How do you know you can definitely marry him after getting a divorce?
Chen Shanlou sneered and asked Xia Baozhu a question, still feeling somewhat angry at Xia Baozhu for so easily saying that she would divorce her husband and marry Tang Zonglang.
"Leaving aside whether his family would be willing to let a divorced woman who hasn't had children for years into their home, just look at what he's done: giving his woman to thugs and getting a young girl pregnant out of wedlock. Do you think he'd marry you?"
Chen Shanlou's words were truly vicious and malicious.
Anyone would be angry to hear someone else bring up a sore spot, and the fact that a woman has been unable to conceive for many years is considered one of the most serious flaws of the modern woman. Any woman would be so hurt by this that she would feel ashamed.
In the past, Wang Aixiang liked to use the example of a hen that couldn't lay eggs to humiliate Xia Zhaodi, causing her to lose herself in the process. She blamed herself, felt inferior, pitied herself, and lamented her fate, working diligently and selflessly to sacrifice herself for others.
But Xia Baozhu was not Xia Zhaodi; she couldn't be bothered to argue with Shen Shanlou.
"Thank you for your concern. I'm getting off now. Here's the fare." Xia Baozhu took out a dollar and put it on the bus.
"It'll be dark in half an hour. Are you sure you want to walk back like this?"
Shen Shanlou regretted not controlling his emotions earlier; his impulsive actions had turned a favorable situation into a bad one.
Hearing that Xia Baozhu was about to go home, he tried to persuade her to stay.
“No problem,” Xia Baozhu replied calmly.
"Okay, take care of yourself." Chen Shanlou pulled the car over to the side of the road.
"Thank you," Xia Baozhu said politely, then closed the car door.
Chen Shanlou watched that stubborn and beautiful figure walk away, reflecting on today's failed attempt to save her.
He has to work overtime during the Chinese New Year period to prevent any unexpected incidents.
Having some free time and encountering such a great opportunity, my eagerness backfired, which is a lesson learned from not being patient.
Seeing that there was still enough time, Chenshanlou drove forward for a while, but did not find Xia Baozhu.
Why are you walking so fast?
He soon spotted the black sedan ahead, drove over, and sure enough, Xia Baozhu was sitting inside, in the back seat.
Even through the glass, he could recognize her figure at a glance.
The man driving was Leng Minghui, and there was a woman sitting in the passenger seat next to him.
This man is really bold, pulling another woman along right in front of his wife without batting an eye.
And judging from the situation, it was the woman who got on the bus first.
"Zhaodi, Shiwan wasn't feeling well today, so I took her to the hospital. When we got to your shop, we found it was closed."
Leng Minghui stopped immediately upon seeing Xia Baozhu, forgetting that Lin Shiwan was also in the car. He only explained, sweating profusely, after Xia Baozhu got into the car.
"Yeah, I got off work early today," Xia Baozhu said lazily from the back seat.
Lin Shiwan, who was in the same car, felt like she had been caught in the act of adultery. She hadn't expected to see Xia Baozhu under these circumstances, and she felt extremely uncomfortable and embarrassed.
Moreover, Xia Baozhu possessed a beauty beyond her imagination, and her expression of disregarding her made her feel as if she had punched a piece of cotton.
Originally, she transmigrated here with a sense of superiority, and the man she chose was the future richest man. She had a way to keep him in the position of the richest man.
This perception led her to view Xia Baozhu with a critical eye and disdain.
In her opinion, Xia Baozhu was no match for her at all.
Unexpectedly, Xia Baozhu was not angry at all and even ignored her.
It's not retreating, but rather ignoring her completely.
Isn't Xia Zhaodi afraid that Leng Minghui will divorce her, or that she will steal Leng Minghui away?
"Mr. Leng, I'll get off here. I can walk the rest of the way back myself," Lin Shiwan said softly, her tone tender and pitiful.
“You’re not feeling well, let me take you home.” Leng Minghui didn’t stop the car.
"That's not a good idea, since my sister-in-law is still in the back. How about I sit in the back and she sits in the front?"
Lin Shiwan knew about the conventional rule that the female head of the household should sit in the passenger seat.
Leng Minghui glanced at Xia Baozhu in the rearview mirror and saw her staring blankly out the window, feeling disappointed.
"No need, changing seats is too much trouble, and it's not far anyway, just sit here comfortably."
When Chen Shanlou saw the woman get out of the passenger seat, he was overjoyed. She was quite pretty, and when he saw her shy smile at the car, he was delighted.
Xia Zhaodi is really tolerant. Her man flirts with other women in front of her, and she doesn't even flirt with him.
He went back and told people to come and stroll around here from time to time to see if they could find anything else.
It would be even more interesting if Leng Minghui developed a relationship with this woman in some other way.
Xia Baozhu glanced at her watch. Five minutes had passed, and the two still hadn't finished saying goodbye, which meant their relationship was genuinely good.
Since you like each other, wouldn't it be better to divorce her?
Lin Shiwan is portrayed as cheerful, lively, and somewhat spoiled in the book. She is able to set up a stall on her own, then open a shop, and later meets Leng Minghui. The two are loving and devoted to each other for a lifetime.
Why is everything different now that she's here?
She longed to step down and give way to a more capable woman, but Leng Minghui, the man in the book with whom she shared endless, passionate love, disagreed.
This disgusted her.
May Lin Shiwan get pregnant soon.
Only couples deeply in love wouldn't feel the cold talking through a car window in the dead of winter.
Xia Baozhu took out her down jacket and covered herself with it to keep warm. She closed her eyes to rest, while listening to the couple talking, thinking about how she would use similar phrases when submitting her article to "Zhiyin" magazine again.
Chen Shanlou was also waiting; he wanted to see how long Xia Baozhu could endure.
To his disappointment, nothing happened. If he hadn't had good eyesight, he would have suspected that Xia Baozhu had been murdered in the car.
Leng Minghui watched Lin Shiwan enter the door before closing the car window and leaving.
He had deliberately acted as if he was reluctant to part with Lin Shiwan, but the behavior of the people behind him made his heart sink.
His heart was split in two, one half warmed by Lin Shiwan, the other half chilled by Xia Baozhu.
"When do you want a divorce?" Leng Minghui asked coldly.
"Tomorrow," Xia Baozhu replied casually.
Leng Minghui has finally figured it out! Hooray! Xia Baozhu secretly rejoiced.
"Are you in such a hurry to get a divorce?"
"You're not worried? I thought you were more worried than me."
Xia Baozhu couldn't stand Leng Minghui's hypocrisy. He clearly had the same idea, but he insisted on pushing all the blame onto her.
"Tomorrow is Lunar New Year's Eve, let's wait until after the New Year." Although Leng Minghui was cold-hearted, he couldn't bring himself to file for divorce tomorrow out of spite.
After all, he had no relationship with her after the divorce.
For a moment, he thought of a way to get married and register his marriage with Lin Shiwan abroad.
He feared that if he let go of someone like Xia Baozhu, she would fly away and never be seen again.
I don't love you, but I don't want to lose you either. That's Leng Minghui's attitude.
Xia Baozhu was not satisfied with this answer.
When exactly after the New Year? If it's like last year, and Leng Minghui runs away before the New Year is even over, who will she go to for a divorce?
It's unlikely that we can break through Leng Minghui's defenses; let's wait for Lin Shiwan to make her move.
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