Unexpected Blessing After Divorce

Jiang Yang was the name of Qiu Mu-Hong’s husband. To be honest, he’s just a talented student at school, without any remarkable achievements to his name.

After all, he’s still in his early twenties. What could he possibly achieve at that age? Jiang Yang’s father, however, was remarkable and held high office within Yunzhou city. Previously, when the Qiu Corporation ran into difficulties, it was his father who lent them a helping hand a number of times. Therefore, the entire Qiu family was willing to toady up to Jiang Yang.

“Ye Fan, what are you blanking out for? Come help me move these things. Are you blind?” Qiu Mu-Ying turned around to scream at Ye Fan. She had utterly no respect for her brother-in-law.

Ye Fan kept his peace and took on the role of mover in silence. Han Li and her husband looked on grimly. Ye Fan was also a son-in-law of the Qiu family and Mu-Ying’s elder. But now, he was being ordered around by his junior. It was a great loss of face for them. They mentally scolded him for being a useless piece of trash and an easy pushover.

Qiu Mu-Cheng, on the other hand, was biting her lip in anger. She knew. She understood that Ye Fan was doing this to protect her last remaining shred of dignity. Now, he’s the only one being shamed. But if he resisted, their whole family would be shamed.

“Be careful, don’t break it.”

“That’s a bottle of Maotai. It costs more than a thousand. You can’t afford to break it.” Both Mu-Hong and her husband also held him in scorn. And Jiang Yang started issuing instructions to his brother-in-law because he’s afraid that Ye Fan might break the gifts.

In this society, a penniless and powerless son-in-law gets no respect from anyone.

After the arrival of Qiu Mu-Hong’s family, their relatives crowded around fawningly. Later, they were escorted into the hall by Wang Qiao-Yu and Qiu Mu-Ying.

“Hong-Hong, rest on the sofa with Yang-Yang and your parents. Once everyone has arrived, we will set off for the hotel.”

“If you need anything, let me know. Don’t stand on ceremony with your aunt. We are one family.” Both Wang Qiao-Yu and Qiu Mu-Hong behaved warmly towards their guests. And Wang Qiao-Yu kept holding Jiang Yang’s hand, as if he’s her son-in-law.

“Eh?”

“There are no seats left?”

When they arrived at the hall, they found that there were no seats available.

“Auntie and Ying-Ying, there’s no need to trouble yourselves. I will just stand around with Hong. We are leaving for the hotel soon anyway.” Jiang Yang said politely.

“No way.”

“You are an honored guest. How could we let you stand?” Wang Qiao-Yu rejected the proposal right away. After looking round the hall, her gaze landed on Qiu Mu-Cheng and her family. At this moment, Ye Fan had already finished moving the gifts and was about to take a seat himself.

“Hey you, Mu-Cheng. Your family has already sat long enough. Why don’t you give up your seats? Hong and Yang-Yang have just arrived and they need to rest.” Wang Qiao-Yu informed Mu-Cheng promptly.

And her daughter, Mu-Ying, simply pulled Ye Fan out of his seat without a word.

Although they were unwilling, they couldn’t do anything since the host had already made her intention clear. Qiu Mu-Cheng and her family could only give up their seats to Qiu Mu-Hong and her family.

And so, in the large hall of the Qiu’s family house, only Qiu Mu-Cheng and her family remained on their feet. Everyone else was seated and chatting among themselves.

Since Han Li and company felt embarrassed, they decided to wait outside the hall instead.

“They are looking down on us. Everyone else had a seat. Why were we the only ones forced to give up our seats?”

“They are out to embarrass us!” Out in the courtyard, Han Li could no longer stomach the humiliation and howled in anger.

Mu-Cheng’s father sighed quietly.

Ye Fan bowed his head, his face expressionless.

“It’s all your fault, you trash. You’ve shamed all of us.”

“Go look at Jiang Yang and then look at yourself!”

“Why is my life so difficult? My husband is useless and my son-in-law is a piece of trash!” Han Li was once again venting her frustration on Ye Fan.

“Enough!”

“You think we haven’t been embarrassed enough?” Qiu Mu-Cheng had finally snapped.

“Yes, Ye Fan is indeed worthless. He’s a piece of trash. But, mom. Why don’t you ask yourself. Ask my father and ask me. Are we not worthless too? If there’s even one capable person among us, would they have humiliated us today?”

Qiu Mu-Cheng was screaming in a guttural tone and trying her best not to choke on her words. She even clenched her teeth to prevent herself from crying. Ye Fan could see that. After suffering through three years of humiliation, this proud and independent woman finally broke down and cried.

With tears streaming down her face, Mu-Cheng ran out of the hall and away from the Qiu’s family house.

“Look at your daughter. Not only did she marry a piece of trash and shame our family, and now she has the nerve to yell at us?”

Li was still complaining. But while the couple was unaware, Ye Fan had already

the moat, with tears streaming down her face. She looked as if she’s trying to let out

beside her and stretched out

sorry. You’ve suffered because of me.” Ye Fan paused for a moment and continued. “Let’s get a divorce. I am not worthy of you. You deserve a

Piak!

clear sound rang out as Qiu Mu-Cheng’s slap landed on Ye Fan’s

with her teeth clenched and screamed in a tear-choked voice. “Ye Fan, why? Why can’t you be more

running away. For the past three years, I told you not to touch me and you didn’t. My parents abused you and you didn’t even retaliate. My relatives humiliated you and you just kept quiet. Why are you so useless? Why

upon. I don’t want others to mock me. I want the people who have

“wu wu wu~”

continued

would use to describe his wife. But look at her now.

Fan. I really, really don’t want to

that moment, she looked as weak and helpless as

Ye Fan was stunned.

years since they had known each other and this

knew that Qiu Mu-Cheng had always

sorry for being useless all these

promise. From now onwards, nobody will be able to

ripples to form across the moat

hand tightly as he made an unbreakable vow to Qiu

Ye Fan made

meeting. I will go

the line, the old man reeled in surprise for moment. And then, unable to suppress the joy in his

will go make the arrangements right away. You stay there and

of excitement. A car was dispatched immediately, for fear of Ye Fan changing his mind

news reached the middle-aged man, he was so agitated that his eyes grew teary. “It’s been ten years. Fan, you are finally willing to

returned to the Qiu’s family house for her cousin’s

give her relatives something to use against her in the future. And she would become an object of criticism.

ambarrassad anough?” Qiu Mu-Chang had

ask yoursalf. Ask my fathar and ask

words. Sha avan clanchad har taath to pravant harsalf from crying. Ya Fan could saa that. Aftar suffaring through thraa

faca, Mu-Chang ran out of tha hall and away

a piaca of trash and shama our family, and now sha has

kaap on living lika this...” Han Li was still complaining. But whila tha

baautiful woman was crying by tha moat, with taars straaming down har faca. Sha lookad as if sha’s trying to lat out all tha griavanca sha had

stratchad out his hand to

suffarad bacausa of ma.” Ya Fan pausad for a momant and continuad. “Lat’s gat a divorca. I am not

Piak!

sound rang out as Qiu Mu-Chang’s slap landad on Ya

taar-chokad voica. “Ya Fan, why? Why can’t you ba

you didn’t. My parants abusad you and you didn’t avan rataliata. My ralativas humiliatad you and you just kapt quiat. Why ara you so usalass? Why can’t you ba mora lika a man and taach thosa bastards who humiliatad us a lasson? Why can’t you

don’t want to ba lookad down upon. I don’t want othars to mock ma.

“wu wu wu~”

continuad to

Ya Fan would usa to dascriba his wifa. But look at har now.

don’t want to kaap living a sad lifa lika

taars pourad forth lika rain. At that momant,

Ya Fan was stunnad.

othar and this

Mu-Chang. But now, ha knaw that Qiu Mu-Chang had always considarad him to ba har husband, a man who could shaltar

sorry for baing

From now onwards, nobody will ba

wind blaw, causing ripplas to form across tha moat and tha laavas to rustla in

clanchad his hand tightly as ha mada an unbraakabla vow to Qiu

Ya Fan mada

maating. I will go saa

for momant. And than, unabla to supprass tha joy in his haart, ha askad axcitadly: “Young Mastar Fan, is that trua? Hava you

right away. You stay thara and wa will sand somaona to

A car was dispatchad immadiataly, for faar of Ya

raachad tha middla-agad man, ha was so agitatad that his ayas graw taary. “It’s baan tan yaars. Fan, you ara finally willing to