Siheyuan: With the system in hand, the world is mine

"When I asked you to divorce, you refused. I told you it's too late now!"

"Who do you think you are? If you want to leave, then leave. If you want to stay, then don't leave. Why should I listen to you?"

He Daqing spoke to Widow Bai with a cold expression, his eyes full of disdain and determination.

Seeing He Daqing's determined expression, Widow Bai couldn't help but play the emotional card: "No! Daqing, I beg you, for the sake of our marriage for so many years, don't call the police. If you call the police, this family will be completely ruined."

"Damn, it would be fine if you didn't mention this. I get angry as soon as you mention this. Just wait, I will send you to jail today!" Hearing this, He Daqing thought about his life over the years and said angrily, with anger that could not be concealed in his voice.

"Don't... don't call the police. I'll give you money. As long as you don't call the police, I can give you a lot of money." Seeing that He Daqing was unmoved, Widow Bai said anxiously, hoping to persuade He Daqing to give up the idea of ​​calling the police.

"Ok?"

He Daqing's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he stopped and looked at the White Widow with joy: "How much? Where is it?"

Seeing He Daqing being so pretentious, Wang Haoran couldn't help but secretly despise him in his heart. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly and he looked speechless.

He originally thought that He Daqing insisted on calling the police in order to take revenge on the White Widow.

But now it seems that this guy was talking for a long time just for money.

If Wang Haoran had the evidence, he would definitely not be able to resist making some sarcastic remarks.

After hearing this, Widow Bai finally saw a glimmer of hope and immediately negotiated with He Daqing: "As long as you promise not to call the police, I will give you the money."

When He Daqing heard this, his brows knitted tightly, and a displeased look appeared on his face. He responded impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense! Hurry up and tell me, or I will change my mind."

Seeing this, Widow Bai knew that she could no longer ask He Daqing to make any promises, as she was now at the mercy of others.

She prayed secretly in her heart, hoping that He Daqing would let her go for the sake of money.

Then she told He Daqing: "The money is under a brick in the corner of the kitchen. There are three hundred yuan hidden there."

Before the White Widow finished her words, a shadow was seen rushing towards the kitchen.

Not long after, He Daqing walked out with a slight smile on his face, holding a large stack of banknotes in his hand, some in small and some in whole. It seemed that this should be the last belongings of the White Widow.

Although Widow Bai's heart was bleeding when she saw this, she suppressed the pain in her heart and said nothing. She just looked at He Daqing with hope in her eyes, hoping that he would keep his promise and not call the police.

However, after He Daqing got the money, he did not leave immediately. Instead, he took the banknotes and counted them carefully. It was exactly three hundred yuan, no more and no less. Then he put it in his pocket calmly.

Then, he glanced at the White Widow again, a trace of dissatisfaction on his face, and muttered: "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and get up! Do you still need me to help you? If you delay my time, you will be in trouble!"

Hearing this, the White Widow could not bear the pain in her body and struggled to get up from the ground. She did not dare to delay any longer because she no longer had any strength to resist and could only let He Daqing control her.

Seeing how obedient the White Widow was, He Daqing nodded with satisfaction, thinking to himself, "She's quite sensible."

Then, he turned around and walked towards the street office with Wang Haoran and others.

The White Widow followed He Daqing silently, with complex emotions flashing in her eyes.

Not long after, He Daqing walked out of the street office. He took a deep breath and shouted excitedly, "Finally divorced!"

Seeing He Daqing as excited as a child, Wang Haoran couldn't help but feel happy for him.

The most excited person at this moment was He Yushui. She shouted excitedly: "Oh yeah, I can finally be with my dad every day!" However, as she shouted, He Yushui suddenly burst into tears.

God knows that in the days when He Daqing was lost, He Yushui no longer felt pain, and without her grandma's love, her life was very difficult.

Looking at He Yushui's appearance, He Daqing's heart suddenly tightened, and he could hardly breathe. He hurriedly hugged He Yushui and comforted her: "Yushui, Dad will always be with you in the future. If anyone dares to bully you, Dad will definitely stand up for you."

"Hmph, I want to see who dares to say that I don't have a father in the future. If there is, let my dad beat him up." He Yushui put his hands on his hips and said fiercely.

"Okay, Dad will definitely help you beat them." He Daqing agreed happily.

"Let's go, Dad, let's go home." He Yushui couldn't wait to grab He Daqing and go back to Sijiu City.

"Okay, let's go home, but before we go back, I have to go and resign, and say hello to Lao Xiao."

He Daqing touched his daughter's head and a kind smile appeared on his face.

When they arrived at the hotel, He Daqing was so shocked when he proposed to resign that Lao Xiao dropped his jaw.

Old Xiao thought that He Daqing was having some trouble getting over something, so he tried to dissuade him, and was almost kneeling down to beg He Daqing for mercy. This scene made Wang Haoran and the others laugh and cry.

However, when he learned that He Daqing was going back to Sijiu City to take care of his daughter, Lao Xiao realized that he had made a big mistake. He was so embarrassed that he could dig out a three-bedroom apartment with his big toe.

Then, I felt reluctant to see my old friend leave, and my mood became a little depressed.

He Daqing could only comfort him again and again, asking Lao Xiao to remember to look for him when he went to Sijiu City in the future.

It was almost dark when they came out of the hotel, so He Daqing and his friends hurried to the train station to buy tickets.

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As night falls, Luoguxiang in the south of Beijing becomes quiet.

The No. 95 courtyard is brightly lit and bustling with activity.

Everyone carried their small stools out of their homes and gathered in the backyard.

After everyone arrived, the first uncle Yi Zhonghai, the second uncle Liu Haizhong and the third uncle Xu Damao slowly walked to the table and sat down.

Looking around, Yi Zhonghai frowned, looking unhappy, and asked others: "Is Wang Haoran not back yet?"

"No, I didn't see him the whole day today, and even Yu Shui wasn't at home." Xu Damao answered nonchalantly.

After hearing this, Yi Zhonghai felt a little dissatisfied, but he pretended to be calm and said, "Forget it, it doesn't matter if I wait for him to come back and donate. He can't run away anyway."

However, when he said this, he felt inexplicably flustered, as if an ominous premonition was about to come.

Liu Haizhong echoed, "Yes, if we all donate and he is the only one left, it will be too outrageous! It will be detrimental to unity."

"Who called me?"

Just then, a voice came from outside the archway.

When everyone looked carefully, they saw three figures standing at the archway. When they got closer, they realized who else could they be but Wang Haoran and his two companions?