Faced with Jiang Xile's resolute decision, Jiang Wanmin had no choice but to go against his own wishes and write this severance document, attaching the names of everyone in the Jiang family.
Jiang Xile, of course, didn't mince words and readily wrote a guarantee, promising not to pursue the matter of Zhang Guilian's injury, and explaining the reasons for her voluntary decision to go to the countryside.
After they finished writing, they exchanged documents and were both satisfied with what they had written.
"Now that the document severing ties has been written, Comrade Jiang Wanmin, please take out the money."
Don't make excuses. I know you have money. I think it's best if we don't create any more unnecessary trouble.
Jiang Wanmin glared at Jiang Xile with hatred. At this moment, he realized with absolute certainty that the girl in front of him was really not his daughter.
He couldn't believe that the timid and cowardly Jiang Xile of the past would suddenly change so drastically.
He was already convinced that the thing standing in front of him must be some unknown, wandering ghost.
But he had no way to resist, because he knew that the wandering ghost on the other side was not someone he could control. If things went wrong, it could easily lead to mutual destruction!
"You wait here!"
Jiang Wanmin turned to go inside to get the money, and Zhang Guilian, who was next to him, wanted to follow, but Jiang Wanmin stopped her.
"What are you doing following me? Stay here!"
"Old Jiang, I...I'm scared!"
Zhang Guilian said pitifully.
Unfortunately, since it concerned his personal savings, Jiang Wanmin couldn't allow the slightest mistake.
"It's broad daylight, what's there to be afraid of? I'll be right back, you wait here!"
Jiang Wanmin's attitude was very firm, and even if Zhang Guilian wanted to go in and take a look, she had to stop.
However, the resentment on her face was undisguised in front of Jiang Xile.
"Hehe, I thought Comrade Jiang Wanmin liked you a lot, but it turns out he's nothing special."
You're useless too. You've already given birth to someone else's son, and you still don't have control of the finances! Haha..."
Jiang Xile relentlessly mocked Zhang Guilian, each word piercing her sensitive and fragile heart.
Seeing Zhang Guilian's face turn pale and then flushed, Jiang Xile felt incredibly pleased.
After Jiang Wanmin entered the bedroom, he pushed the bookshelf aside. This hidden compartment had been prepared before Zhang Guilian even entered the room.
It was filled with all the good stuff he had looted from the Deng family. Jiang Xile was absolutely right; the Deng family's downfall was due to Jiang Wanmin's personal report.
Even the evidence used to frame the Deng family was personally delivered to the Deng family by Jiang Wanmin under the pretense of taking Jiang Xile to visit her maternal grandparents.
The Deng family is a scholarly family with a profound cultural heritage. If Deng Chunxia hadn't chosen Jiang Wanmin as her husband, Deng Yunbo would never have looked favorably upon someone like Jiang Wanmin.
Little did anyone expect that Deng Chunxia's willful choice this time would not only harm herself, but also the entire Deng family.
If she knew what Jiang Wanmin had done, I wonder if she would be so angry that she would come up from below to settle scores with him.
Before long, Jiang Wanmin took out three stacks of 1,000 yuan from a mahogany box.
Looking at the rapidly shrinking mahogany box, Jiang Wanmin's heart was bleeding. Besides gold and silver jewelry, he only had five thousand yuan in cash in this hidden compartment.
This is the benefit he received from the Deng family back then. It has always been kept here and has never been touched. He uses it for daily living expenses, which is his monthly salary.
Jiang Wanmin was born in the countryside and was just a peasant who did odd jobs everywhere in his early years.
It was because he helped Deng Chunxia by chance that he got the opportunity to work in the city.
Before I knew it, I had lived in the city for almost twenty years.
Without a certain amount of cunning and skill, how could Jiang Wanmin have gone from a temporary worker to a permanent employee, and finally to a senior worker?
But that's all in the past. Now that he's met Jiang Xile, Jiang Wanmin's future is already set.
Sometimes death is a relief for people. For Jiang Wanmin, what is the most painful thing?
Of course, it's like watching something you've been longing for finally come to fruition, only to have it slip away and then lose everything.
They have the original owner's life on them and have done so many bad things. How could Jiang Xile watch them enjoy their lives peacefully and leisurely?
She was really looking forward to seeing what kind of expression Jiang Wanmin would have after losing everything and becoming a peasant again.
Unfortunately, she might not be able to see that scene, since the day she was to go to the countryside was only a few days away.
With a creak, the bedroom door opened, and Jiang Wanmin came out carrying three stacks of ten-yuan bills.
"The money is all here, please count it."
Jiang Wanmin's face looked as if his father had died. No, perhaps even if his own father had died, he wouldn't have felt this bad.
After taking the money, Jiang Xile glanced at the man. Although it was clear that the three thousand yuan had indeed upset Jiang Wanmin, it was by no means a serious financial loss.
So, in other words, taking out that three thousand yuan definitely didn't drain Jiang Wanmin dry.
Jiang Xile smiled, already having made her own plans, but she couldn't act yet.
"Money is not a problem, but I just realized that having money isn't enough these days!"
I'll need to trouble Comrade Jiang Wanmin to bring me some of these miscellaneous receipts; otherwise, it'll be inconvenient for me to buy anything.
“Your stepmother manages all the household receipts; you’ll have to ask her about this. I don’t know anything about it.”
Jiang Wanmin snorted coldly, then fell silent. It was clear that he had fulfilled his promise and had no intention of getting involved anymore.
Jiang Xile smiled, naturally guessing Jiang Wanmin's thoughts.
"The marriage certificate has already been signed, so she can no longer be considered my stepmother. It's better to call her comrade."
Jiang Wanmin glanced at Jiang Xile, but ultimately remained silent.
Jiang Xile wasn't annoyed. She simply walked past Zhang Guilian and opened the small, locked drawer in the main room.
As for the small padlock on the drawer, it naturally couldn't stop Jiang Xile, an ability user. Even though she wasn't as powerful as she was in the apocalypse, dealing with a small padlock was no problem for her.
After roughly pulling open the drawer, Jiang Xile swept all the receipts inside.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Guilian immediately stepped forward to stop it.
"How could you possibly need so many receipts by yourself? Besides, I never agreed to give them to you. This is practically robbery!"
"So what if I robbed you? Why don't we go to the garment factory management and reason with them?"
Jiang Xile pointed to his head and then to the direction of the garment factory. Zhang Guilian, like a pheasant with its neck caught, instantly fell silent.
"Heh, just stay quiet and watch from the sidelines. She's a mistress who's taken over, and she still wants to show her face!"
"Who, who's the mistress? Don't make false accusations!"
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