Reborn 1980's Petite Wife

Chapter 337 Must Divorce
Aunt Zhao has long been chilled by Zhao Guixiang, the younger sister who has hurt her several times.

However, seeing Zhao Guixiang in the ward with a bandage on his head and a pale face, she still felt very uncomfortable.

"I can't do anything about it, I'd better find Yang Minguang."

Although Yang Minguang filed for divorce, he hasn't divorced yet.

Zhao Guixiang is his wife, so he has to take care of this matter.

"Then Jiaren and I will go find Yang Minguang..." Yan Xin glanced at the woman in the ward, and said, "Old sister, you should take a look at her here first."

"In-law, I'm bothering you again this time." Aunt Zhao said apologetically.

"We are a family, so there is no need to say these polite words."

Yan Xin comforted her, and led her granddaughter and Yang Xiang away together.

Yan Xin really didn't want to meddle in Zhao Guixiang's affairs, but Aunt Zhao couldn't.

Rather than staying in the hospital to take care of an annoying woman, she would rather meet someone she didn't know.

The School of Animal Husbandry hadn't started yet, and the school seemed a little deserted.

Yang Minguang lives on the second floor of the staff dormitory of the school.

After registering at the door, the three of them soon found the place where Yang Minguang lived.

"A great river... with broad waves..."

As soon as I went up to the second floor, the sound of singing and the accompaniment of the organ could be faintly heard in the corridor.

According to the house number provided by the guard, the three found that the singing came from Yang Minguang's room.

dong dong dong-

A knock on the door interrupted the singing in the house, and soon someone came to open the door.

"You look for..."

It was Yang Minguang who opened the door.

After seeing Yan Xin, he hesitated, but when he saw his son Yang Xiang who was following him, the expression on his face immediately became complicated.

"Yang Xiang, what are you doing here?" Yang Minguang frowned and asked.

Yang Xiang pursed his lips and said nothing, Yan Xin said: "Mr. Yang, we are here to talk to you about your wife Zhao Guixiang, can we go in and talk?"

"I have nothing to talk about." Yang Minguang stood at the door, the door was only opened a crack, and he didn't intend to let Yan Xin and the others in.

Yang Minguang's tone was very indifferent: "I have already submitted an application to the school leaders, and when the approval is approved after the start of school, I will divorce Zhao Guixiang."

Yan Xin: "..."

"Teacher Yang... what's wrong?"

A gentle voice came from the room, and the stern look on Yang Minguang's face softened, and he turned his head and said, "It's all right."

Hearing the voice in the room, the silent Yang Xiang became a little angry, and asked, "Dad, what do you mean? Who is in the room?"

If the father can't bear the mother's "calculating others" as a divorce, Yang Xiang can't say anything as a son.

But if his father had other women outside, then Yang Xiang couldn't bear it.

"Who is in the room is none of your business! Take care of yourself!" Yang Minguang reprimanded sharply.

"Why didn't I take care of myself? I want to see now, have you taken care of yourself!"

Yang Xiang became suspicious, pushed open the door and rushed in.

There is only one room, and the furnishings are clear at a glance.

At this time, a woman was standing by the window, she was immersed in the music with a score in her hand.

Seeing Yang Xiang rushing in, the woman took a step back in shock, then looked to Yang Minguang for help: "Mr. Yang, this is..."

Yang Minguang strode in front of the woman, making the three who came squint their eyes at the same time.

"Dad! You divorced my mother just because of this woman?! Are you going too far?" Yang Xiang glanced at the woman protected by his father. The woman looked quite young. Not more than 40 years old.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Teacher Zhang is here to practice singing with me! I divorced your mother, and I have nothing to do with her." Yang Minguang scolded straightforwardly: "It's you, why don't you go to work and come here?"

"Go to work?" Yang Xiang smiled wryly, and asked with sarcasm in his eyes, "Don't you know that I entered the police station during the Chinese New Year? Do you think the factory will still want me?"

"This is the consequence of listening to your mother!" Yang Minguang didn't feel sorry for his son at all, and said in a cold voice, "Follow her, I won't be surprised if you go to jail!"

"You—" Yang Xiang didn't expect his father to say such heartless words.

Xu Jiaren finally knew why Zhao Guixiang begged her.

It turned out that Yang Minguang didn't care about Zhao Guixiang's mother and son at all.

Otherwise, with Yang Minguang's relationship at the police station, Yang Xiang and Yang Yuan wouldn't be locked up during the New Year, at least one of them could be released on bail.

Yang Minguang obviously didn't want to talk about this with his son, so he said impatiently: "If you have nothing else to do, then go, don't hinder my rehearsal!"

Yang Xiang looked at his father with a sneer, and asked, "Is it affecting your rehearsal?! Or is it preventing you from having sex with this wild woman!?"

Snapped--

The crisp voice fell on Yang Xiang's face.

This slap was not light, and five fingerprints appeared on Yang Xiang's face instantly.

"Apologize to Teacher Zhang immediately!" Yang Minguang roared angrily.

In Xu Jiaren's impression, Yang Minguang has always been amiable and cheerful.

Even if it was at that time that he broke up with Aunt Zhao, he was just black and didn't mean to quarrel.

Yang Minguang has the arrogance of a scholar in his bones, and always feels that quarrels are insulting to gentlemen.

But now...

Not only did he beat his own son, but the way he roared was quite powerful.

It was the first time Xu Jiaren saw such a rough Yang Minguang.

It was also the first time Yang Xiang saw his father like this.

He covered his red and swollen face, and looked at the man in disbelief: "You hit me for a woman?"

Ever since he was a child, Yang Minguang never got angry with his four children.

This is the first time.

Yang Minguang's eyes darkened, and he said again: "You apologize to Teacher Zhang immediately!"

"No apology! She ruined our house, and I have to apologize to her?"

Yang Xiang was extremely angry: "My mother is still in the hospital! You are here singing with other women! You beat me! You——you are such a bastard!"

After speaking, Yang Xiang turned around and rushed out.

Yang Minguang's face turned blue and red alternately. Due to the other two people, he suppressed his temper and asked, "Excuse me, are you—"

After arguing for a long time, he still didn't know who the woman who came with his son was.

Yan Xin also adjusted her emotions, and said calmly: "I am Yan Xin, the grandmother of Jiaren, who is Aunt Zhao's in-laws. I am here this time for your wife Zhao Guixiang."

After Yan Xin finished speaking, the woman behind Yang Minguang said, "Mr. Yang, I'm going back to the dormitory first. Let's rehearse tomorrow."

"Mr. Zhang, you don't have to go. My side will finish soon."

Yang Minguang took the arm of the woman behind him with one hand, turned his head and said, "Go back and tell Zhao Guixiang that I must leave this marriage. No matter who she finds, I will not change my mind."

Yan Xin glanced at Yang Minguang, holding the woman's hand, and said with a light smile, "I think you may have misunderstood. I'm not here to be a lobbyist. I'm here to tell you that Zhao Guixiang committed suicide."

(End of this chapter)