Yang Zihao was completely furious, his face was so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip out of it.
Given his current family situation and physical condition, he knew very well that it was almost impossible to find another woman like Song Jiao.
The anger and resentment in his heart erupted like a volcano, and he even had an urge to kill someone.
He thought to himself that as long as this woman died, the child would naturally belong to him.
However, Song Jiao seemed completely unaware of his anger and murderous intent. She didn't even look at them, turned around, called a taxi, and left the court directly.
Her back looked so resolute and free, as if telling everyone that she had completely gotten rid of this unbearable marriage.
Seeing this, Yang's mother became extremely anxious.
She pulled Yang Zihao's arm, her voice filled with tears, "Will I never be able to see my two babies again? What should I do?"
Father Yang sighed. He had long seen that Song Jiao was not an easy person to deal with, and now it was true.
"I told you a long time ago that this woman is no good, but you just wouldn't listen. She has no respect for us at all, and now she wants to take the child away just to piss us off!" His words were full of helplessness and blame.
Thinking of the betrothal gift, Yang's father was even more furious. "The original betrothal gift of 50,000 yuan caused such a commotion. How can she be a good girl?"
Yang Zihao was upset after hearing this. He roared, "Talk, talk, talk, is all you do? Don't you have any responsibility? What's the point of saying these things now?" After that, he turned and left, leaving Yang's father and mother standing there in a daze.
Tuanzi reminded Song Jiao in her mind, "Lord God, Yang Zihao is definitely going to attack you. I just detected that his killing intent has reached 80%."
Although there is nothing to worry about if the host is around, it just wants to complain.
There are all kinds of birds in a big forest!
Song Jiao smiled nonchalantly, "Incompetent people only blame others for their mistakes. That's the only way they can find inner comfort. What else can he be? Just let him bark like a dog!"
As Song Jiao entered the house, her WeChat phone dinged, and two familiar names flashed across the screen: Ling Lai and You You, the original owner's two best friends. She chuckled and clicked on the chat interface, and messages from the two popped up one after another.
"Shishi, what happened? That loser didn't do anything to you, right?" Ling Lai's message was full of concern, and her disdain for Yang Zihao was revealed between the lines.
"Did you get the custody? Did that guy play any tricks?" Youyou followed closely, her tone also full of contempt for Yang Zihao.
They had long been fed up with Yang Zihao, who relied on Ning Shi to support the family and acted like a good guy all day long. Every time they met, he would use PUA on Ning Shi, making her feel worthless.
Song Jiao smiled sweetly and replied, "I got custody. As for that man, he should be angry now!"
Her tone was light-hearted and cheerful, nothing compared to Yang Zihao's current anger.
Ling Lai immediately sent a warning: "You'd better be careful. After you leave, the child's family will be gone. With Yang Zihao's temper, he will definitely cause trouble for you! He might even want to kill you. Someone close to me was killed because of the divorce cooling-off period." Her words revealed deep worry.
Youyou also agreed, "Exactly. You should be careful of this kind of person. He's narrow-minded. He'll definitely find a way to retaliate against you."
Song Jiao felt a warm feeling in her heart when she saw her best friends’ concern.
She sent a smiling emoji back, then wrote: "Okay, don't worry, I'm prepared. I won't let that jerk succeed."
As soon as Yang Zihao got home, he started smashing things like a wild animal out of control. The teacups, vases, and ornaments in his hands were thrown to the ground one by one, making a sharp shattering sound.
He continued to curse, "You bitch, you really deserve a horrible death, you slut! You've let me down, and yet you still have the nerve to ask for custody!" His voice was hoarse and full of hatred.
It seems that everything is Song Jiao.
To shatter her into pieces.
Yang's parents sat on the sofa in the living room, one sighing and the other smoking silently.
Their faces were filled with helplessness and disappointment, and their hearts were filled with resentment towards Song Jiao.
"It was all your fault back then. I told him I couldn't afford the 50,000 yuan and we shouldn't get married, and we should just abort the baby, but you insisted on agreeing!" Mother Yang looked at Father Yang with dissatisfaction, her tone full of blame.
Her eyes revealed a deep regret, as if the decision she made was the worst decision she had ever made in her life.
"Isn't it because of you?" Father Yang snorted coldly and retorted, "I've long noticed that she's extravagant with her money. Look at her spending 200 yuan on groceries, and she's spent over 10,000 yuan in the month she's been with us. Is that the kind of person you'd want to live on?"
I have a computer at home, but I still want to go out. What's wrong with the 40°C weather? Why do I have to go to the internet cafe? Can't the electric fan be folded?
Such hypocrisy! Didn’t they all go through this?
"I told you she's hard to control! You still don't believe me!" Father Yang gritted his teeth and said, "She knows we have no money, but she still doesn't consider us. Can't she get the marriage first and then tell his mother? She's really ignorant!"
"That's right! If Zihao wants to listen to us, he can just marry the girl from our village. What's wrong with that? If there's no garage or house, he can just coax her into a relationship. It's nothing like this!"
The door was suddenly pushed open by a sudden gust of wind, and the sunlight slanted into the house, but it failed to dispel the gloom in the room.
Yang Zihao stood on the threshold, his figure elongated, looking both lonely and angry.
His voice was a little hoarse, as if it had been honed by sandpaper, and he roared, "Can you please stop talking? Are you annoying me? If you didn't have no money, if you didn't want to control everything, would I have come to this point now?"
His eyes were filled with helplessness and resentment, and his hands were clenched into fists.
Inside the house, Yang Zihao's parents looked at each other, their faces filled with shock and heartache.
Father Yang opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but was blocked by his son's next words.
"If you were richer, would I choose this woman who only wants a 50,000 yuan betrothal gift and no car or house?"
"Didn't I tell you guys not to buy a car? You didn't listen and insisted on buying one! How much was the house back then? And now you're saying this?"
Song Jiao watched the family's conversation with an extremely cold look in her eyes. She said to Tuanzi, "See! It's not that they don't know how to choose, they just want to be both the boss and the gambler!"
Tuanzi now felt like he couldn't even eat his meal. "Disgusting, really disgusting!"
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