sir, let's get a divorce

Chapter 16 Who Allowed You to Divorce?
Shang family.

Shang Qiaobai knelt on the ground, his head slumped, his face still swollen with slap marks.

Shang's father and Shang's mother did not dare to show their anger, and stood aside like a quail.

"Who allowed you to divorce!"

The old man of the Shang family roared angrily: "You still have the face to publish in the newspaper? Why, do you want to issue another statement and directly sever ties with me, the feudal patriarch who arranged marriages!"

Shang Qiaobai didn't dare to say anything.

The old man almost knocked out his teeth with a slap.

He is obviously very old, and his strength is stronger than his father...

"Speak to me! Are you dumb?" Mr. Shang said angrily.

Shang Qiaobai defended in a low voice: "I didn't want a divorce."

"What about the newspaper? Didn't you send it out?" Mr. Shang gave him a gouging look.

Father Shang couldn't help but stood up and said, "Dad, it's me... I found someone to distribute the newspaper."

He said: "This matter has already been in the newspapers, and even the school didn't save face for our family at all. If we don't explain a word, we don't have to make people laugh."

"That's right, Dad! Besides, Qiao Bai has already talked with the Capital University. If this matter doesn't happen, he will be able to officially join the job in a few days..."

When Yang Ping talked about this matter, her tone was quite resentful: "Then Wen Yan doesn't need to work after all. Even if she works, she can't do any high-end things. Most of them are just doing odd jobs. It's not like Qiao Bai needs to be respectable like this, and this is also an expedient measure for us."

"Damn!" Mr. Shang patted the sofa angrily, and scolded: "Do you still want to lose face? How did you say that? I'm so ashamed for you!"

Yang Ping pursed her lips, disapproving in her heart, but she didn't dare to say anything, she could only apologize for being careful with a smile on her face.

Old Master Shang glanced at Shang Qiaobai, and sighed long and hard: "It's okay to go to Beijing University, but to change the environment, it will save you from being talked about all the time."

As he spoke, he couldn't help warning with a straight face again: "But you have to remember, this kind of thing, one thing is not allowed and the other is not allowed! I will break off with that woman immediately! If I hear you do it again I'll break your legs for these nonsensical things! Do you hear me?"

"Listen, I heard..." Shang Qiaobai lowered his head, feeling helpless.

To the old man, he didn't dare to say a word of resistance.

When he was young, he was strictly disciplined, and it was only when his illness became more serious that his family pampered him a little more.

He was also very entangled with Luoqiao...

No matter what, Luo Qiao gave him the first time... Now this matter is even more troubled by the newspapers.

If they don't get married, I'm afraid it will cause a lot of random guesses. Luo Qiao is a fool, and he is just reckless and abandoned.

After all, there will be nothing to talk about.

Thinking of getting married...

There is always the shadow of Wen Yan lingering in his heart.

Every time he returned to that empty room, he would subconsciously call out to Wen Yan...

Especially from one to nine o'clock, he never drank superheated milk on time.

At that moment, he missed Wen Yan very much.
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A week later, Wen Yan received a call from Sheng Yi to pay for the manuscript.

She went to the bank to check, and there was a total of 950 yuan.

Plus her previous remaining deposits, she has almost 4 yuan in hand.

Buying a house is unlikely.

It is still possible to do some small-cost business.

In her previous life, she did a lot of chores for her livelihood...

At first, I didn't have much experience, no academic qualifications, and I couldn't do a decent job if I wanted to.

In order to earn more money, she wakes up early every morning to set up a stall to sell breakfast, goes to the construction site to carry big bags at noon, and then works as a night shift waiter, part-time dishwasher, cleaner...

During that time, she did a lot of work.

Later, the requirements for academic qualifications in various jobs became higher and higher. Even to be a waiter, you must have at least a high school education.

But let alone high school, she can't even get a primary school diploma.

In desperation, I had no choice but to set up a stall to do some small business.

When I go out to sell socks, earbags, gloves and so on in the twelfth lunar month of winter, my ears often turn red from the cold, as if they would shatter if touched.

That was the first time she felt that the capital could be so cold...

After all, life is easier, and I have savings, but I am tired of illnesses, and whenever it rains, my whole body hurts.

In this life, she doesn't plan to suffer from the loss of her education.

With some money from the bank, she went to inquire about the correspondence class of Capital University.

She couldn't help but feel lucky when she learned that the registration for the latest unified examination would be the day after tomorrow.

Almost missed it.

The exam was in October, so there wasn't much time left for her to review.

After inquiring about the registration process in detail, Wen Yan found the admission brochure for the correspondence class, checked the books that needed to be reviewed for self-study for the exam, went to the bookstore to find them, and then began to concentrate on reviewing and preparing for the exam.

Chinese and mathematics are still easy to say...

English is a headache for her.

I feel that the densely packed English letters are like the magic spell of Sun Monkey, and I will have a headache just looking at it.

She really doesn't know the slightest bit of this language...

(End of this chapter)