The Blessed Beauty Returns with a Dimension

Feng Guihua waited at home all night but didn't see Jiang Laocheng arrive.

Her anger was rising.

Jiang Laocheng was becoming quite something now.

He was planning to leave her in her parents' home, so no one would care, and he'd do whatever he wanted.

It's like he doesn't care about anything anymore, right?

Early the next morning, Feng Guihua was about to go out to find him.

Jiang Laocheng must be at the hospital.

Before she could even step out, she bumped right into Jiang Laocheng coming in.

"You're back?"

Jiang Laocheng, seeing his wife, was surprised.

It was the first time his wife came back on her own; usually, if there was a fight, she'd go back to her parents' home.

In the past, he always had to go and beg, apologize, only then would she come back.

Unexpectedly, this time she came back herself; he thought she had figured things out, as honestly, she wasn't in the right with this situation either.

He was all smiles.

Feng Guihua wore a grim face, "I came back, but I came back to divorce you."

Jiang Laocheng laughed, "Come on, the mother of my children, we're at this age, talking about divorce at every turn. Aren't you ashamed? Besides, where would you live if we divorced? Your parents are gone, are your brothers going to welcome you back?"

He thought Feng Guihua was joking.

That she was mad at him.

"It's none of your business where I live. Anyway, I'm telling you, I want a divorce."

Feng Guihua had thought about it all night yesterday, and her son's words made sense.

The previous day, she heard from their eldest son that even he went out to borrow money.

All told, father and son borrowed 2,500 yuan. Sure! That amount barely covered the hospital bills.

But to pay back the 2,500, how could their family do that in less than ten years!

The more Feng Guihua thought, the angrier she got, feeling more and more that the second son's words were right.

If she didn't divorce Jiang Laocheng, she'd have to help repay this debt.

If they divorced now, the debt would be solely Jiang Laocheng's issue, and she could leave with their second son.

Keeping tight hold of the more than 1,000 yuan in her savings account, she could help the kids a bit down the line; otherwise, how would her son afford to get married, or the kids' schooling be financed?

That's why Feng Guihua was adamant about the divorce; after all, at their age, getting divorced isn't a respectable thing.

It wasn't about shame.

Jiang Laocheng's face turned serious, "You're really determined to divorce me, not just joking or angry?"

After all these years, he knew Feng Guihua well, and when she said those words, she was resolute.

Jiang Laocheng didn't understand why it had escalated to divorce.

"Not divorcing is fine; just bring back those 2,500 yuan to repay the people we borrowed from."

Feng Guihua knew it couldn't happen; Jiang Laocheng had already given it to Jiang Laoshi; how could they get it back from him?

What we eat, can we spit out?

"Are you serious? Is that how you talk? My mom's in the hospital; as her son, I'm supposed to pay half of the surgery fees, asking me to get the money back from my second brother? What kind of person does that?

Does he owe you? Go ask on the street, see who'd support you after hearing this. Using this to threaten me for a divorce, fine, let's divorce. Bring out that savings booklet; that money, we saved it together; it's not just yours."

Jiang Laocheng was angry too.

Even though his wife wasn't born by his mother, didn't he realize all these years how his mother treated them?

Upon returning, without even asking about the elderly's situation, it was all about money and divorce.

Did she really see herself as some kind of deity that needed worshipping?

For once in his life, Jiang Laocheng stood firm.

Feng Guihua was incredulous, staring at Jiang Laocheng. This man used to accept whatever she said, but now he was yelling at her.

He hit her the day before yesterday, and now he's acting like this.

"Fine, there's no way to live like this, since you want to be with your mom, go ahead and be with her, let's divorce right now, and forget about the money in that account. I've supported you all these years, raising children, managing the household, taking care of your mom, how's that? Isn't this money enough to compensate me for my lost youth?"

Feng Guihua was truly being unreasonable, and Jiang Laocheng felt a headache coming on.

"Feng Guihua, have you really thought this through? We're old now, divorcing, what good does it do? Our second son hasn't even settled down, our two younger kids are still in school, have you thought about that? Divorce, what kind of impact does that have on the kids? And why are you divorcing? Do you have the face to tell others?"

Jiang Laocheng just couldn't understand why it had to end in divorce; it was such a trivial issue, just a couple's quarrel at home.

Afterward, weren't they supposed to continue living happily, why couldn't his wife move past this?

Besides, helping his mother with her medical expenses was only natural.

Why couldn't they overcome this hurdle?

Feng Guihua sneered, "Oh, now you remember we still have three kids at home, but when you borrowed money, did you think about them? Now you want to use them as an excuse. Well, I've labored in your family for a lifetime, and in the end, you still expect me to bear the burden and repay the debt, don't you?

I'm telling you, Jiang Laocheng, the kids can come with me. You can think whatever you want; this divorce is happening no matter what."

Jiang Laocheng sighed, "If money is the reason you want to divorce, then fine! Let's divorce. Take all the money in the account. But you can't take the kids; they belong to the Jiang family. Even if it's hardship, they are my kids, and I'll raise them myself.

You do whatever you want. If you don't want to suffer and repay the debt with me, I won't force you."

"If the kids want to stay with you, they will. But they're not just your kids; they're mine too. Enough with the nonsense, grab the household registration book. Let's go to the street office and get a divorce certificate today.

I don't want to stay in this miserable house another minute. You're a grown man bringing back debts and expecting your wife to suffer with you. I've had enough of a coward like you."

Feng Guihua, afraid of delays, quickly pursued the divorce.

Once they were divorced, Jiang Laoshi would certainly get the news; forcing his big brother into a divorce, could he still comfortably hold that 2,500 yuan?

If he didn't return it, he wouldn't be human; given what she knew about her brother-in-law's character, he'd rush to return the money, hoping they'd reconcile and remarry later.

If that happened, Jiang Laocheng couldn't play the good guy anymore.

Jiang Laocheng nodded, said nothing, and took the household registration book with Feng Guihua to the street office.

At their age, a divorce was something new, and the street director initially wanted to talk them out of it.

But seeing Feng Guihua's determined face, there was no choice but to process the paperwork.

Holding the divorce papers, Jiang Laocheng could only give a wry smile, thinking of their age.

He never imagined such a thing would happen!

His mother still lay in the hospital, and now his wife was gone, and his family was broken.

Feng Guihua walked away triumphantly with the divorce certificate, while Jiang Zhiyong trailed behind his mother, crying and begging to go with her.

Meanwhile, Jiang Zhijie and Jiang Zhiyun decided to stay with Jiang Laocheng.