sir, let's get a divorce

Chapter 15 Shangqiao Baideng newspaper declares that I am not cheating
Auntie's words are rough, but there is still truth.

Many people agreed, and they were very critical of Luoqiao.

At this moment, Luoqiao wished he could find a crack in the ground and get in.

However, the aunt has a hulking back and stands in front of her, and she can be pushed back with a single slap.

She had no chance of running away.

"What are you going to do to let us go? Do you want us to lose our jobs to be happy?" Luo Qiao had no chance of winning against the aunt, so he could only pinch Wen Yan, a soft-looking persimmon.

Wen Yan smiled, not knowing where it gave people the illusion of being easy to bully.

"Wen Yan, in fact, I sympathized with you at first, and I also felt that what I did was a little out of character."

Luo Qiao raised his chin, his eyes showed stubbornness: "But now I realize how vicious you are."

She said: "From the beginning, you were deliberately calculating, right? Divorce first to occupy the moral high ground, and then write a report letter to the school to get us expelled. You must be very proud now, right? You despicable villain!"

"That's an interesting thing to say."

Wen Yan looked at the person expressionlessly: "It seems that during the duration of my marriage with him, the two of you disregarded morals and ethics, huddled together on the bed, and wished to invite everyone to watch the scene at the same time and spread the world's publicity... I forced you same as yours."

Luo Qiao was still an intern when he was having an affair with Shang Qiaobai.

Shang Qiaobai was her teacher.

"We can't help it because of love! Wen Yan, don't think dirty, just look at everything dirty!"

Luo Qiao glanced at Wen Yan with some contempt: "However, a woman like you, who can't read a single word, doesn't know what love is, what is the fusion and collision of souls..."

"No matter how illiterate I am, I understand a truth."

Wen Yan said lightly: "How unkind and ungrateful he can be to me now, how mean and ungrateful he can be to you in the future. He can get tired of me and go looking for you who thinks he is new. It will expire. Maybe it's because of old age and fading, maybe it's tired of bed sex... You may not have a better ending than me."

She smiled and said, "At least I'm going to break it. I'm willing to divorce him and kick this unfaithful and unclean man. What about you? Are you willing to waste all your time?"

"Impossible! Professor Shang will never abandon me!"

Luoqiao gave him a vicious gouged look: "I'm different from you."

She said proudly: "I have an education, culture, and the ability to support myself. I'm not a country woman like you who only hangs around the pot at home."

"Then we'll wait and see."

Wen Yan didn't want to argue with such a person.

However, Luo Qiao stopped her from leaving: "Wen Yan! Stop wishing for wealth! You don't even have children and are divorced. Do you still want him to pay you alimony?"

She said urgently: "No matter how many despicable schemes you do, you will never succeed! You can't take anything from Professor Shang!"

"Then what are you in a hurry for?" Wen Yan smiled.

Luo Qiao choked.

She stood there, speechless for a long time.

Wen Yan, on the other hand, began to think carefully about the post-divorce matters.

Her and Shang Qiaobai's married property has not yet been divided.

Not sure what to do next...

Stay here, or leave.

If she sues now, she will probably get enough money to live on.

Luo Qiao didn't know when he left.

The crowd had already dispersed.

Life seems to be the same as before.

It can be heard that Yan always feels that there is something different...

For example, when you go downstairs to buy things, you will always hear someone whispering: "You said that mistress is not very good-looking, neither as beautiful nor as temperamental as her. Why did her husband cheat and divorce?"

"Who knows! But divorce is not necessarily a person's fault."

It's not easy to turn your head and rush in front of people with such whispered discussions, and ask loudly: "Who are you talking about?"

Wen Yan felt that it was necessary for her to contact Sheng Yi...

"Ms. Wen, it's like this. We did think about hiring you to be in charge of our Russian section."

The editor-in-chief of Shengyi was a little surprised by Wen Yan's call, but he also told the truth: "But at present, Ms. Wen, your reputation seems to be inconsistent with our requirements..."

"Mine, wind review?" Wen Yan was quite surprised.

The editor-in-chief of Sheng Yi said: "You didn't read the newspaper? When Jiang Chen came back from the capital, he brought me a copy of the Capital Times. He also suggested that I think carefully..."

He was silent for a while: "To be honest, I really appreciate your ability, but if I had to choose, I wouldn't take such a big risk."

Wen Yan immediately went to look through the newspapers he bought a few days ago.

See above soon, an interview report about Shang Qiaobai.

The big characters read: I am not cheating. In fact, Wen Yan is just a wife unilaterally appointed by my family. We didn’t even get a marriage certificate at the beginning. She lived in my house for many years, and I kept holding her. As a younger sister, who knows in the end...

It's so clean to evade.

Wen Yan looked at it and smiled.

The editor-in-chief of Sheng Yi on the other end of the phone continued: "Also, I have also inquired with the publishing house in the capital..."

The editor-in-chief of Shengyi paused slightly: "So, I'm sorry, Ms. Wen, that invitation..."

"I see."

Wen Yan didn't ask people to continue talking.

Going on, it's nothing more than embarrassing yourself.

Gossip doesn't care what is right or wrong.

Of course, she can also go over with the invitation, Sheng Yi has no way to reject it directly, even if she doesn't want to, she has to arrange for her to join the job.

But after that...

After all, there are reasons to fire her.

Wen Yan really wanted to hang up the phone right away, and yelled "I don't want to stay here, I have a place to stay here" but in the end he succumbed to the reality and asked humbly and politely, "The manuscript fee before that..."

"My side has already paid you the normal settlement, but the financial side probably needs to go through some procedures, and it should be in your account by the end of the month at the latest."

When the editor-in-chief of Shengyi mentioned the translated manuscript, he couldn't help being a little more friendly: "Your translation is really good..."

It's a pity that such a thing was put on the table.

Wen Yan was much more optimistic, knowing that the money could be obtained, he was very grateful.

When I hung up the phone, I became dazed again...

Since the divorce, the calmness she thought she had had gradually approached the brink of collapse amid losing her job again and again.

A person blew the wind on the roof for a long time until night fell.

Thinking about going down to eat a bowl of wontons, when I walked downstairs, I suddenly remembered... the breakfast shop has closed.

The boss took his wife back to his hometown.

Wen Yan's mood suddenly collapsed.

Thinking of climbing up to the tenth floor later, the trip down was for nothing...

It feels like everything in this world is against her.

You can't eat what you want, you can't get what you want.

woohoo...

From being silent to suppressing the voice, to completely uncontrollable collapse and crying.

"Who! It's late at night, why are you crying and howling! If you want to quarrel, go home and quarrel, do you want someone to sleep in the middle of the night!"

The sudden burst of shouting made Wen Yan forget how to cry, and stared blankly at the door that made the sound.

"Do you want Kleenex?"

The sudden extra voice next to her woke her up in a daze.

Wen Yan shook his head, wiped his eyes with his hand a few times: "No, thank you."

She lowered her head, not wanting others to see her embarrassment.

He fled in a hurry, not even daring to turn his head.

When I got outside, I realized that the lights in the breakfast shop were on again.

She was in a trance thinking that she had traveled back to the past again, and took out her phone to check the time.

2002年09月08日下午18:03……

I was scolded just now, and I thought it was eleven or twelve o'clock at night.

She went over to eat a bowl of small wontons.

Listening to the boss talking about the trivial things about not being able to go back to his hometown with his wife: "...I rented this house for three years, and the business was good, so I renewed the lease for another five years. I was worried that the business would be good. The rent will be raised, but now it has become a burden that cannot be shaken off."

The lease of the breakfast shop is still more than two years away. The owner of the shop wants to terminate the contract early. The landlord demands double compensation for breach of contract, otherwise the contract will expire.

If the negotiation fails, they can only hold their noses and come back to continue doing business here...

"But some time ago, I had already posted the notice of the closure of business. How many people are still here now? The business is dismal." The shop owner mumbled for a while.

"It will be fine."

Wen Yan comforted the store owner with a smile, as if encouraging himself.

It will be fine……

everything will get better.

After paying for the wontons, Wen Yan walked aimlessly on the street.

Tired from walking, I simply sat down on the curb to rest.

The No. 209 night bus came slowly and stopped in front of Wen Yan.

She didn't move, and the car didn't leave.

As soon as she stood up, the car started.

The car door was opened, as if inviting her to get in the car...

She didn't move, and the car still didn't go.

Wen Yan suddenly felt that if he didn't get in the car, he would let others' car wait here for so long.

Thinking about it, she has nowhere to go, she doesn't even have a TV at home, and at this moment, there are so many mobile phones that don't even have snakes.

He simply took out a coin and got into the car.

I didn't know until I got in the car, it's the first place here...

Just waiting for the official departure time.

Wen Yan was embarrassed for a while, but he couldn't get out of the car early.

After all, the money was spent.

She went straight to the back of the car and sat down by the window.

Today's capital is actually not that prosperous.

The roadside scenery is nothing to see.

It's just good for a daze.

Until the words "Beijing University" fell into her eyes.

She remembered that Capital University also had correspondence classes.

(End of this chapter)