Reborn 1980, the rough husband is too hard to woo!

After receiving the divorce certificate, the two came out of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

The sky outside was overcast, with lightning flashing among the clouds, as if a storm was about to come.

Ning Qing pinched the divorce certificate in her hand and felt it was hot.

She hesitated for a while and finally said the question deep in her heart, "Zhan Chuyao, I went to see Yannan that day, and he said that you had taken him for a physical examination... Does this physical examination have anything to do with our divorce?"

Ning Qing was also proud. She could no longer ask straightforwardly, "Why did you divorce me?", so she could only ask roundaboutly.

Zhan Chuyao next to him froze when he heard this, and then he lowered his head to cover up his discomfort.

"It doesn't matter." He said categorically: "I'm just concerned about Yannan's health and took him for a physical examination. It has nothing to do with our divorce."

Zhan Chuyao repeated a sentence several times, not sure if it was to convince Ning Qing or to convince himself.

Ning Qing didn't feel angry after getting this answer, because she had expected it.

But this was the last time she asked about the reason for their divorce, and she would never do it again.

"Okay, I understand." Ning Qing nodded, her voice as steady as ever, but her slightly trembling body exposed her inner feelings.

Zhan Chuyao looked up at the sky and said, "It's going to rain. I'll take you back."

"No need." Ning Qing smiled brightly and brightly, "I can just go back by myself. President Zhan has a lot of things to do, so don't waste your time for such trivial matters."

After saying that, she left without looking back, as neatly as if she wanted to say a complete farewell to the past.

Zhan Chuyao stood on the steps, watching her retreating back, his eyes slowly turning red.

He smoked several cigarettes, and after he recovered, he drove to the old man's place.

Since he wants to become stronger, he must fight for all the forces he can.

The old man probably still has some trump cards in his hand. Even if he doesn't give it to himself, he definitely can't give it to Zhan Dongjie!

When the car drove to the villa, the old man had just finished his meal and was sitting at the table drinking tea.

After Zhan Chuyao entered, he threw the divorce certificate on the table and said straight to the point: "Grandpa, as you wish, Ning Qing and I are divorced."

The old man looked at the divorce certificate and sighed inaudibly, "Chu Yao, it's really not grandpa who forced you, it's really..."

Zhan Chuyao was very irritable now and couldn't bear to hear what he said, "I came here today to hope that you can keep your promise and not hand over your power to the murderer of my father."

The old man nodded and said: "Don't worry about this, I have already written a statement. As long as you remarry, I will give the remaining things to you as a wedding gift."

"Remarriage?!" Zhan Chuyao frowned, with a look of astonishment on his face, "You said that as long as Ning Qing and I divorce..."

"What I said is that as long as you divorce Ning Qing, I will not give these to Zhan Dongjie, but I didn't say I would give them to you."

The old man met Zhan Chuyao's disappointed eyes with a determined expression, "If you want to get this power, just marry another one."

In fact, he didn't want to interfere with his grandson's marriage life, but he was afraid that Zhan Chuyao would never forget Ning Qing. If the two of them rekindled their old relationship, what would be the point of the current divorce? !

Zhan Chuyao must be allowed to marry another one forever before he can forget Ning Qing.

Man, isn’t that all?

No matter how strong the sworn alliance is, it is no match for a fresh face.

Zhan Chuyao could more or less guess what the old man was thinking. He shook his head in disappointment, "Grandpa, does my father's death mean nothing to you than those illusory family honors?"

The old man was silent, and Zhan Chuyao didn't care and said to himself, "If... I mean if, after Zhan Dongjie killed my father, he didn't drive you out of the capital or seek power. Usurping the throne, will you still support me in my revenge against Zhan Dongjie?"

can you?

Mr. Zhan questioned himself in his mind. After a while, he found that he could not give an answer.

Seeing him like this, Zhan Chuyao had the answer in his mind.

He couldn't say that the old man didn't love his father, but in the old man's heart, family interests were far higher than anything else.

If Zhan Dongjie could keep this family interest, the old man wouldn't mind pretending to be deaf and dumb.

He raised the corners of his lips, his smile full of bitterness and sarcasm.

Look, how ridiculous this is, the relationship between father and son is not as good as those illusory interests.

He took the divorce certificate, stood up from the sofa, and was about to leave.

When they were approaching the entrance, the old man's voice came from behind.

"Chu Yao...don't blame grandpa."

"In a place like Beijing where there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers, if there is no heir who is ruthless enough, the Zhan family will not be able to establish itself."

"Your father is very good. I brought him here. How could I not love him? It's just..."

"It's just that my father is too gentle and his methods are not ruthless enough. He is not as good as the evil-hearted Zhan Dongjie, right?"

Zhan Chuyao filled in the old man's unfinished meaning with an expressionless expression, "In the later stages, you wanted to give up on my father and train Zhan Dongjie instead."

"It was precisely because Zhan Dongjie took a fancy to this that he had the confidence to attack my father."

"Because he knows that once my father dies, you will only have his son. No matter what happens, you will hand over the Zhan family to him - because what you are most afraid of is that there will be no heirs to the Zhan family."

Having said this, Zhan Chuyao couldn't help but sigh, "Grandpa, do you know? It is precisely because you care so much about the interests of the family that you gave Zhan Dongjie the opportunity to take advantage of... Otherwise, my father might He won’t die.”

After hearing this, the old man was silent for a long time.

Zhan Chuyao also stood there for a long time. Just when he thought the old man would stop talking, a voice came from behind him.

"Chu Yao, I'm sorry for your father..."

"It's meaningless to say all this now." Zhan Chuyao looked cold, "I just ask grandpa not to condone a murderer, let alone give him help - just for the future of the Zhan family."

"I won't... As long as you marry another one, grandpa will immediately hand over the remaining power to you."

Zhan Chuyao didn't want to hear this, so he walked away.

This was the first time that he was so rude to the old man, and walked away without even saying hello.

He returned to the car, lit a cigarette skillfully, and silently calculated his sphere of influence in his mind.

In fact, it's almost there. As long as I work harder, by this time next year, I might be able to pull down that old guy Zhan Dongjie.

Fortunately, when he first formed his force, he understood the principle of a cunning rabbit and didn't put all his eggs in the same basket, otherwise he would have been overthrown by Zhan Dongjie!