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Chapter 90

"Xiaoyu, what's the urgent matter? You can't tell me over the phone. I'm still working -"

An Qiangjun opened the door and looked inside the room with a smile on his face. He saw that in addition to his wife Zhao Yu, there was a man in a suit and leather shoes in the living room.

He was startled, then smiled and said, "Are there guests at home?"

The man in a suit and leather shoes took a sip of tea by himself, glanced at An Qiangjun, and then looked away, giving the impression that he was the owner of the house.

Zhao Yu looked at An Qiangjun with a bit of unbearability in his eyes, but when he saw that he was sweating profusely and his clothes were dirty, he looked like a migrant worker. Then he looked at the calm man beside him, sighed in his heart, and said lightly:

"You don't need to worry about whether he is a guest or not. Come over and sign the documents."

She pointed to the document that had been placed on the coffee table.

"document?"

An Qiangjun walked over doubtfully, picked up the document and looked through it a few times.

The next moment, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and the blood on his face faded at a speed visible to the naked eye. It was also like falling into an ice cave, with waves of cold air rushing from the soles of his feet to his forehead.

To be precise, it is not one document, but three agreements.

One is a divorce agreement; one is an agreement to transfer the ownership of the house to Zhao Yu's name; and the other is an agreement to give up custody of her daughter An Xueying.

An Qiangjun's body trembled slightly, then he sat down on the ground with a pop.

He looked at Zhao Yu with an expression he really didn't know how to describe.

He smiled uglier than crying: "Xiaoyu, this isn't April Fools' Day! Are you kidding me?"

Zhao Yu sighed: "I'm not in the mood to joke with you. Let's face the reality! Our life has long been unbearable. You should understand this yourself, but in the end you are so cowardly that you don't even dare to face the reality. You only know that

escape!"

An Qiangjun jumped up anxiously, hysterically, like a dying man clinging to the last straw:

"Why can't you live on? Xiaoyu, who's marriage doesn't have some ups and downs? How could you just say you want a divorce so casually? No! I don't agree!"

Zhao Yu stood up with a cold face: "An Qiangjun, don't let me look down on you. You still have the nerve to ask, why can't you survive?

When I married you, what did you promise me? You said you would give me a good life! I believed you back then, but you kept getting worse and worse, and now you are worse than when I married you!

At your age, but you haven't accomplished much yet, what future can you have in this life? This is the end of your life. You can see the end at a glance. I can't live this kind of life no matter what. If you are still a

If you are a man, just sign the agreement for me!

You have to drag a woman to support you? Are you a man after all? The most precious years of my life have been spent on you, and now I am not willing to waste a single minute on you!"

"Sign it, don't ask for trouble." The man sitting on the sofa took a sip of tea by himself, glanced at An Qiangjun, and said condescendingly.

"Who are you?" An Qiangjun looked at the man with red eyes.

"You can't guess who I am now? I don't even understand how Xiaoyu could fall in love with a loser like you back then!" the man asked in a calm tone.

"Asshole! I'll kill you!" An Qiangjun roared, as if mad, and rushed towards the man.

Zhao Yu stopped in front of the man and said angrily: "An Qiangjun, are you crazy enough? Why don't you know how to find the reason in yourself?

If it weren't for your incompetence, I wouldn't have gotten together with another man! Men like you really make me look down on you."

An Qiangjun sat slumped on the ground, looking at the woman in front of him, feeling as if his heart was filled with despair. He was silent for a few seconds and said in a hoarse voice:

"It's okay to get a divorce! It's okay to give the house to you! But I can't give Xueying's custody to you no matter what. You give up on this!"

Zhao Yu frowned, but before he could speak, the man in a suit and leather shoes next to him sneered:

"Idiot! Don't you know that Xueying is not your daughter at all? It's just a dream for you to have custody of her."

Boom!

There was a loud noise in An Qiangjun's head, and he was stunned.

He was completely furious. Even when he knew that Zhao Yu was looking for a man outside, he was not so angry. He rushed to the kitchen, took out a knife, and ran straight towards the man in the suit.

The man in the suit was no longer calm now. He quickly stood up and backed away, shouting angrily: "What the hell do you want to do? Put the knife down!"

Zhao Yu was also frightened by An Qiangjun's fierce reaction. He glared at the man in the suit angrily and said to An Qiangjun: "Don't-"

"Shut up!"

An Qiangjun shouted loudly, making Zhao Yu take a few steps back in fright.

"Tell me, what does he mean? What does he mean?"

An Qiang Junzheng was crazy, and an idea came to his mind, but no matter what, he didn't want to believe that the truth was like that.

He suddenly remembered that a few months before his daughter was born, Zhao Yu had a big quarrel with him for no apparent reason, and then ran back to her parents' home.

It wasn't until more than a month after her daughter was born that Zhao Yu was finally willing to come back.

He has always felt guilty towards his daughter and his wife because he was not with him when his daughter was born.

Zhao Yu sighed: "I won't hide it from you now. You should also know about my ex-boyfriend. He married a second-generation rich man. After I broke up with him, I found out that I was pregnant at the time.

I really couldn't bear to abort the child, so..."

"So? So I deserve it!"

An Qiangjun laughed miserably, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clang. He felt that this world was too absurd and weird.

I obviously haven't done anything bad since I was a child, but I lost my job because I couldn't stand the nastiness of others. As a result, this is how fate treats me?

He smiled and cried.

A grown man in his forties was crying like a broken child.

Zhao Yu's eyes showed a trace of unbearability: "It is true that you have not treated me badly over the years, but we are really not suitable, so it is better to separate. Sign the agreement, and you move out from here. From today on, we will be together again."

It’s also good for you not to meet each other!”

The man in a suit next to him looked at all this with cold eyes, a bit of ridicule in his eyes.

As far as he knew, this house was bought with a loan when An Qiangjun was young. At that time, housing prices in Tianhai City were far less scary than they are now.

If An Qiangjun loses this house, he will never be able to buy another one in Tianhai City in his life!

At this moment, he saw two people standing at the door from the corner of his eye.

A woman in a cheongsam who was so beautiful that it took his breath away for a moment, and a young man with a terrifyingly gloomy expression.

"Who are you?" The man in a suit yelled coldly, as if he was the owner of the room. He looked at Shang Qingdai with intense eyes, and felt a little confused in his heart, as if he had seen this woman somewhere before.

Ta! Ta! Ta—

The sound of high heels hitting the ground sounded.

Shang Qingdai walked to Zhao Yu step by step.

"Who are you?"

Zhao Yu, who has always been very confident, looked at Shang Qingdai who was walking towards her. She really couldn't feel confident anymore. Regardless of her appearance, figure or temperament, she was stepped on by others.

Shang Qingdai didn't answer her, she walked up to her and suddenly slapped her in the face.

Snap!

"Shameless thing! It's because of guys like you that some men look down on us women from the bottom of our hearts!"


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