Purple eyes and green eyes looked at each other, reached a consensus, and tacitly moved to the small table outside.
Convenient for watching shows.
The man, who was just across the table from the quarreling couple, saw his wife keeping her head down and not saying anything, so he softened his tone. "I know my mom didn't like what she said last time, but her words were true. You're already 38, and if you don't have a baby soon, you'll never have another chance!"
"When you married me, my mother didn't stop us. She knew you were eight years older than me and brought your ex-husband's child with you, but she still treated you like a first marriage. The betrothal gift was 200,000 yuan. Not a penny less, right?"
"After you resigned from your big company, you stayed at home for two consecutive years. Did I ever complain about you?"
"Just because my mother said a few words to you about inducing labor, you're threatening to divorce me. Just tell me, aren't you being willful and foolish?"
At this point, the burly man with a crew cut at the next table started to sneer, "See? Women these days are spoiled! Their husbands earn money to support their children with their ex-husband, but when they want a child themselves, they can't even have one. They get divorced at the drop of a hat. Life is so hard for men."
The young girl eating next to him had short pink hair, a lip stud, and smoky makeup. She smiled faintly and said, "Brother, you can't just listen to one side of the story. It makes you look very arbitrary."
As soon as he finished speaking, the man's wife responded: "He Junxiao, what your mother said is not as simple as inducing a baby. She gave me an ultimatum. If I can't get pregnant before the end of this year, she said that after the New Year, she will persuade you to divorce me."
"As for the 200,000 yuan betrothal gift, you invested it when you and your childhood friend started your business, and you haven't returned a single cent to me yet."
"I resigned from my job and stayed at home for two years to take care of Youyou who was sick. I didn't spend a penny of your money. All I used was my past savings."
"I filed for divorce because you broke the promise we made before we got married. I said I wouldn't have any more children, but you regret it now. I'm only fulfilling your wish to be a father."
He Junxiao's face changed, and he said coldly, "What do you mean by your money and my money... Do you still care about this family? Is it meaningful to make such a clear distinction between you and me?!"
"Before we got married, I promised you we'd be DINKs, but I'm thirty now. They say you should be independent at thirty. So what's wrong with me wanting to have a child of my own? What's wrong with me?!"
"I'm the only child in our family. My mother worked so hard to raise me. Is it too much for me to give her a grandson? Isn't it okay for the old lady to want a grandson?"
"As for the betrothal money, didn't I tell you long ago that I would return it to you sooner or later? I just invested it in the company temporarily... Why are you in such a hurry?"
"Who would scheme against their husband like you? We've been married for three years, and you're still talking about the bride price all the time! You're really obsessed with money!"
Su Yao curled his lips and sneered. He wanted to block out the noise, but the girl who appeared not far away made his purple eyes slightly cold.
Liu Yuting asked, "Did you see the remnant soul again?"
"Um."
Next to the barbecue stall next door, a shadow stood quietly.
She was just a girl about ten years old, thin, with messy and charred clothes, and shocking marks on her snow-white neck.
His arms and calves were covered in purple bruises, dried blood oozing from the cracked skin.
The most horrifying thing was the hideous knife scar on her face, which ran diagonally from the left forehead to the jaw, almost cutting her face off. However, her eyebrows and eyes still vaguely revealed the beauty she had in life.
She stood in the shadows, her eyes empty and cold, as if she would cry out at any moment, but she remained silent.
A cold, sinister aura spread, and some customers at the barbecue stall sneezed, while others rubbed their arms and cursed the cold weather. But no one knew that less than three steps away was a resentful ghost.
Only Su Yao could see it clearly.
The girl's eyes suddenly focused on her, finally showing some emotion... It was as if a drowning person saw a single piece of drifting wood. At that moment, a soft, pleading look appeared among the gloomy and evil eyes.
The girl's lips opened and closed silently, her eyes fixed on Su Yao's face. She wanted to say something tremblingly, but she had no vocal cords and could not make any sound. Tears mixed with blood could only slide down her face.
She didn't move again, but used all her strength to write resentment and pleading into her wet pupils.
Here, He Junxiao was angry: "Ren Shumin, are you mute? Speak!"
"I'm tired and don't want to argue anymore. Let's get a divorce."
"I will take care of my mother's 100,000 yuan surgery fee myself. I don't want the 200,000 yuan betrothal gift either. The wedding house is mine. After the house is sold, I will give you half of the money. Let's part ways amicably."
After finishing speaking, Ren Shumin stood up and left alone...
He Junxiao's eyes darkened, and he hurriedly paid the bill and followed.
As soon as they left, Su Yao also stood up. Liu Yuting understood what she was going to do and immediately went to pay the bill.
Ten minutes later, Ren Shumin was stopped in a narrow alley in the old city.
The street lights at the entrance of the alley flickered dimly, as if they would go out at any time.
Ren Shumin hunched her shoulders and raised her hand to smooth down the messy hair on her forehead. Her eyes were cold, yet still revealed a hint of fatigue.
He Junxiao stood in front of her, breathing a little disordered: "Shu Min."
She pursed her lips and didn't respond immediately.
Not wanting to look at him, her eyes fell on the flickering light at the entrance of the alley, as if she was looking for an excuse to turn around and leave.
"What do you want to do now?" Her voice was very light, like a cold stone through glass.
He Junxiao slowly took two steps closer, his steps a little unsteady: "I... today is your birthday."
"I didn't want to celebrate my birthday with you."
"I know...you want a divorce."
"yes."
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