Perhaps it was only when the marriage was nearing its end that he realized how badly he had treated her over the past three years, and that she was having a difficult time in the Song family. He felt a rare pity for her: "I will talk to the Song family. You don't need to worry about them making things difficult for you. If you need me to, I can come to their house to apologize."
Song Qingyou seemed not to hear, her attention focused on the division of property: "A villa in the eastern suburbs, and fifty million."
Fu Tingshen looked at her and said, "I promised Niaoniao that I would marry her if we had a child. I owe her too much. I wronged her three years ago, and I can't wrong her again three years later. This house and money are my compensation to you."
Song Qingyou nodded: "Divorce is fine."
Fu Tingshen: "Well, since you've agreed, then sign..."
"But Mr. Fu, are you trying to give me a beggar this little bit of money?"
Fu Tingshen was taken aback, thinking he had misheard: "What?"
Song Qingyou smiled slightly, her expression distant yet polite: "We had our premarital property notarized before, so I won't take a single penny from you. But after marriage, it has to be 50/50. In addition, I also want 15% of the shares in Dingsheng Pharmaceutical."
"You're asking for the moon!" Fu Tingshen roared. "Isn't 50 million in compensation enough for you? You actually dare to dream of Dingsheng's shares? I think you've lost your mind!"
Song Qingyou coughed several times, her voice weak and her appearance frail: "Dingsheng Pharmaceutical also has my hard work. What I want is what I deserve. Besides, you cheated on me first. I've already been very kind to you by not making you leave with nothing."
"dream!"
“I have all the records of your hotel stays with Lin Niaoniao over the past three years, the surveillance footage of Lin Niaoniao coming to my house to cause trouble on multiple occasions, and the recordings of your parents threatening and humiliating me repeatedly. If you do not agree to the property division I propose, I do not mind holding a press conference.”
"And the house you bought for Lin Niaoniao in Xishan Villa Garden, the transfers you made to her over the years, the car you bought, the jewelry and collectibles—I still have all the receipts here."
Song Qingyou smiled and said, "These are all marital property, and I have the right to take them back."
Fu Tingshen stared in disbelief at the woman before him, who had always been delicate, submissive, and obedient. It was as if he were seeing her in a completely new light. He was so angry that veins bulged on his forehead: "Song Qingyou, you're ruthless! Then don't leave. You'll just waste your life in the Fu family!"
Song Qingyou said, "Okay, then let her wait until I die before marrying into the Fu family. It's just that although my health is not good, I'm quite resilient. I'm afraid I won't die for three to five years."
Fu Tingshen's eyes were unfathomable, and his back teeth were almost ground to powder.
Song Qingyou is right. She can afford to wait, but Niao Niao and the child in her belly can't. This marriage must end.
After a long silence, Fu Tingshen finally gave in, his tone as cold as ice: "I will have someone draft a new divorce agreement. See you at the Civil Affairs Bureau next Monday at 10 a.m.
After saying that, as if he extremely disliked and loathed Song Qingyou, he left without lingering for even a second longer.
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