Chapter 340: Divorce

Yang Quanyu was still a four-year-old child after all. He observed Yang Zheming's expression and saw that he was shocked. He immediately burst into tears and called for his father while crying: "... Dad, I didn't mean it. I just wanted to play with my sister, and accidentally..."

Peiqin also reacted and immediately knelt down, crying, "Husband, please spare Yu Ge'er. He is only four years old, still a child, and has no sense of propriety..."

The mother and son were crying and begging for mercy. Yang Zheming hesitated for a moment, and Peiqin covered her stomach in time with a look of pain: "...Ah..."

Yang Zheming immediately stopped caring about anything else. He quickly helped Peiqin up from the ground and hurriedly called for someone to call a doctor.

As for the matter of Yang Quanyu feeding Ling Jie'er pearls, it seemed to be not worth mentioning.

Even though she had been mentally prepared for this, Fan Pingfang still looked very unhappy.

Peiqin lay on Yang Zheming, but gave Fan Pingfang a provocative and complacent look.

Xingxing can see it clearly.

Even the four-year-old Yang Quanyu had a smug look on his face.

Indoor.

Yang Zheming, who had not called a doctor when he heard that his daughter had been fed pearls, was now worried and asked the doctor who had been called for Peiqin, "How is she?"

Peiqin was just pretending, so it was not a big deal. The doctor could only vaguely say that it was because of the pregnant woman's excessive worries. He didn't even prescribe any medicine, but only told her to have a good rest.

Others like Xingxing saw it clearly, but Yang Zheming was like an idiot. He didn't realize what was wrong. He even breathed a sigh of relief and politely ordered the servants to send the doctor out.

There was no mention of Ling Jie'er at all.

The look in Fan Pingfang's eyes when she looked at Yang Zheming was colder than ever before.

Peiqin leaned on the pillow and said to Yang Zheming in a gentle and sensible voice: "My husband, I'm fine. Why don't you go see Lingjie'er? It's just that Yu'er is young and ignorant..."

As she spoke, Peiqin glanced at Fan Pingfang again without making any expression. Although she spoke very gently, the provocation in her eyes became even more arrogant.

Yang Zheming was very moved and glanced at Fan Pingfang.

The meaning of this glance is also very clear - look, look, look how knowledgeable Pechin is!

Even though Fan Pingfang had already given up on Yang Zheming, she was still so angry that she sneered.

She took a deep breath and then coldly repeated the old words: "Now that it is clear that it was Yang Quanyu who deliberately wanted to harm Ling Jie'er, Ling Jie'er is still young. If Yang Quanyu is still in the Yang family, I cannot agree."

Yang Zheming obviously didn't expect Fan Pingfang to still hold on to this matter. He showed a bit of anger on his face: "Madam! Yu Ge'er has already admitted his mistakes, why are you still not letting it go!"

Peiqin added fuel to the fire - she struggled to get out of bed, crying, "I kowtow to you, Madam, and beg you to let Yuge'er go..."

It sounded as if Fan Pingfang was deliberately targeting Yuger.

Yang Zheming quickly held Peiqin down, and while telling her to have a good rest, he became more and more angry with Fan Pingfang!

"You are going too far and are too ignorant!" Yang Zheming said angrily.

Fan Pingfang watched coldly, finding it absurd and ridiculous.

Xingxing couldn't stand it anymore.

A concubine who stirs up trouble, a man who is so crazy that he only favors the concubine, and a illegitimate son who is only four years old and viciously wants to kill his sister... This environment is too bad!

Xingxing directly pulled Fan Pingfang aside.

Yang Zheming couldn't say anything due to Xingxing's identity and could only stare at her.

Given the relationship between Xing Xing and Fan Ping Fang, Xing Xing did not prepare anything and went straight to the point. She lowered her voice and asked Fan Ping Fang, "Sister Fan, now that it's like this, don't you want to get a divorce?"

Fan Pingfang smiled bitterly: "Of course I want a divorce. But if I divorce, will Ling Jie'er still have a way to survive in this family?"

Xing Xing thought for a moment and said carefully: "... Sister Fan, you also know that my elder brother is going to take our whole family to the capital. My elder brother is a general. How about we try to use our power to pressure him so that you can take Ling Jie'er away with you?"

Fan Pingfang was a little stunned, but after the surprise, a glimmer of hope burned in her eyes, so that she looked as if she was glowing.

Fan Pingfang asked tremblingly: "...Is it really possible?"

Xingxing couldn't make a guarantee either. After all, it was the first time she used her brother to pressure someone else, and she wasn't very experienced in the business.

But she still held Fan Pingfang's hand seriously and solemnly: "Let's give it a try. Sister Fan, just think of it as Lingjie'er."

With tears in her eyes, Fan Pingfang nodded without hesitation.

Ever since she had the hope of a divorce and could take Ling Jie'er away with her, Fan Pingfang seemed to be glowing with vitality. She was completely different from the previous person who was depressed and angry.

Yang Zheming probably also sensed the change in Fan Pingfang. He was suspicious and called her "Madam".

Fan Pingfang smiled at Yang Zheming, and Yang Zheming's eyes widened.

Ever since he brought Peiqin and Yang Quanyu back to the Yang family, Fan Pingfang has never smiled at him again.

This smile made Yang Zheming's heart flutter.

Peiqin's face looked a little ugly, and she sat up slightly straighter with alertness.

Fan Pingfang said: "Yang Zheming, let's get a divorce."

As soon as these words came out, Peiqin could hardly hide the surprise on her face.

But before Peiqin could be happy for a while, Yang Zheming said excitedly: "No! I don't agree!"

Peiqin's face suddenly turned ugly.

Fan Pingfang was a little surprised by Yang Zheming's refusal, but she said patiently, "Why not? You and Peiqin have such a good relationship, and you have slapped me, your wife, in the face for Peiqin many times. Isn't this a love that is stronger than gold?"

Yang Zheming's face turned pale and blue, he gritted his teeth and said, "So you mind this. I will pay attention to it in the future... but don't even think about divorce!"

Peiqin bit her lower lip and said nothing.

Fan Pingfang was still very patient, and said in a calm tone: "But I am extremely disappointed in you. When we were discussing marriage, you originally promised my parents that if you didn't have a legitimate child by the age of 40, you would remove the contraceptive soup for concubines and maids. What happened? ... This is a complete lie. Even before we got married, you had already given birth to a illegitimate son and raised him on the farm. You are so unfaithful and shameless. If I don't divorce you, why do I keep you around?"

Fan Pingfang spoke very calmly, even when she was scolding Yang Zheming, her tone was gentle as if she was talking about today's weather.

Xingxing was still present. Yang Zheming was scolded by Fan Pingfang in front of outsiders. He felt as if his entire face was being rubbed under Fan Pingfang's feet.

His face flushed, then quickly turned blue.

"Evil woman!" Yang Zheming cursed angrily.

Fan Pingfang, however, was not annoyed at all.

I had already been disgusted enough by Yang Zheming and Peiqin before, so what did Yang Zheming's harmless curse mean to me?

Fan Pingfang even nodded in agreement: "Yes, that's right, I am a wicked woman. So let's get a divorce right away, okay?"