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As Ke Wenjie met Tong Le's gaze, he slowly blinked, his personality and dignity completely shattered. He had thoroughly crossed his own bottom line, continuing to seek reconciliation. What must I do for you to not divorce me?
Beside him, Zhang Huizhi was frantic. "Why not get a divorce! Divorce, son! Look at how she treats you now; do you really want to continue living with her? Just get a divorce!"
Tong Le turned her attention to Zhang Huizhi, her smile still calm. "What’s wrong? Can’t handle a little setback? Compared to the years of torment you inflicted on me, this is nothing—just half of your usual level. You can set fire to the state but can’t light a lamp for the common folk?"
At this moment, Ke Wenjie realized that it was no longer suitable to negotiate; otherwise, Tong Le would continue to make things difficult for the mother and son.
He spoke up, "In the next couple of days, I’ll look for a new house—one that you like—and then we can move in together. I know you resent me right now, but I can change."
Ke Wenjie stood up and said, "I’ll contact you tomorrow." He forcibly pulled Zhang Huizi's arm and left the company.
Watching the two of them enter the elevator, Tong Le felt no sense of accomplishment. On the contrary, she believed Ke Wenjie should be planning another move.
At the office building downstairs, Ke Wenjie and Zhang Huizhi stood by the road. Zhang Huizhi pounded her chest in frustration. "Why are you bowing down to her? Get a divorce! If you divorce her, she won’t pursue the matter of you misappropriating company funds! We could still go after Zong Zeyu for severance pay! Are you out of your mind, son?"
Ke Wenjie's expression darkened. "Zong Zeyu won’t give us much money. After all these years at Tongshan Real Estate, I've learned one thing: no amount of money can compare to social circles and connections! The only reason I could earn money was due to the various connections left by Tong Le's father; otherwise, I would never have been recognized in this field."
Zhang Huizhi nervously asked, "So what are you going to do?"
Ke Wenjie pondered aloud. "As long as we don’t get divorced, there’s still a chance for a comeback. Tongshan Real Estate still holds significant value. Now that Tong Le is pregnant with Zong Zeyu's child, once that child is safely born, it will be a living threat to Zong Zeyu—a lifelong source of leverage!"
Zhang Huizhi frowned deeply. "Can Tong Le really continue living with you?"
A sinister look crossed Ke Wenjie’s face. "If she doesn’t want to live with me, then let her become paralyzed! Let her be disabled! She’ll spend her life by my side like He Shui Xian, Lan Qingqing’s mother—a useless person lying in bed forever while I remain her legal husband."
Zhang Huizhi was baffled. "If she’s paralyzed, you still want to live with her? Not getting a divorce?"
Ke Wenjie coldly smiled. "A paralyzed person is no different from an animal and poses no threat at all. I will make sure she gives birth to that child. Tong Le and I are legally married; that child must call me 'Dad!' Once her child is born, I’ll have her paralyzed in bed. At that point, I’ll be raising Zong Zeyu’s flesh and blood—Zong Family will have no choice but to bow down to me!"
Zhang Huizhi suddenly understood. "Isn't that how it goes? Use the emperor to command the lords?"
Meanwhile, at Zong Group.
In Zong Jin's office, Zong Zeyu stood beside the desk, leaning against it as he addressed Zong Jin inside. "Have you looked over the acquisition plan for Tongshan Real Estate?"
Zong Jin was busy signing documents and replied absentmindedly, "Yes, just contact the Legal Department; if everything checks out, we can proceed."
After capping his pen, Zong Jin looked puzzled. "Last time Dao Wen suggested I pursue her, but she still hasn’t replied to my WeChat messages. Is there any way around this?"
Zong Zeyu's expression twisted in disbelief. "So your idea of pursuing her is just sending her messages and waiting for her to reply?"
Zong Jin took a deep breath. "I can't act recklessly right now; I'm afraid she'll get annoyed with me."
Zong Zeyu smirked slightly. "Maybe you should just stay single then. Being single isn't so bad."
Zong Jin looked at him earnestly. "Being single isn't good; I want to date her."
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