Chapter 7638
Let's get a divorce
Huang Buju covered his face, completely dumbfounded...
From childhood to adulthood, his father had always doted on him and never hit him, no matter what mistakes he made. But today, his father actually slapped him hard for the sake of an outsider and to quell Xiao Chen's anger!
Overwhelmed by resentment and fear, he was speechless, clenching his teeth and his eyes filled with even more resentment, yet he dared not utter a single word of rebuttal to his father.
Jiang Lanting was also stunned by the sudden slap. She collapsed to the ground, her lips trembling. She wanted to say something, but found that her throat was blocked by something, and she couldn't even say a complete sentence. She could only watch everything in front of her with despair in her heart.
After beating his son, Huang Dahai took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the anger and panic in his heart. He turned around and bowed deeply to Xiao Chen, his waist almost touching his knees, his tone extremely respectful:
"Mr. Xiao, the money has been transferred. Please check it. Do you think we could..."
Xiao Chen took out his phone, glanced at the payment notification sent by Zhang Ziren, nodded slightly, and said in a calm tone, "Alright, take your men and leave."
Huang Dahai felt as if he had been granted a pardon, and his face instantly showed the relief of surviving a disaster. He nodded quickly, walked to Huang Buju's side, carefully carried him on his back, and turned to walk out of the ward without daring to delay for a moment.
Huang Buju lay on his father's back, wanting to say something, to question his father about his cowardice, and to vent his dissatisfaction.
But when he met his father's cold and warning gaze, the words that were on the tip of his tongue were swallowed back. He could only clench his fists tightly, and the hatred in his heart grew deeper and deeper.
Just as they reached the door of the ward and were about to leave, Xiao Chen suddenly spoke, his tone calm but carrying a powerful sense of authority: "Huang Dahai."
Huang Dahai froze, his steps halting instantly, even his breathing becoming cautious. He slowly turned around, a fawning yet fearful smile on his face: "Mr. Xiao, is there anything else you need? Please tell me, and I will do my best!"
Xiao Chen raised his eyes, glanced at him indifferently, and said in a calm tone with an undeniable warning: "Keep your son in check."
"If there's a next time, it won't be as simple as two million. At that point, your Huang family will be completely finished."
Huang Dahai trembled with fright and nodded repeatedly, his tone firm: "Yes, yes, yes! Don't worry, Mr. Xiao, I will definitely keep him under control, lock him at home, and never let him go out and cause trouble again!"
Absolutely! There will absolutely not be a next time!
After saying that, he dared not linger any longer. Carrying Huang Buju on his back, he stumbled and left the ward as if a raging flood was chasing him.
Most people left, and the ward suddenly became quiet.
Jiang Lanting knelt there, her face filled with terror. Her once beautiful black hair was now bald, and her face was covered in scars, making her look quite ferocious.
The crucial point is that her leg is also broken, and no one is helping her. She wants to get out but can't. She wants to ask for help, but she finds that she can't say a word because she is too frightened.
Xiao Chen didn't even bother to look at the woman. He had done enough for today, and there was no need to interfere in the rest. He could leave it to Zhang Ziren.
"Zhang Ziren, you handle this woman. I won't get involved."
Zhang Ziren nodded. Jiang Lanting was once the woman he loved most, the woman he had always cherished. He was even willing to die for her.
But this woman not only betrayed him, but also conspired with her lover to beat him so badly that he became disabled. If it weren't for Xiao Chen, he might have even chosen to commit suicide.
Looking at Jiang Lanting, Zhang Ziren thought for a long time. He had initially felt sorry for Jiang Lanting, but now, the more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and the trace of pity in his heart completely disappeared.
Jiang Lanting's current situation is entirely her own doing, and has nothing to do with me. I don't need to feel sorry for her, much less wallow in self-pity.
"Jiang Lanting..."
As if gathering his courage, Zhang Ziren finally spoke.
Hearing Zhang Ziren call her name, Jiang Lanting's eyes lit up, as if she saw a possibility of being forgiven. She suddenly looked up at Zhang Ziren: "Husband, I was wrong, I really know I was wrong. I was such a bastard before, I was fooled by that Huang the Impotent. Please, give me another chance, the last chance, okay?"
"I promise you, I will take good care of the household, cook for you, and be the best woman for you..."
"enough!"
Zhang Ziren roared, "You're not ashamed, but I am! There's no love left between us. Let's get a divorce and go our separate ways. Don't even think about getting a single penny from me, because a woman like you doesn't deserve it!"
Jiang Lanting suddenly burst into tears, and her whole body collapsed.
Huang Buju is gone.
His reputation was ruined.
He was even disfigured!
Who could she possibly turn to in the future? She had thought that Zhang Ziren could take her in, but at this moment, even that last dream was shattered.
She began to cry her heart out, looking helpless, but in reality, it was all retribution for her evil deeds.
Zhang Ziren almost softened; he pinched himself hard to stay resolute.
"Don't worry about the antique shop anymore, you and your father. Mr. Xiao will take care of it for me. He has even hired a caregiver for me. I don't need anyone to take care of me here. Let's never see each other again."
Jiang Lanting stopped crying.
She had thought that her crying would soften Zhang Ziren's heart, after all, they had been married for five years, but now it seemed that Zhang Ziren was heartbroken and there was no way to salvage the relationship.
She got up and slowly moved towards the outside of the ward.
Her suppressed sobs echoed down the corridor, intermittent and fading into the distance until they disappeared completely at the end of the corridor, never to be heard again.
Zhang Ziren slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were red and bloodshot, but not a single tear fell.
He looked up at the ceiling and murmured, "Mr. Xiao, thank you. If it weren't for you, I might still be being bullied by them, unable to even get justice."
Xiao Chen walked to the bedside, gently patted his shoulder, and without saying a word, conveyed a sense of comfort through her gesture...
Some grievances need not be spoken, and some kindnesses should be kept in the heart.
After a long while, Zhang Ziren looked at Xiao Chen, his face full of gratitude and admiration.
“Mr. Xiao, I don’t think I can keep those family heirlooms of mine. Why don’t you keep them for now?”
He saw the world clearly, realizing that those valuable things were actually a burden to him.
"Don't talk nonsense. It's yours, so you have to take responsibility for it. This world isn't as hopeless as you think. If you really get into trouble, I'm here for you."
He is not only Xiao Chen, but also the God of War. If he cannot make the people feel safe and dares not even preserve valuables, then he will be a complete failure. (End of Chapter)