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Tong Le, carefree and oblivious, munched on her food while recalling something. Right, what about Lele? Has Ke Wenjie agreed to the divorce yet?
She shook her head. No, I’ve run into a bit of a dilemma. The situation with Zong Shi Yan Tuan has escalated; Ke Wenjie and Lan Qingqing's scandals have been thoroughly exposed. Ke Wenjie is now in a dead end, and from what I know of him, the worse things get, the more he won't let me go. So, getting a divorce is even harder now.
Zhou Ting asked curiously, Were those mass emails from Si Li sent out by Hou Yi? How did he manage that? It’s amazing!
Zong Zeyu explained, I consulted three computer experts to trace the email's origin, and it indeed turned out to be Hou Yi's handiwork. Although he tends to act recklessly without considering the consequences, this stunt was quite satisfying. I wonder where he got the video evidence; his motives are quite puzzling.
Tong Le cut in, Actually, he's not that hard to understand. He simply finds it entertaining. He enjoys watching situations spiral out of control and then reverse repeatedly. He likes solving math problems with multiple solutions to gain a sense of accomplishment.
Wu Youyou said, So what’s the next step? How can we expedite the divorce? Clearly, Hou Yi’s actions have complicated things further.
Zong Zeyu replied confidently, Don’t worry; I have a plan. Our wedding is just around the corner.
Tong Le choked on her water. Although everyone was aware of it, saying it so bluntly was still quite embarrassing.
Meanwhile, at home…
Ke Wenjie endured the pain as he ate half a bowl of bland noodles.
Zhang Huizhi sat across from him, feeling heartbroken. My son, seeing you like this truly pains me.
Ke Wenjie gently wiped his mouth with a damp tissue; even that simple action hurt terribly. His entire face was swollen, with a lump on the back of his head from being hit. The wounds in his mouth made eating anything other than plain boiled food impossible—no salt, spice, or oil could touch his lips.
He stared blankly at the table in silence, his mind a chaotic mess.
Zhang Huizhi comforted him, Son, if it gets too tough, we can go back to the countryside! I’ve consulted a lawyer who said I can sue to reclaim that piece of land Jin Feng took from us! If I get that land back, we can live off it in the countryside. How does that sound?
Ke Wenjie glared at her furiously. How much do you not believe in me? Do you think I’ll just curl up and hide? I've studied hard for so many years! I finally made it out! You want me to go back? Absolutely not! What I will have in the future will be far greater than what I've had before—hundreds or thousands of times more! I will not give up! It’s impossible!
Zhang Huizhi quickly replied, I know you have the ability, but with everything so chaotic right now and no money on hand, wouldn’t it be better for us to retreat to the countryside for a while and regroup?
At that moment, they heard the sound of the door opening; Lan Qingqing and Mo Kai Liang had returned.
Lan Qingqing and Mo Kai Liang were chatting and laughing. After spending an entire day at the casino under the protection of their newfound fame as newcomers, they had managed to win a staggering hundred thousand dollars!
Mo Kai Liang had witnessed firsthand the extravagant lifestyle of the wealthy. From the moment he stepped into the estate to experiencing the highs and lows at the gambling table and then receiving kneeling service at the hotel—it all stimulated his worldview!
He now understood why Lan Qingqing yearned for such a life: money was treated as nothing more than a tool to be squandered and freely spent as long as one had it.
As they entered the house, they contrasted sharply with Zhang Huizhi and Ke Wenjie’s gloomy faces.
Seeing Lan Qingqing's radiant expression only fueled Zhang Huizhi's anger. She slammed her hand on the table and stood up to scold them. You dare come back after such a huge incident? You still have time to enjoy yourself? Lan Qingqing, have you no shame?
Zhang Huizhi stepped forward two paces intending to snatch Lan Qingqing's handbag away. Lan Qingqing resisted fiercely while Mo Kai Liang helped block her.
Ke Wenjie looked at the chaotic scene at the entrance of his home, his voice cold. "Mo Kai Liang, you seem rather pleased right now. What's the matter? Am I in trouble, and that excites you?"
Mo Kai Liang fell silent, quickly wiping the expression off his face.
Ke Wenjie sneered sarcastically. "The medical report about your condition has already spread throughout the Zong Shi Yan Tuan. How can you still manage to smile? It seems you truly have no idea of your own worth!"
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