My beloved wife is reborn, let's get divorced, Mr. Prime Minister

This time she really learned a lesson. She knew she couldn't keep crying and throwing a tantrum. Otherwise, her mother might do something unknown.

Xie Wan Ning walked out of Ninghe Hall and looked at Xie Wan Ning's absent-minded back.

A contemptuous smile.

She didn't know if it was her illusion. Xie Wan Ning, who should have benefited from it, should have been happy, but why did Xie Wan Ning look so unsteady in her steps, as if she was running away in panic?

It was like someone was chasing her, or maybe he was so happy that he was worried that someone would snatch her jade bracelet.

"Small family!"

Pei Huairu said with a sneer.

Xie Wan Ning didn't have time to care about Pei Huairu at all. Her mind was in a mess. She had to go back first and sort out the memories in her mind.

Mrs. Xie’s attitude was already very clear. She absolutely could not, she absolutely could not make Mrs. Xie angry again.

She had seen Xie Wan Ning's methods. She did not fight or compete, but kept a low profile, which made her seem unfilial. Xie Wan Ning reaped the benefits, and all the good things went to her.

Pei Huairu snorted coldly, looked at Chuihuamen's disappearing back, and cursed loudly, "Not as good as Song Qingcheng. Fortunately, Song Qingcheng doesn't have so many tricks!"

But it was too late to say anything now. Her third brother had also moved out of the house. She had done something like that again. She regretted it very much when she remembered how she had ridiculed Song Qingcheng in the palace for not being able to get pregnant and have children, and for wanting to disfigure Song Qingcheng.

It was no use regretting having chosen the wrong side, and they would not forgive her now.

If you think about it carefully, she and her mother were just instigated by Xie Wan Ning.

"Since you won't let me live an easy life, then I can't let you live an easy life either!"

Pei Huairu turned around angrily and went to Pei Huaiming's yard. Her second sister-in-law had already taken her three children back to her parents' home, and even had someone send a divorce letter, waiting for her second brother to sign it.

When Pei Huairu stepped into the yard, she saw Pei Huaiming looking like a drunkard, and a concubine, who came from nowhere, was serving him.

Pei Huairu found these people unfamiliar and she saw that they were not from the mansion. Their words and actions were like those from a brothel. When they saw Pei Huairu coming in, they were not afraid and even became more intimate with Pei Huaiming.

Pei Huaiming was drunk, with the divorce papers scattered at his feet.

Upon seeing this scene, Pei Huairu was so angry that she almost died. The gate of the Duke's Mansion was about to be broken down by people, and her second brother was still indulging in sensual pleasures and being so dissolute. He was really shameless.

"Everyone get out of here!"

Pei Huairu's face didn't want to look at the eye-catching scene in front of her.

As soon as Pei Huairu finished speaking, the women around Pei Huaiming, as if they had suffered some great injustice and had lost their bones, threw themselves into Pei Huaiming's arms.

Sob...sob...crying!

They were all women who were used to the ways of the world, so when they saw Pei Huairu acting like this, they just found it funny and not intimidating at all.

"Second Master............."

Those women held their throats and bent their voices so many times when they spoke that it made people feel uncomfortable.

Pei Huairu hated to hear these coquettish voices the most.

But it’s not over yet. The prostitutes in the brothel were even more disgusted when they spoke, “Second Master…who is this immature person? How dare he bully us…Second Master, you have to take charge of us!!!”