As for the household registration issue, Xia Baozhu and others moved out after buying the house and became their own households.
Leng Minghui looked at Xia Baozhu, who remained calm throughout. Did she know what divorce meant for a woman?
Does she know what she has lost?
Does she not know how bad a divorced woman's reputation is?
Besides, she can't have children. With that one condition alone, what good man would dare to want her?
Those who want to marry her are only after her looks; those men are either widowed or disabled and can't find wives.
Thinking of this, Leng Minghui's heart softened.
She's just too willful. If she doesn't have a good life in the future, he can help her once, after all, they've been married for many years.
"Where should I go to change my name if I want to?" Xia Baozhu suddenly asked an extra question.
"The local police station will do," the staff member replied readily.
It's a pity that such a good-looking and well-matched couple is getting divorced. If it were any other couple, she would have persuaded them to go back together, but the fact that they came to give her a red envelope proves that they were determined to get a divorce.
She thought the man was determined to divorce her, which was why he gave her the red envelope, but she was surprised that the woman was more decisive, while the man looked hesitant.
It's rare to see a couple divorce so peacefully without blaming each other; perhaps they've had enough of arguing and are simply too tired to continue.
Xia Baozhu held her divorce certificate, feeling happy; she was finally free.
She ignored the hidden sorrow emanating from her body, the lingering regret of the original owner who felt abandoned.
"Xia Zhaodi, don't you have anything else to say to me?"
Don't you love money? Why didn't you give me any reason to ask for money?
"What did you say? Wishing you happiness, a fulfilling marriage, and many children?"
After saying that, Xia Baozhu got on her bicycle and left, like a kite that had been let go of its string, no longer controlled by the person holding the kite string.
Leng Minghui stood there, staring blankly at her departing figure, feeling as if a piece of his heart was missing, empty and chilly.
Until Lin Shiwan walked over, her eyes filled with expectation.
"Minghui, how is it?"
"It's done." Leng Minghui smiled and waved the divorce certificate in his hand.
"Great, let me see." Lin Shiwan was overjoyed and took the divorce certificate to examine it carefully.
From that moment on, Leng Minghui belonged to her.
Xia Baozhu, who had returned to the Leng family home, tidied up her belongings. Actually, she didn't have much; books and clothes made up the largest proportion.
They piled everything together with a plain-colored bed sheet, tied it to the bicycle, and left the Leng family home amidst Wang Aixiang's laughter.
Xia Baozhu thought that the divorce process would be slow, so she didn't plan to open for business. She never expected that San Gou would not leave and would even start selling fried chicken.
I carried my large bag of belongings into the kitchen and placed it in a clean spot.
"Sister Xia, what is this?" San Gou asked curiously.
"My belongings."
"Are you going to be staying at the inn from now on?" San Gou looked around the kitchen, trying to find a place to rest.
"The shop isn't suitable for living, so I'll stay in the hotel upstairs for now. I'll move there once I buy a house."
"Sister Xia, why did you move out? And why are you buying a house?" San Gou had a vague idea in his mind.
"I got divorced and moved out," Xia Baozhu answered decisively. She got dressed and began preparing milk tea and pudding.
Seeing that Xia Baozhu showed no sadness at the divorce, but rather a sense of relief, San Gou understood that this divorce was what Sister Xia wanted.
Because he was seeing other women, Sister Xia couldn't tolerate it. Even if he treated her well for a while, she couldn't get her to give up the idea of divorce.
San Gou had a very bad impression of Leng Minghui and his family, but divorce was no small matter. Even though he liked Xia Baozhu, he only dared to like her secretly. He was happy and worried about her divorce, but mostly he felt heartache.
He used to feel inferior when he was around Leng Minghui, but that feeling has completely disappeared now. A man who doesn't even cherish his own wife is not as good as him in terms of character, so there's nothing to feel inferior about.
When Sun Xingyan came over in the afternoon, he heard the news of Xia Baozhu's divorce from San Gou, and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
"What? So fast!"
When a man has an affair, his wife will make a scene after a few arguments, but most of them will just turn a blind eye and continue living their lives as before. Very few dare to make the decision to divorce.
To most people, getting divorced is unbelievable; a county town has fewer than 100 divorces a year.
In more remote areas, divorce is unheard of; once married, it's for life, no matter how bad things get.
Those who can't think straight will hang themselves or jump into a well; those who can think straight will run away, running far away so they'll never see each other again.
Even after divorce, most people blame the woman, asking why she didn't endure it. They said she had to endure it for the sake of the children, and that she could endure it for a lifetime.
Women who neglect their families are scorned and looked down upon.
This is the cost of divorce: no one believes in you, no one sympathizes with you, and you live under immense pressure from gossip and rumors.
Sun Xingyan looked at Xia Baozhu, who seemed completely unaffected, and observed her closely, unsure whether she was hiding her pain or genuinely didn't care.
Indeed, aside from the divorce, she had almost no bad points. She supported herself, published articles, and studied English.
She is incredibly strong, not to mention exceptionally beautiful and has a wonderful character.
She can live a good life without marriage.
Sun Xingyan quickly understood why Xia Baozhu was neither sad nor fearful.
Xia Baozhu asked Sun Xingyan, a leisurely traveler, to help her find a house; she wanted to buy a detached house with a courtyard.
After getting off work, Xia Baozhu went upstairs to check into her accommodation, taking only toiletries and a change of clothes.
Sun Xingyan replied quickly, and in less than three days he came to find Xia Baozhu. He had found a house on another street not far from here.
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