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Chapter 585 Divorce, you must divorce!

After Kong Bingbing put down her bag, she quickly led Su Chen upstairs.

"Master, my bedroom is..."

Su Chen: "Third floor."

At the moment, one of the rooms on the third floor was full of resentment and very eye-catching.

Kong Bingbing was stunned for a moment and nodded: "Yes."

Her mother held the little girl's hand and followed behind, looking at Su Chen curiously as she went upstairs.

When they arrived on the third floor, Kong Bingbing opened the door and invited Su Chen in. She turned to her mother and explained: "Master said I had nightmares because of the dirty things I used."

"Dirty stuff?"

The middle-aged woman frowned: "It's not dirty. Your room is cleaned by the nanny every day. The quilt is dried almost every other month, and the sheets are changed every half month."

"We are not short of money. We can hire a few nannies and everything in the house is kept clean. How could dirty things be used?"

Kong Bingbing was helpless: "Mom, it's not this dirty, it's that kind of dirty..."

The middle-aged woman paused and reacted.

"No way, are the newly bought things dirty?"

She slapped her knees suddenly: "Yes, yes, yes, I recently heard that many small workshops and factories have opened in the suburbs of our city, and they are not very hygienic, especially the sausage..."

"I actually bought you a lot of new things a few days ago, this broom, this doll, and by the way, I also gave you a new mattress..."

Kong Bingbing was stunned: "The mattress was just changed too? Why didn't you tell me?"

"Didn't Shengli tell me that you think the mattress is a little smelly after being used for too long and that there are bugs in it? Didn't you ask me to change it?"

Kong Bingbing's face changed slightly: "When did he say that?"

"Just... last month?" The middle-aged woman quickly recalled, "On the sixth day of the twelfth lunar month, your father's birthday was just two days away."

As she spoke, her voice gradually became quieter.

"No, Bingbing, isn't it you who wants to change it?"

Seeing Kong Bingbing's face turned pale, the middle-aged woman was stunned, and she was a little confused.

"No, why did Shengli tell me that?"

"This is wrong, don't you two have a good relationship..."

Thinking of this, she immediately gained confidence and quickly comforted Kong Bingbing.

"Bingbing, don't think too much. Maybe Shengli can't sleep well, so I'm using you as an excuse. You two are in free love..."

"Stab~"

Su Chen tore open the doll that the middle-aged woman pointed at just now.

The outermost layer is thick cotton, but inside are black feathers.

As Su Chen tore it open, a pile of black feathers slowly fell down.

Jingjing stepped forward curiously and was about to pick it up, but Kong Bingbing pulled her up.

"Don't pick it up, it's dirty!"

The middle-aged woman was stunned.

"No, why is this doll stuffed with feathers? Aren't they all made of cotton?"

Kong Bingbing took a deep breath: "Mom, when I went to Chunming Street just now, the master asked me if I had ever used feather products."

As she said this, she looked at Su Chen: "Master, is this this kind of feather?"

"Well, these feathers were plucked directly from the crow while it was still alive, and they are more or less filled with the bird's resentment."

Kong Bingbing had calmed down a lot now and nodded: "No wonder, my nightmares are full of black birds, big and small, all trying to peck me, as if they want to carve me up."

She smiled bitterly and asked again: "Master, are there any more?"

Su Chen nodded.

He took out the chisel from the cloth bag and pulled apart the quilt and mattress with one blow.

He easily took out Crow Black Feather from the middle.

The middle-aged woman swayed, her lips losing color.

Her eyes kept looking at the black feathers on the ground here, and then comparing the quilt with the ones in the mattress.

"The same feathers, all crow feathers?"

Kong Bingbing nodded: "Probably."

Taking a deep breath, she smiled at Su Chen: "Master, are there any more?"

Su Chen's chisel fell on a cat ceramic ornament on the bedside table. The cat's head shattered, and he took out the black feather from inside.

Kong Bingbing was already numb.

Su Chen moved the bedside again and took out a piece of black feather wrapped in transparent glue from behind the bedside.

The middle-aged woman's eyes widened: "Here? How could it be?"

Su Chen threw the things on the ground: "That's it!"

Kong Bingbing nodded: "Thank you for your hard work, Master."

She turned her head: "Mom, where did you put his horoscope? I would like to ask the master to help me calculate it again."

The middle-aged woman came to her senses: "Oh oh oh, I'll get it right away."

In the living room on the first floor.

Su Chen unfolded the red paper, glanced at the horoscopes, started calculating, and quickly looked at Kong Bingbing.

The latter took a deep breath: "Master, tell me, no matter what the result is, I am ready."

Su Chen folded the red paper with eight characters written on it: "You guys agreed before that you would only have one child, right?"

Kong Bingbing frowned.

"yes."

In the end, I was still unwilling to give in.

She said angrily: "But when I gave birth, he felt that I was very tired and hard, and he didn't want me to continue to suffer, so he said he didn't want children."

She doesn't work in the system, and it's not like her family can't afford the cost of having a baby.

It’s absolutely okay to have another child.

Thinking of this, Kong Bingbing asked: "Master, he wants a son, right?"

Su Chen nodded: "That's right the trigger, and his son has already been born."

Kong Bingbing's body stiffened.

The middle-aged woman exclaimed: "What?!"

"That boy Shengli is actually messing around outside?"

Su Chen sighed: "It was not him who messed around at first. It was his mother who thought that the Hu family needed someone to carry on the family line, so she took advantage of his return to the village to do something."

"After he did something wrong, she forced him to promise to let the girl give birth to a son for the Hu family."

Kong Bingbing was stunned and sneered.

"No wonder..."

"No wonder he often went back to his hometown in the past two years, and said that the mountain road was so long, and he felt sorry for me and didn't let me go with him. It turned out that..."

Su Chen continued: "After his son was born, his family wanted the child to live a better life than your daughter, but his salary was not high, so they came up with this trick, wanting you to be mentally ill so that they could control your family's property. After all, your parents treated him very well."

"Damn Hu Shengli!" The middle-aged woman howled again: "My poor Bingbing~"

Kong Bingbing held her mother's hand and patted it: "Mom, I'm fine. I guessed this situation when I came back."

She looked at Su Chen: "Master, when was the child born? Can you calculate it?"

"Last year in the eighth month of the lunar calendar."

"I know."

Seeing her firm face, Su Chen nodded subconsciously and reminded her twice.

"Your husband is not on a business trip. He is in Cuicheng and has been monitoring your family."

"He has not yet developed the intention to kill you. Even if this matter is reported to the police, he will not be detained for a long time. After you divorce, he will attack your whole family when he is poor."

Kong Bingbing nodded: "Thank you, Master, I understand."

Hearing Su Chen say that he would go upstairs to deal with the feathers full of bird complaints, Kong Bingbing stood up and picked up the bag, and quickly took out a stack of hundred-yuan bills.

"Mom, red envelope."

The middle-aged woman then wiped her red eyes and stood up to find it.

Su Chen went downstairs again, and the two had already sorted out their moods.

"Master, thank you today."

Kong Bingbing gave the red envelope.

"I'll drive you back."

Su Chen shook his head: "No, I'll go back directly, you..."

"Be careful."

"Okay."

Su Chen packed the black feathers of crows in a bed sheet.

It was a big bag.

He took a step forward with it on his back, and the person disappeared.