I asked you to go on a blind date, why would you rent a billionaire CEO?

Wen Xiaomei clenched her fists tightly, she was really angry!

His voice was hoarse. "I have discussed the matter of having a baby with you more than once. Can't you let go of your dignity as a man?"

"Is the baby more important? Or is your face more important?"

Hearing her heart-wrenching cries, Li Meijuan did not come up to comfort her. Her previous image as a good mother-in-law collapsed. Instead, she immediately locked the door and closed the windows.

Don't let the sound reach the ears of neighbors.

After all, family shame should not be made public.

"Whatever you say, I will definitely marry Yaoyao. As for you, be smart and sign the contract. Let's save some dignity for each other!"

The last decency?

Haha, is it a match?

After marriage, she worked hard to learn how to get up early and cook, from how much water to add to the first few bowls of rice, to getting her face burned by the splashing oil while cooking.

From not knowing how to do housework to learning how to tidy up the house, wash and collect clothes, and clean.

Is all this fake?

Lovers who sleep in the same bed every day but have different dreams have become the most familiar strangers.

After getting married, she seldom went home. She knew that her home was here and she devoted herself to taking care of her family.

She became his good wife.

She was still foolishly immersed in the daily warm porridge and peaceful years.

She always saw him off with a smile and gently straightened his collar for him.

I always prepared meals and sat on the windowsill waiting for his car to come back.

Every morning and evening, I would accompany him to count the most ordinary touching moments in their daily lives.

All of this was quietly shattered, but she was completely unaware of it.

"Zhou Quan, you are so cruel. You were the one who wronged me first. Why do you want me to leave the house with nothing?"

Her crying and making a fuss made him even more disgusted.

She doesn’t have Yaoyao’s gentleness and charm at all.

Trying hard to recall, he had lost his passion for her a long time ago.

She looked lazy, without a pretty dress or delicate makeup, just a plain face.

Compared to the alternative stimulation that Yaoyao brought him, she was as dull as a pool of stagnant water.

Where is the long-lasting love? Where is the ordinary married life?

In ordinary days, we always need some different colors to increase the love between each other.

Li Meijuan tore off her disguise and her voice became sharp: "Wen Xiaomei! As a woman, you can't carry on the family line for your husband's family. You still have the nerve to cry here? If I were you, I would have been too ashamed to see anyone."

Her meaning was very clear. She just wanted her to pack up and leave without taking a single cent of the Zhou family's property.

She would never allow the Zhou family's house, car, and savings to be taken away by a woman who would no longer be her daughter-in-law.

"Old woman, Zhou Quan is looking for a mistress outside. He is looking for a mistress. Do you know?"

Zhou Quan shouted coldly: "Xiao Mei, if you disrespect my mother again, don't blame me for being rude to you!"

"Why are you rude? Are you going to beat me to death? Hit me, beat me to death, then you can sleep in my room and live happily as a family!"

Facing her ferocity, Zhou Quan took a step back.

When it came to really taking action, he backed off a little.

He found a mistress in order to continue the family line, but he couldn't bring himself to beat her.

Li Meijuan didn't have so many concerns: "A Quan, this damn girl needs to be taught a lesson, otherwise she won't sign obediently."

In her era, it seemed normal and natural for a man to beat his disobedient wife.

Anyway, I often hear women crying and screaming in the village.

She didn't know that times have changed and having a mistress is only morally condemned.

If you commit domestic violence, you will go to jail!

She was tired of crying and her voice was hoarse. Her little hands were clenched tightly until her knuckles turned white. After she loosened her hands, she clenched them again.

She has never quarreled so fiercely since she came to this family.

"It's okay if you don't sign. Let's just wait and see who can outlast the other."

Li Meijuan was not worried at all because her son was wanted by someone, but no one would want Wen Xiaomei who couldn't lay eggs.

Anyway, in the end, I can just give her some money to get rid of her.

Moreover, she had inquired about it. If a woman cannot get pregnant and give birth to a baby in a marriage, even if the relationship breaks down and she files a lawsuit, the judge will still rule for divorce.

As for the property? She and her son had already made arrangements in advance.

Whether Wen Xiaomei signs or not, the outcome will not change.

The mother and son cut the watermelon in front of her, and ate it with relish while sitting on the sofa.

As for her, who cares about her?

She wanted to squat down and curl up tightly, trying to resist the malicious attacks of these people.

But she couldn't, she wouldn't show even a hint of weakness in front of them.

Make them feel like they are easy to bully.

After she sobered up, she resolutely went back to her room to pack her luggage.

She decided to move out.

Then, she would take back what was hers.

She doesn't have many clothes and basically stays at home. She left the workplace three years ago and has no so-called social life.

After packing her things and pulling her suitcase, she passed by the living room without the man even glancing at her.

Haha! So, love will disappear.

The moment Wen Xiaomei stepped out of the door, Li Meijuan couldn't sit still anymore. She kept urging:

"A Quan, where's your bank card? Have you prepared the documents I asked you to prepare in advance?"

She had a fierce look on her face just now, but now her face was full of worry.

"No, you should contact a lawyer tomorrow morning. This damn girl will never let it go."

"Ah Quan, did you hear me talking to you?"

Under her supervision, Zhou Quan took out his mobile phone, opened the banking app, and reported the loss.

Humph! If she wants a divorce, she won't let Xiaomei take anything away. Everything belongs to her Zhou family.

At ten o'clock in the evening, a fierce cold wind blew in with the faint light. Wen Xiaomei lowered her head slightly, and her hands, which were holding the suitcase, were red from the cold.

At the front desk of Jinjue Hotel, the receptionist smiled and said, "Hello, would you like to book a room? Please show me your ID."

The electronic screen on the wall displays the price list of guest rooms of various grades.

"Well, let's book a single room."

After the receptionist entered her information, she handed her ID back with both hands.

"Please scan here to pay."

"Ding! Insufficient balance."

Wen Xiaomei was stunned for a moment. The payment method was linked to the card Zhou Quan gave her.

Before, Zhou Quan would deposit living expenses into this card every month.

She remembered clearly that there was still more than 30,000 yuan.

How come there is insufficient balance?

"Miss, please try another payment method," she reminded politely.

In an instant, she understood that this bastard had suspended her card.

It's too much. These tens of thousands of dollars are what she saved up over three years.

It wasn’t a lot of money, and it was nothing compared to the card Zhou Quan was holding.

One time, she accidentally found his mobile phone and saw a seven-digit balance.

It was also from that time that he changed the password on his mobile phone and deleted her fingerprints.

Even though I was so angry that I wanted to curse, my WeChat balance was less than four digits.

What's next?

It is foreseeable that I will have to hire a lawyer for my divorce case with him.

It turns out that this man had planned everything already.

It cut off her financial resources and left her with nowhere to live.

"I'm sorry, I can't stay anymore, thank you."

A single room costs 188, which is an price only available in small hotels in a big city like Haicheng.

She still can't afford to live there.

After walking a few steps, he returned and asked, "Excuse me, do we have hourly rooms here?"

The receptionist was quite nice and replied, "Yes, the hourly room starts in the early morning."