anything, but we can still go out and have fun together, right?"
Everyone: "???"
You should know that Wang Cao also has a husband.
Her husband was also there at that moment, and his face was as black as could be.
Mo Yan stood up, took two steps back, and made way for him.
"I'll beat you to death, you filthy woman! How dare you betray me!"
"I'll beat you to death, you shameless rotten woman."
"Let me go!" Wang Cao gritted her teeth and squeezed out a few words.
Mo Yan has already started telling everyone.
"Hello, it's a pleasure to meet you all. Let me introduce myself. I'm Fang Yu's wife. He's been having an affair with this Wang Cao brother and sister for several years behind my back."
Alright.
They set their sights on our five houses, two cars, and two to three million in savings.
This is disgusting trash. I'll deliver the banner tomorrow.
They're such a scumbag and a shameless woman, shouldn't they just be allowed to be together?
Everyone else was extremely surprised when they heard about the five houses and three million; they never expected Fang Yu to be so rich.
You wouldn't guess it from his usual stingy demeanor.
However, on second thought, it's possible. As people say, the richer someone is, the stingier they are, which makes some sense.
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