After rebirth, I inherited my ex-husband’s inheritance worth hundreds of billions

"She's fooling around, so you should follow suit!" My dad rushed to us and scolded my mother angrily.

"It's you... you're used to her being so willful!"

My dad was so angry that he couldn't even speak.

My mother refuted him, "Qiaoqiao is not living a happy life. I feel sorry for her and support her to find her home again. What's wrong? Our eldest granddaughter of the Sheng family has to live a submissive life?"

My dad glanced at my mom, "You were the one who supported her marrying Fu Yanshen in the first place!"

"That's right! I support my girl unconditionally! What's wrong with our Sheng family's princess getting divorced? I don't understand what you're excited about!"

"We, Qiao Qiao, are leaving today, and those who will marry her tomorrow will have to line up from the capital to France!"

"A few old sisters just asked me if we were really divorced. They are waiting to be Qiaoqiao's matchmaker!"

When my mother said these words, my father tried to hide his impatience.

"She is ignorant, so you are pretending to be stupid!"

"Now that Qiaoqiao is divorcing him, do you want the prosperous age to return to before liberation? The directors have already jumped on the bandwagon!"

"Didn't you suffer enough from your incompetent son and nephew before you were in your prime?"

My dad yelled at my mom. What shocked me was, Fu Yanshen is so powerful now?

Could it be that I was reborn too late?

At this time, it was said that Cao Cao had arrived, and Fu Yanshen, in a suit and leather shoes, walked in with long legs.

"Dad, no matter what, I just want to divorce him! I married him out of anger! I show affection every day, but it's just for Shen Yu to see!"

I deliberately raised my voice and showed a decisive attitude.

I also want Fu Yanshen to know that I only married him out of anger.

"Snapped!"

A loud slap echoed in the huge villa living room.

My dad slapped me hard.

For a moment, I was stunned.

Growing up, he never hit me.

"Sheng Qiaoqiao, you are too willful!"

My dad looked livid and scolded me.

I covered half of my burning face and looked at my dad, ready to cry.

"Dad... I am not living a happy life, and his heart is not in me..."

I know that my previous reasons were very willful. I thought that my father would unconditionally support my divorce like my mother.

My dad was slightly startled, and then he said again: "Yanshen takes care of everything for a prosperous age and a prosperous family. If you don't understand him, you still--"

As he spoke, he raised his hand again and hit me.

I was so scared that I shrugged and ducked.

My dad's slap never fell.

A tall and straight figure stood in front of me.

Broad shoulders and broad back give people a sense of security.

"you--"

"Yanshen, don't protect her, I have to kill her today!"

My dad’s voice trembled with anger.

I immediately woke up and walked around Fu Yanshen, the instigator. I saw him holding my dad's wrist tightly with one hand.

"Director Sheng, we will handle the matter between Qiaoqiao and me ourselves."

Fu Yanshen let go of his hand and looked at my dad with a cold expression and a distant tone, without any respect at all.

But my dad spoiled him, "Yanshen, just protect her!"

He glared at me again, "Sheng Qiaoqiao, if you dare to mess around and tease Yan Shen again, don't recognize me as your father!"

The look in his eyes told me that he was serious.

In order to please Fu Yanshen and for his benefit, he said such harsh words to me.

No, no, dad would not do this to me.

He must be trying to appease Fu Yanshen first.

"Old Sheng, how could you say such harsh words to Qiaoqiao?"

My mother cried out for me.

"You still have the nerve to say that! You are used to her being like this!"

My father scolded my mother without mercy.

I couldn't stand the suffocating atmosphere, so I opened my legs and trotted towards the door.

As soon as I left the yard, Fu Yanshen pulled me in.

"Do not touch me!"

I struggled, but he ignored me and roughly stuffed me into his Maybach.

I sat down on the seat, and Fu Yanshen came up next. I gave him a hateful look and then looked away from the window.

Why is this bastard so powerful now?

He was so good that my dad even supported him.

Thinking of my father being so angry at me, I still feel sad and aggrieved.

This is the first time since childhood that he has lost such a temper with me.

The left half of my cheek felt like it was burning, swollen and painful.

I clenched my hands and endured the pain.

"hiss--"

At this time, there was a cold feeling on my cheeks, and I took a breath.

When he fixed his eyes, he met Fu Yanshen's handsome face that was as finely carved as a chisel.

He put an arm around my shoulders, holding a white towel in his hand, pressing it against half of my swollen cheeks.

The towel was wrapped in ice cubes that he scooped out from the small refrigerator in the car. The coldness spread through the towel, which calmed the burning pain in my cheeks.

Smelling his unique breath coming from his sleeves, my heart palpitated.

Doesn't he hate me very much?

He just stopped my dad from beating me, and now he's helping me apply ice...

Thinking of how hateful he was, I lost my temper and pushed him away, "Fu Yanshen, stop pretending!"

"what!"

He used strong force in his hands and crushed my swollen face with a towel wrapped in ice, torturing me.

I screamed in pain and tears were forced out.

"Do you still dare to move?" He took away the ice cube and asked with a half-smile, a threat in his tone.

I stared at him with tears in my eyes.

"It's swollen like a pig's face and it's unsightly." He said lightly with disdain for me.

Fortunately, I just thought he was caring about me.

I laughed to myself inwardly.

He stopped my dad from beating me and looked like he was being rude to my dad. In fact, he was deliberately acting it out for my dad to see.

He applied ice to me because my face was so swollen that it was an eyesore to him.

A big tear fell on my off-white silk skirt, and my fingertips dug deeply into my palm.

Suddenly, I felt so aggrieved again.

Divorce was not as easy or as satisfying as I thought.

I didn't expect that Fu Yanshen would be so capable just after he took office.

He used to be a gangster who hadn't even finished high school. He roamed the streets in nightclubs, fought and killed every day, and struggled at the bottom of society.

In my previous life, my love brain had a filter for him. The first time I saw him, I felt that he was something special.

After marriage, he was promoted step by step and prospered as I expected.

I also watched him, after using me, he kicked me away.

I quietly looked sideways, and next to him, he was holding a mobile phone in his other hand, his thumb kept sliding, his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, his expression was serious and serious, as if he was dealing with official business.

He has always been a workaholic.

"Fu Yanshen, as you said, divorce is a matter between the two of us."

"I'm determined to get a divorce. It's boring for us to waste time like this."

I broke the silence and spoke to him calmly.

Hearing this, Fu Yanshen put down his phone and turned to look at me.

He smiled at the corner of his lips, brushed away the broken hair on my cheek with his fingers, and gently rubbed it with his fingertips, as if he was playing with an object.

"Miss, you're tired of playing with me, but I'm not tired of playing with you yet."

He has a magnetic voice and a playful tone.