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"Ye Zhi-Jun, I know you're inside. Please come out, I beg you, I really have an urgent matter!" Yi Xiao-Li cried out, as Tang Zhi blocked her from entering.
She began to wail right at the door.
At that moment, Ye Fang-Fei came out just in time to catch Yi Xiao-Li's cries.
Tang Zhi was at a loss; he didn't want Ye Ting to see this but had no choice. He couldn't just let Yi Xiao-Li cry outside, could he? If he didn’t let her in, it wouldn’t be long before a crowd gathered to watch the commotion.
"What are you doing here, crying at my house during the New Year?" Ye Fang-Fei said unhappily as she heard Yi Xiao-Li's wails.
"Fei-Fei, woohoo!" Yi Xiao-Li sobbed, struggling to catch her breath.
The commotion outside was loud enough for those inside to hear.
Hao Chun-Ying furrowed her brow and listened for a while before saying to Ye Zhi-Jun and his grandfather, "I think I heard Yi Xiao-Li's voice. I need to go take a look."
As Hao Chun-Ying spoke, she set down her bowl and went out, followed by Ye Jian-Guo and Ye Zhi-Jun.
Seeing Yi Xiao-Li made Hao Chun-Ying furious. The thought of not being able to meet her granddaughter only added to her anger.
"You dare come here, Yi Xiao-Li? I don’t care what you’re here for! I don’t want to see you; get lost!" Hao Chun-Ying shouted as she pointed at Yi Xiao-Li.
At that moment, Ye Zhi-Jun also stepped out. Frowning, he asked, "What are you doing here?"
Upon seeing Ye Zhi-Jun come out, Yi Xiao-Li rushed over without hesitation. Crying, she pleaded, "Zhi-Jun, Zhi-Jun, please help me! I beg you!"
Ye Zhi-Jun was taken aback but quickly stepped aside.
"We're divorced now; I can't help you," he said. Seeing Yi Xiao-Li like this made him feel uneasy. After all, they had been married for several years. It was said that even a day as husband and wife created a bond of a hundred days; how could he possibly feel nothing for her?
But still, it was the same old story: no matter how much he cared, he couldn’t afford to support Yi Xiao-Li and her brother’s demands any longer.
"Zhi-Jun, please help me! My mom wants to sell me off to buy a job for my brother," she cried desperately. "If you just give her two hundred yuan, it would be enough for my brother's job. She won’t force me to marry that old man anymore."
"Zhi-Jun, listen! If you give my mom two hundred yuan, she will definitely agree to our remarriage," Yi Xiao-Li said with hopeful eyes fixed on him.
As soon as Ye Zhi-Jun heard about her brother again, annoyance washed over him.
"Yi Xiao-Li, I can’t help you! Why can’t you understand? Your mother is treating you like a cash cow!"
"Your older brother helped this time, what about next time? Will your second brother help you?"
"Just go back. We're divorced now, so don't look for me again," Ye Zijun said wearily.
"Zijun, my mom said that as long as my older brother finds a job, everything will be fine. Then my dad and he can earn a salary, and our family will be able to get by. I won't have to bring my salary home anymore."
"Zijun, this is the last time. Please help me just this once. After that, our little family can live well together." Yi Xiaoli thought about not having to send her salary back to her parents' home anymore, and a smile appeared on her face.
Ye Zijun was speechless and had no intention of saying anything more to her. There’s a saying: you can never wake someone who pretends to be asleep.
"Just go back. We're divorced now. I can't take care of your matters," Ye Zijun said, turning to head inside.
Unexpectedly, as he turned around, he saw Ye Ting standing on the steps at the door, his eyes red from crying as he looked at them.
"Tingting." Ye Zijun hurriedly stepped forward and picked up the child.
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