sir, let's get a divorce

Chapter 9 Wen Yan is plotting the property of the Shang family

"You are crazy!"

Yang Ping's voice was sharp, and then she seemed to have discovered some great secret: "You are the one who reported Qiao Bai! Wen Yan, how can you be so vicious! Do you still think that Qiao Bai is your husband? You are so What good can you get by ruining his future?"

She was very angry: "You are harming others and benefiting yourself, do you know that!"

"Sorry." Wen Yan said lightly: "I didn't report it."

She held the phone, expressionless: "I've been busy looking for a new house these days, so I haven't taken care of it yet."

Yang Ping was slightly taken aback.

"Otherwise, we should be in court now." Wen Yan said.

Yang Ping was shocked: "What are you going to court for?!"

Immediately, she couldn't help but furiously said: "You can't control the man yourself, and you still want to sue him? Have you lost your mind and gone crazy? Wen's family is this kind of tutor?"

"The Shang family's tutor is nothing more than that!" Speaking of his family, Wen Yan's face became a little cold: "Ms. Yang, if you came to me today just to tell me these far-fetched things, then we don't have anything to waste." The phone bill is necessary."

She said: "However, thank you very much for telling me the good news that Shang Qiaobai was reported. I will go to the vegetable market to buy more vegetables later, and celebrate."

Yang Ping was a little dumbfounded.

Wen Yan has always been gentle... Even when he first came here, he was mostly lively and never so mean.

What happened to her?
beep……

Before Yang Ping could say anything, Wen Yan hung up the phone.

"Hey, you..." Yang Ping looked at her husband next to her: "What's wrong with her? Has she lost her mind and gone crazy? She actually talked to me like that, and even hung up on me..."

Shang Duan smiled: "I told you a long time ago, don't make this call, you just don't listen, it's all right now, have you hit a wall?"

He said: "Qiao Bai didn't control herself for a while. It's normal for her to have resentment in her heart. No one is a saint. If there is no resentment at all, then there will be problems."

"You're the only one who can say sarcastic remarks!" Yang Ping glared at him.

Shang Duan said innocently: "How can I be sarcastic? I'm discussing the matter for you, and I'll help you analyze it! Back then, I touched the servant's hand a lot, didn't you dismiss him on the spot? You didn't even have a salary Send it to others..."

"You still make sense, don't you?" Yang Ping stared at the person: "What's the matter, are you still thinking about that little wave hoof?"

"I didn't..." Shang Duan hastily separated the relationship, but he didn't want to lose his age and be sued by his wife to go to his father.

The old man is very feudal.

If the old man finds out about his bad style, he will be beaten and unable to get out of bed for three to five months.

He smiled and said: "I'm already old, so naturally my heart and eyes are all about you."

"Don't be poor with me here!" Yang Ping glared at him, her tone finally softened, and there was even a hint of a sweet smile at the corner of her mouth.

Shang Duan took another look at the wrinkles that appeared at the corners of Yang Ping's eyes, pursed his lips, and said: "Women really like to listen to good things no matter what age they are."

Yang Ping looked at him: "Do you have any ideas? I don't think you are worried about your son at all."

"It's his business, why am I in a hurry." It's not my business.

Shang Duan muttered, but he didn't say what Gong Huo said: "It's not easy to ask Wen Yan to help? Think about it, what is she most lacking after leaving the Shang family?"

"What?" Yang Ping looked puzzled.

Shang Duan lifted his chin a little proudly, and softly uttered a word: "Money!"

"money?"

"That's right." Shang Duan lit a cigarette, ignored Yang Ping's wrinkled nose, took two puffs, whetted his wife's appetite, and then said slowly: "My friend at the law firm told me that Wen Yan last week I went to them once and consulted about the division of property in divorce."

He snorted twice: "If she wasn't short of money, why would she think of asking this? She was clearly thinking about the property of the Shang family! When she married our son, the old man was very generous and gave two sets of downtown The house and three facades! And the land in the western suburbs, all under Wen Yan’s name!”

"But the house and the facade are not all in my hands..." Yang Ping frowned slightly: "I have always collected the rent."

The second day after Wen Yan and Shang Qiaobai got married, she asked for the real estate certificate and keys.

How could things from the Shang family fall into the hands of someone with a foreign surname...

"But in name, this house belongs to Wen Yan, as long as she wants to take it back, she can sue you at any time!" Shang Duan said.

As the old man's own son, he is the only one!
The old man never gave him any good things, and he restricted his pocket money every now and then...

His son is about to give birth to a son, and the pocket money in his hand will be controlled by his father...

In the future, I will really become a grandfather, and I don't know how to be ashamed.

Shang Duan thought melancholy.

But Yang Ping couldn't help but said in a hurry: "Then what should I do? The house and facade have appreciated a lot now, and I heard that they will continue to increase in value in two years..."

As she spoke, she suddenly remembered something: "Wen Yan was only eighteen when he first came to our house, and his son was not in good health at that time, so the old man was afraid of delaying her, so he waited until she was 20 years old, and his son recovered Only then did the two of them go to get the certificate... Apart from a handwritten marriage letter, there was no relationship between them!"

The marriage certificates are old calendars from what age... Only an ignorant woman from the countryside like Wen Yan would believe this kind of thing and take care of Shang Qiaobai for so long without complaint.

When Yang Ping thought of these things, she couldn't help feeling a little more disdainful.

"They're not married, so this gift is too much to count, right? Wen Yan, can she come to us to ask for it?" She relaxed her tone, obviously not in such a hurry.

Shang Duan glared at her: "If you say you are stupid, you still don't believe it! It's just that you are not married! Why did the old man give Wen Yan the real estate and land when the two of them didn't get the certificates? Was it just to give her money? Face, dowry?"

He snorted: "If the old man only gives it after the two of them get the certificate, this matter will be easier to handle! Our son will get half of the score at least, and even if there is a lawsuit, we can slowly argue, and it will be nothing for three to five years." question."

"Wouldn't it be better for her now?" Yang Ping suddenly became dissatisfied: "The old man is really old, what are he doing... so confused."

Shang Duan said confidently: "No."

"Do you have an idea?" Yang Ping looked at him.

Shang Duan nodded and hummed: "What Wen Yan lacks most now is money. Without money, she will never even think about gaining a foothold in the capital! Even if she wants to get back the real estate, we can slowly argue with others, as long as the lawsuit lasts for one day. Fighting, she can't take any of this house, this facade, this land."

He smiled and said: "For a lawsuit, you have to have money to spend time with us, so as long as she cuts off her money, I'm not afraid that she won't come and give in."

"Break her money? Why?" Yang Ping looked at the person puzzled: "What kind of money can she have, a country girl who can't read big characters."

"You don't know big characters, you look at people in the door!" Shang Duan glanced at people: "Her father was assigned to the former Soviet Union, and she lived with the past for a few years. Later, her father was killed and her mother disappeared. Only then was he sent back to Wen’s family in the countryside.”

"So what, it's not that I haven't been to school, and I don't have a degree..." Yang Ping couldn't hide her contempt.

Shang Duan snorted and said, "So she is very capable, and found herself a job as a Russian translator. A friend of mine from a magazine said that Wen Yan can earn thousands of yuan in translation fees every month. Only do it a few days a month!"

"So much?" Yang Ping was slightly startled.

Shang Qiaobai's salary is only 320 yuan and [-] cents.

"Of course!" Shang Duan said confidently: "However, she can't find a job as a translator now, I have already greeted all my friends in the magazines in the capital, and no one will use her. "

Shang Duan smiled quite complacently: "What's the use of being strong? It's not about losing authority and relationships! You just wait. When she comes to beg you, then let her go to Qiao Bai School, let alone clarifying that Qiao Bai's cheating is purely false, even if she is told that she is the one who cheated, she will have to run happily."

"You still have some use." Yang Ping instantly felt relieved.

Shang Duan has no skills, like mud that can't support the wall.

But there are many friends.

Yang Ping frowned, and said with a smile, "Then I'll wait for her to beg me."

At that time, we must take good care of her prestige.

How dare you hang up on her phone!
"But the son's matter will not be delayed, right? I heard that the school has started an investigation..." Yang Ping couldn't help but worry again.

Shang Duan said: "Don't worry, Wen Yan will come to beg you in a few days! She has been pampered by the Shang family for so many years, and suddenly she left with no money and no job. She can carry it for a few days ? The school’s investigation will take two or three months to come up with results, and the parties must be given time to operate, so they can’t be convicted directly.”

Yang Ping was completely relieved.

As soon as Wen Yan bought vegetables and returned home, he received a call from Shenghai Translation Factory.

"...Do you mean that you are willing to pay 50.00% of the manuscript fee as a deposit, and ask me to translate books for you?" She asked with some uncertainty.

The other person quickly replied: "Yes, Ms. Wen, our editor-in-chief has read a few manuscripts you translated, and thinks that only you can translate these books, so that the classics will not be destroyed! So I hope you can think about it, and the reward is not a problem." !"

(End of this chapter)