I am happy to be a mother in my 80s, but the factory director’s wife is ruined

Chapter 100 Do You Want a Divorce?

The hairpin given by Shen Mingli was not only insufficient, but the style was outdated. Sang Yu had long wanted to throw it away.

The reason why we chose today was to ensure that Xi Zheng could see it.

Aunt Sun twitched the corner of her mouth, why buy it if you can't use it?What a waste of money!

She was about to put it away quietly when she heard Sang Yu say, "Aunt Sun, it seems to me that your clip is quite old. Why don't you take it and use it? It looks like it matches you well."

"Give it to me?" Aunt Sun touched her hair. In order to make it easier to work, her hair is always tied up on the back of her head. The style of this hairpin is a bit younger, but everyone loves beauty.

"If you don't like it, forget it, they will be thrown away anyway." Sang Yu said in a lazy tone.

"My wife said so, so I'll accept it."

Aunt Sun was glad that she asked. If she had just picked it up and put it on her head, it would be bad if Sang Yu saw it.

She happily took the hairpin and went into the bathroom. Xi Zheng came over and said, "Isn't that your favorite thing? Don't want it anymore?"

Sang Yu had already seen him from the reflection on the TV screen, but she still looked surprised and raised her eyebrows slightly, "Have I said that I like him? Why do you always take Sang Wenli's words seriously?"

"..."

Xi Zheng seemed to see the word mocking in her eyes.

He took a deep breath and said, "Come to the study."

It’s finally time to have a good talk…

Sang Yu knew that sooner or later this would happen, but she still couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

Once the negotiation is concluded, the trust between her and Xi Zheng will be improved to a higher level, but if the negotiation breaks down, Xi Zheng will probably feel that she is too scheming and will not dare to trust her casually anymore.

Xi Zheng stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, his slender back looking a little lonely.

Hearing Sang Yu close the door, he turned around and looked at the girl in front of him quietly.

"Is our mother's health feeling better?" After a long time, Xi Zheng finally spoke.

"Yes." Yesterday, Sang Yu dropped by Tongzilou. The gauze on Xing Guilian's head had been removed and there was nothing uncomfortable. "My family has a lot of expenses this month, and I didn't buy anything. When you go back next time, Just pick it yourself.”

Sang Yu felt that even if she bought meat, it might not end up in Xing Guilian's mouth.

These words directly touched Xi Zheng's pain point, and he frowned slightly, "This is the only way."

Sang Yu was very polite, "Thank you for having such a heart."

Xi Zheng felt as if he had been stabbed in the heart:...

"Actually, the person who should say thank you the most is me." He looked at Sang Yu with a deep look, "Boyang said that you were the one taking care of An An when I didn't come back. Not only did I not thank you, but..."

Sang Yu tilted her head, what else?
Xi Zheng pursed his lips, "I called home when I came back, and Aunt Sun told me that An An was hospitalized. She was the only one there when I rushed to the hospital, so I thought... what you just said was right, I shouldn’t take someone else’s word for it.”

At this point, no matter how many explanations you give, it is just to excuse yourself. Xi Zheng said in frustration, "I wrongly blamed you."

He was already very anxious when he heard that An An was sick, and mistakenly thought that Sang Yu ignored his instructions, which led to a series of misunderstandings later.

"That's what you called me here to say?" Sang Yu guessed that he would apologize, so she wasn't too surprised. "Care leads to chaos. I can understand that you are worried about An An, but I hope you can understand that since I agreed You will never break your promise."

"..." This time it was indeed his lack of consideration. No matter how bad Sang Yu was in the past, she has corrected herself now. Xi Zheng clearly sees this. She also likes An An and Bai Yang. She really shouldn't doubt Sang Yu anymore. Yu.

Thinking of this, he took out a piece of paper from the bottom of the book, put it on the table and tapped it, "Look at this."

Is this the letter that Xi collected that day?

Sang Yu stepped forward, opened the paper and saw that it was actually written for herself.

The content of the letter probably means that he knows that Sang Yu can't help himself and wants to have a good chat with Sang Yu. He also hopes that when they meet, Sang Yu can wear the hairpin he gave her before to prove Sang Yu's identity. I still have myself in my heart.

The signature is Shen Mingli.

How did Shen Mingli know that she lived here?

Sang Yu quickly thought of Sang Wenli - she knew that there was something weird about that hairpin, but luckily she had disposed of it just now.

Seeing that she had finished reading, Xi Zheng stared at Sang Yu with his deep eyes, as if he wanted to see some clues from the latter's expression.

Sang Yu raised her eyes, "So, are you doubting me now?"

Xi Zheng did not deny it, "Who is Shen Mingli?"

"Isn't it written in the letter? The owner of that hairpin."

"So what's his relationship with you?" His voice was calm, as if he was prepared for the worst.

"It doesn't matter." Sang Yu re-folded the letter and put it gently on the table, "I admit that before marrying you, I considered other men, but after we got married, Shen Mingli and I were completely cut off. As for why he would I’m not very clear about writing such a letter.”

"Since we broke it off, why do you still keep the letter he wrote to you?" Xi Zheng paused, "It's in your drawer."

"You rummaged through my things?"

"I just don't want to wrong you."

It would have been too hasty to convict based on just one letter, so Xi Zheng did not question Sang Yu on the spot until he saw what was in her drawer.

How many men in the world can tolerate their wife hiding someone else in her heart?

"But didn't you still wrong me?" Sang Yu couldn't help but lower her voice, "Do you think I would be so stupid as to have someone deliver the letter directly to my home?"

Xi Zheng didn't say anything. He was scratching his head these past few days. At one moment he felt that he should believe Sang Yu, and at another moment he wondered if it was because he had neglected her that she couldn't think about it.

"I don't know." Xi Zheng's Adam's apple rolled twice, and his mouth tasted a bit bitter, "As long as you explain, I can believe you."

"Then what if something similar happens again next time? Are you going to doubt me again?"

"..."

"If you really think so, let's separate as soon as possible." Sang Yu clenched her palms, "I don't care about your so-called promise. Anyway, my dad doesn't like me. Even if he knew, he wouldn't embarrass you. Maybe you You can find someone better.”

She had to admit that having money gave her the confidence to speak. Today was different from the past. Even if she divorced Xi Zheng now, she wouldn't be afraid of not having a place to go, and maybe she could live a more comfortable life.

Xi Zheng's pupils trembled, "You want a divorce?" Did he force someone to do this?
"I married you, but I didn't sell it to you. Can't I still divorce you?"

Although the reputation of divorced people in this era may be bad, there is nothing unusual about a man who doesn't believe in his wife. If Sang Wenli likes it, just give it to her!

(End of this chapter)