My luck changed after divorcing my ex-husband

"Old Zhao, come here quickly and help me see this..." A strange woman's coquettish voice sounded, immediately pouring cold water on Zhao Xiaotang's head.

She was so sad and confused that she had forgotten who her father was.

Zhao Xiaotang's eyes were heavy, he put away his crying, and looked at the chairs in the corridor with dull eyes.

"You'd better come here within an hour, otherwise I don't know what I'm going to say in front of An Qimin."

After that, she hung up the phone before the other party wanted to scold her angrily.

Just after hanging up the phone, the door of the operating room was opened.

Zhao Xiaotang stood up abruptly, stumbled forward, looked hopefully at the doctors and nurses who walked out.

"Doctor, how is my mother..."

"...Please be sorry, we did our best." The doctor is used to seeing life and death, and he couldn't bear to see the light in Zhao Xiaotang's eyes gradually dim, "Go in and have a look."

Zhao Xiaotang's mind froze, and he walked in unconsciously. Hu Rong'er was lying quietly on the operating table. Her mother's beautiful face in her memory had long since disappeared, and her face was gray, only lifeless.

Zhao Xiaotang cried so much in the operating room that he almost fainted, but after crying, he still braced himself to go through the formalities, accepted the death notice numbly, and sent the body to the funeral home for cremation.

Zhao Jiajun didn't come late until evening, and he was dressed in casual clothes, looking energetic.

Zhao Xiaotang was sitting in the corridor of the hospital with the urn in his arms, watching Zhao Jiajun walking slowly, he glanced at the urn in her hand, his face didn't fluctuate at all, as if he didn't care.

"Did you notify Anjia? Why isn't Qimin here to accompany you?"

"Take me home."

"What?" Zhao Jiajun didn't react.

"I want to go back to my home." Zhao Xiaotang's voice was deep as he gently rubbed the mahogany urn with his hand.

Zhao Jiajun's face suddenly darkened.

"You want to bring the ashes back to the Zhao family?"

"The Zhao family? When did the Zhao family exist? That is my mother's house, which my mother left to me." Zhao Xiaotang sneered, Zhao Jiajun is just a phoenix man who climbed up to the Hu family, greedy for Hu Rong'er's property and hard work The company that was taken down now calls itself the Zhao family.

Zhao Jiajun was furious, raised his hand and slapped Zhao Xiaotang, he couldn't hear such words, let alone from Zhao Xiaotang who has always been submissive.

"I think you're going to turn against me. Who gave you the guts to say these things?"

Her ears were buzzing, Zhao Xiaotang resisted the dizziness in her head, she bit her lip to wake herself up, and stared at Zhao Jiajun firmly.

"This slap is my repayment of your gift of childbearing. From now on, I will not treat you as a father."

Zhao Jiajun didn't take Zhao Xiaotang's words to heart at first, but her eyes made him feel cold, Hu Rong'er...the eyes were exactly the same as Hu Rong'er, and his back felt a little chilly.For a moment he dared not speak.

The cell phone rang repeatedly. It was lawyer Zou Chen, but Zhao Xiaotang didn't answer it.

She was tired, she just wanted to spend a few days with her mother.

When all this is over, she will settle the accounts one by one.

On the day of the funeral, the weather was gloomy. Zhao Xiaotang chose a good cemetery for her mother. Many people came to the funeral, even the Hu family sent people over, but only a few An family members were not seen. An Qimin, who was supposed to be by her side, was also absent.

There is water vapor in the air, Zhao Xiaotang is dressed in filial piety, without makeup, his back is straight, there are signs of fatigue under his eyes, but it still cannot change her beauty, her solemn beauty.

She watched Zhao Jiajun chatting enthusiastically with the guests not far away, wearing a suit with a white flower casually pinned on his chest.

In the crowd not far from him, there was a woman in a beige slim suit with red lips, not even a flower on her chest, and a frivolous smile on her heavily made-up face.

"My condolences." The person who came was the housekeeper of the Hu family, with gray hair, and he watched Hu Rong'er grow up. At this moment, there was unconcealable grief between his brows. "Grandpa Hu... He fell ill after hearing the news, and ordered the Hu family not to attend the funeral."

"I understand." Hu Rong'er did too badly in the past. In order to be with Zhao Jiajun, she decided to sever ties with the Hu family, which hurt the old man's heart. She brought this fate on her own.

Zhao Xiaotang watched all this calmly, she raised her eyes to look at the sky, the rain has not fallen yet.

The moment before the burial, Zhao Xiaotang suddenly stopped him.

"Wait a moment."

In people's eyes, Zhao Xiaotang took out a baseball bat out of nowhere, and she was wearing a filial piety and holding a baseball bat, which was weird and funny.

Zhao Xiaotang didn't care, he glanced at the tombstone numbly, and walked slowly through the crowd, no one knew where she came from.
Her slow pace stopped in front of Zhao Jiajun.

"Dad." Zhao Xiaotang called softly, which was rare and well-behaved.

Zhao Jiajun subconsciously agreed, and just as he finished speaking, he saw the baseball bat hit his leg heavily.

Zhao Jiajun fell to the ground clutching his legs with an "ow", all the guests at the funeral were dumbfounded, and there was a dead silence, leaving only Zhao Jiajun screaming in pain.

"Are you all dead? Tie her up for me!"

"Who dares to touch me!" Zhao Xiaotang pressed the baseball against Zhao Jiajun's chin, squatted down, his voice was soft but sinister. "I'm the daughter-in-law of the An family. You dare to touch me today and hurt the face of the An family. I don't know what An Qimin will do."

"This blow was for my mother. She brought her home before she got divorced. If you hadn't made her angry, she wouldn't have gone out in the middle of the night and had a car accident, and ended up like this."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Xiaotang stood up, raised his baseball bat and hit Zhao Jiajun's other leg heavily.

"This stick was done for me. For money, you ruined my life." Forcing her to marry An's family, Zhao Jiajun didn't care what kind of life she lived in An's family as long as she could get benefits.

This ferocious action made everyone wonder how to react. Zhao Jiajun lost his voice after being beaten, and rolled on the ground in pain. No one dared to go forward to help him.

Who knows that Zhao Xiaotang is not finished yet, panting for breath, looking around with gloomy eyes, dragging a baseball bat and walking towards the crowd, everyone avoids her.

Zhao Xiaotang walked up to the woman she had just observed for a long time, and grabbed her by the hair. If she guessed correctly, this was Zhao Jiajun's concubine.

"You are so courageous. You brought your mistress here at my mother's funeral. Why do you feel at ease?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Seeing this, Zhao Jiajun stubbornly refused to admit it, while winking at the woman. Zhao Xiaotang's actions today will only bring her a bad reputation. He can also take this opportunity to ask An Jia to make up for it, but if he It's a different situation when someone gets out of the conversation.