After divorce, she married a wealthy man, and her ex-husband's family regretted it

Li Dongyang was unwilling to apologize.

In public, a grown man apologizes to his wife?

If this gets out, will he still have any shame?

Besides, it’s not a big deal. How can I apologize to a woman all the time?

He has dignity, doesn't he?

Seeing Li Dongyang's stubbornness, Li Hongshan was furious. He slapped him on the back and forced him to bow to Jiang Ling, "Apologize, quickly!"

Jiang Ling sat steadily on the stool.

Li Dongyang was pinned down by his father and couldn't move. He could only warn Jiang Ling with his eyes, asking her to rescue him quickly.

Jiang Ling pretended not to see it.

The relatives nearby were still trying to persuade him.

"You're not even willing to just apologize?"

"It shows that he really doesn't think there is anything wrong. This man is about to be ruined."

"How could our Lingling end up with such a man? How unlucky."

Li Dongyang's face turned red and white as he listened. He could not stand the pressure any longer and could only mumble "I'm sorry".

Wang Chunhua secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Her son was so aggrieved. If her daughter-in-law had been sensible, she would have stood up and apologized.

But Jiang Ling just looked at Li Dongyang and said, "I didn't hear what you said just now."

"I said..." Li Dongyang lowered his head, and the last three words sounded like the hum of a mosquito.

"Li Dongyang, you have cotton pants in your mouth?"

"No ah."

"Why are you speaking so unclearly?" Jiang Ling looked at him steadily. "Come, I'll teach you. You have to be sincere when you apologize to others and speak clearly and loudly. Do it again."

Li Dongyang raised his head and met her eyes.

Jiang Ling did not dodge or evade, his eyes were as sharp as torches.

He was the one who was wrong, what was she afraid of?

Li Dongyang found that he often had new understandings of Jiang Ling recently, such as today.

This kind of scene would never have happened in the past. Even if he made a mistake, for the sake of his reputation as the so-called head of the family, Jiang Ling would not dare to argue with him in person. At most, she would go home and complain a few words, depending on his mood.

But today, Jiang Ling actually asked him to apologize in person in front of everyone.

He mumbled an "I'm sorry", but she still yelled that she didn't hear him clearly and asked him to say it again.

Li Dongyang's eyes were bloodshot and he glared at Jiang Ling fiercely. If he hadn't been held down by Li Hongshan, he would have wanted to go up to her and tear her into pieces and swallow her.

Jiang Ling looked at the furious Li Dongyang, and her heart was calm without any ripples.

After seven years of marriage, she finally saw the true face of this man. He never cared about her feelings. He only cared about whether his own face and interests were threatened.

Jiang Ling knew that the hatred Li Dongyang felt at this moment was real.

In the past, the serious illnesses he drew for her were fake.

She really wanted to ask Li Dongyang, "Does it hurt?"

It's okay to hurt.

Because that's how she has lived for the past seven years.

One year during the Dragon Boat Festival, all the relatives gathered here. Jiang Ling had a fever, but Wang Chunhua called her to make rice dumplings early in the morning, cook and clean. When she got up, she was so tired that her eyes were dizzy. But Li Dongyang was drinking and playing cards with the men the whole time and didn't even look at her.

At that time, Xixi was still young and sat in the stroller during meals. Li Dongyang was drunk and asked Jiang Ling to get a bowl of soup. She had to stop feeding her daughter and go to the kitchen to get soup.

At this moment, Xixi, who was unattended, fell off the stroller, hit her head on the floor, and started crying loudly.

When Jiang Ling heard the noise, she didn't care that the hot soup spilled on her hands. She ran back to the living room and picked up her daughter, feeling extremely heartbroken.

But Li Dongyang scolded her in front of everyone, "You can't even take care of a child, what else can you do?"

Jiang Ling wanted to refute.

She was taking care of the child just fine, but he forced her to serve the soup, which caused the child to accidentally fall.

The child was right next to him, but he was busy drinking and playing cards and didn't even look back.

The child fell to the ground and cried loudly. He was busy blaming her but refused to pick up his daughter first.

At that time, all the relatives looked at Jiang Ling like this. Jiang Ling felt like she was being tortured to death in the square. The feeling of humiliation was unforgettable.

She experienced this kind of scene more than once.

This time it was finally Li Dongyang's turn.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ling looked at Li Dongyang and sneered in his heart.

Li Dongyang, ah Li Dongyang, this is just the beginning! You will be in trouble in the future!

Li Dongyang was held down and apologized loudly before he straightened up.

Wang Chunhua was so distressed that she asked her son to sit down and said, "Sit down first. I'll take your wife to cook."

As soon as she finished speaking, Jiang Ling immediately said, "I can't do it."

"Why can't you do it?" Wang Chunhua glared. This little devil was even taking advantage of her.

"I have to look after the children and can't cook. Dongyang is free, so you can let him do it." Jiang Ling said leisurely.

"That's impossible. How can you let a man cook? Put the child down and cook with me." Wang Chunhua reached out to pull Jiang Ling.

Before his hand touched Jiang Ling, he was slapped away by his aunt.

"Why can't a man cook? Your eldest brother is so busy at work, but he still often comes home to cook for us."

"Yeah, who says women have to cook? We've been cooking for half our lives, so why can't we let men cook for us?"

"I see that the world's top chefs are all men. What does that mean? It means that they have the chef gene in their genes. Sister-in-law, you should let go and let your precious son try to cook a meal."

"That's right. All the people here today are the elders from Dongyang. If we ask them to cook a meal for us, it won't be enough, right?"

Having said that, Wang Chunhua was overwhelmed and could only glare at Jiang Ling fiercely, then left with Li Dongyang in anger.

Li Dongyang stood in the small kitchen and didn't react until he put on his apron. "Mom, how could you agree to them? I don't know how to cook."

"I don't want to agree either, but they all support that little devil. It's really weird!" Wang Chunhua could never imagine why the relatives of the Li family did not support the Li family, but instead supported an outsider.

"I don't care. You can do it. I won't do it!" Li Dongyang pulled off his apron, stuffed it into Wang Chunhua's arms, turned around and walked out.

Wang Chunhua grabbed him and whispered, "Your father is watching us. If you go out now, you will be scolded. Be obedient and sit here for a while. Mom will cook."

Li Dongyang glanced at the living room. The room was full of guests. Everyone was surrounding Jiang Ling. No one knew what they were talking about, but everyone had a smile on their face.

In the past, this kind of treatment only belonged to him. Only he would chat with others at the dinner table, while Jiang Ling was only fit to stay in the small kitchen and busy herself with cooking.

But now, everything is reversed!

Jiang Ling became the one who attracted much attention, while he became the one who was left out.

Li Dongyang sat down on the fire stool in a frustrated manner, his eyes turning black with anger.

The kitchen was filled with smoke and fire, which choked Li Dongyang to tears.

Wang Chunhua was busy cooking and fanning her son, and she was so busy that she was like a spinning top.

Even so, Li Hongshan continued to urge her loudly.

"It's already so late, why isn't the meal ready yet?"