Unexpected Blessing After Divorce

“Young Master Fan, it’s been ten years already. Whatever grudges you may have, it’s time to forget about them.”

“Please go home.”

“Your father, your grandfather and your brothers are all waiting for you.”

“As for your marriage, it concerns the honor of our family. After you return, we will select the most beautiful and most excellent woman to be your wife and the daughter-in-law of the Chu family.”

“That Qiu Mu-Cheng from the Qiu family is not worthy of you. Or the Chu family.”

Standing by the moat of Yunzhou city, a blotchy-eyed old man in traditional Chinese garment was earnestly trying to persuade Ye Fan. Compared to the others standing before him, Ye Fan’s clothes seemed ordinary and shabby.

“Yes, it’s been ten years. A dog would be considered old by now. But the family you speak of hasn’t changed one bit.” Ye Fan laughed self-deprecatingly, with a hint of bloodshot in his eyes.

“Ten years ago, my parents kneeled down in front of the Chu family’s gates. At that time, the family told my father this. They said my mother was a base commoner, not worthy of the Chu family and unfit to be their daughter-in-law. And I am born of the ‘commoner’ the family spoke of. My mother and I were driven mercilessly out of the family. We had to live in the streets. Until later, when I married into the Qiu family, where I had to endure humilations.”

“For the past ten years, when did you ever give a damn about my mother and I? Now, with just a few words, you expect me to forget about this grudge and my mother’s humiliation, and return with you to continue the Chu’s family line. Do you think that’s possible?”

“Go back and tell the family, my surname is Ye, not Chu.”

“And tell that useless father of mine. He’s not worthy of my mother and unfit to be my father!”

Ye Fan truly hated that cold-blooded family.

But even more so, he hated that weakling father of his!

Back then, if his father had a bit more backbone, he wouldn’t have to suffer so much humiliation with his mother.

Oftentimes, Ye Fan longed for his father to protect him and his mother. But his father always chose to back down and side with the family.

Even when the Chu family drove away mother and son, his father could only look on in fear. In front of the family, he didn’t dare to speak up or retaliate. And could only look on as his wife and son suffered humiliation.

From the bottom of his heart, he despised his father.

“Young Master Fan, please consider carefully.”

“You have to understand what you are turning down. That’s wealth comparable to a nation’s budget and enough power for you to be able to look down on everyone else.”

“As long as you return, you will be able to become the family head within ten years.” The old man was still trying to persuade Ye Fan.

But Ye Fan had already turned away. With a laugh, he asked: “So what?”

“Even if you give me the whole world, I will still consider it to be inferior to a speck of cinnabar on her brow!”

His words were firm and reverberated like the sound of a rock hitting the ground.

Ye Fan left, leaving behind a crowd speechless with shock.

After a long while, somebody sighed from beside the lake.

A middle-aged man looked at Ye Fan from afar, with feelings of indebtedness and remorse swirling in his heart.

“Fan, you are even more promising than your father!” The man smiled even as tears brimmed in his eyes.

from crying, Ye Fan strode along

But the appearance of the Chu family

life must go on. So Ye Fan picked up the pieces and hurried on his way to the Qiu’s family

beautiful daughter of the Qiu family, Qiu Mu-Cheng, suddenly got hitched with a luckless no-hoper

marriage, Ye Fan finally

error and caused great losses for the entire Qiu clan. The head of the Qiu clan, in a fit of rage, imposed punishment on Mu-Cheng’s family branch and so she was forced

respect with both men and women alike. He became a laughing stock, an object of ridicule to be talked about during meal

The caller was Qiu

back here now. We don’t have time to wait around for you.” Her tone was cold

had already gotten used to

day of Mu-Cheng’s cousin

third eldest son. Today, the fourth eldest son’s daughter was getting

matter to attend to, and was held up.” Thanks to his efforts, Ye Fan finally made it

time, the multitude of guests were gathered at the entrance and the scene was rather lively. But it was easy enough to single out Qiu Mu-Cheng from the crowd due to her outstanding

to attend to? A trash

no-hoper like you.” Upon seeing Ye Fan, a

and got angrier. “Are you an idiot? Do you not know what is the occasion today? Yet you are wearing such shabby clothes. Are you trying

a good kicking. Standing beside her, a middle-aged man stared at Ye Fan with displeasure. HIs

stop talking.” Qiu Mu-Cheng, on the other hand,

used to losing face because

He deliberately dressed shabbily to shame our family! The heavens must have sent him to torment us!” Han Li,

“Mom, how long are you going to keep this up? It’s fine when you keep the scoldings at home, but don’t you know you are embarrassing me when you scold him

Mu-Cheng tried her best to calm herself down, but Ye Fan could see that

knew what kind of grievance and humiliation this family had to suffer through

dabbing at her eyes,

say as well, and followed Qiu Mu-Cheng’s family into

there was a

finally raalizad tha truth bahind

causad graat lossas for tha antira Qiu clan. Tha haad of tha Qiu clan, in a fit of raga,

with both man and woman alika. Ha bacama a laughing stock, an

callar was Qiu Mu-Chang,

hava tima to wait around for you.”

usad to this. Aftar

of

daughtar. Qiu Mu-Chang’s fathar was tha third aldast son. Today, tha

and was hald up.” Thanks to his afforts, Ya Fan finally mada

scana was rathar livaly. But it was aasy anough to singla

mattar to attand to? A trash lika

My Mu-Chang is baing hald back bacausa of a no-hopar lika you.” Upon saaing Ya Fan, a lady was unabla to contain har dislika for him and

than, sha saw what Ya Fan was waaring and got angriar. “Ara you an idiot? Do you not know what is tha occasion today? Yat you

lady was in tha throas of raga and wishad sha could giva Ya Fan a good kicking. Standing basida har, a middla-agad man starad at Ya

stop talking.” Qiu Mu-Chang, on tha othar hand,

to losing faca bacausa of Ya

sant him to tormant us!” Han Li, Mu-Chang’s mothar, yallad in fury,

with a scraam. “Mom, how long ara you going to kaap this up? It’s fina whan you kaap tha scoldings at homa, but don’t you know you ara ambarrassing ma whan you scold him in

Mu-Chang triad har bast to calm harsalf down, but Ya Fan could saa that

knaw what kind of griavanca and humiliation this family had to suffar through during thasa past

aftar dabbing