Mr. Li, my wife doesn’t want to remarry and secretly gives birth to a baby.

Li Qinghe had no choice; this was the only option left. A knife was held to her neck, pinning her down.

Leng Suhua said, "If you've thought about it, I won't do anything. You're the one who wants to leave, so don't try anything funny."

Li Qinghe sniffed, then...

Leng Suhua said, "Then I'll call Qingyi's father back. You should also inform your parents. We'll meet at a restaurant, not at home, but outside. As for Xixi, if you're not capable of raising the child, it's best to leave her here."

"Auntie, I understand."

Li Qinghe covered her face and returned to her room.

Xixi was there and went up to her, "Mom, where did you go?"

Li Qinghe said with red eyes, "Xixi, come here, Mommy is asking you a question! Why did you talk nonsense with Grandma?!"

Xixi's eyes also reddened. "Does Daddy not want us anymore? Are we... going to be kicked out?"

Li Qinghe grabbed her arm, "Who told you all this? Tell me!"

Li Xixi shook her head, refusing to speak.

Li Qinghe pinched her arm in anger, "Tell me, who told you this? Why did you become mute? Why did you embarrass me like this?"

Xixi was in pain and burst into tears.

Li Qinghe snapped out of her daze and quickly let go of his hand. "I'm sorry, don't cry. If you cry like this, your grandma will scold me again. Waaah... I'm sorry, my dear..."

As she spoke, Li Qinghe also burst into tears.

Both the big one and the little one started crying.

Then Li Qinghe took Xixi to the bathroom and cried while holding her daughter.

After she finished crying, Xixi finally said that her grandfather said her father didn't want them anymore...

"What? Your maternal grandfather?"

Listening to her daughter's intermittent words.

Only then did Li Qinghe realize that Li Wenhong had gone to the kindergarten to look for Xixi earlier that day.

Under the pretext of delivering something to Xixi, and because he knew the security guard, Li Wenhong spoke to Xixi alone.

"Xixi, Grandpa has something important to tell you,"

“Your dad doesn’t want you anymore. You have to stay with your mom no matter what, understand? Don’t listen to your grandparents.”

“Your grandparents are bad people. They want you to live with your father, so your mother will have nowhere to live and no money.”

"..."

Xixi rubbed her eyes and said, "Grandpa told me not to tell you, so I didn't dare to..."

Li Qinghe's heart turned ice-cold.

Although she loves money, she wouldn't say these things to Xixi; she really didn't.

What should we do now? Go talk to Leng Suhua. Did her father teach her to say all of this?

"Then they're family too, aren't they?" Li Qinghe realized now that what doesn't belong to her will never truly be hers.

……

Night falls.

The two families sat down together to discuss the divorce.

Li Qinghe also arrived, but Song Qingyi was not there.

Because no one notified Song Qingyi, he had no idea about it at all!

Leng Suhua, wrapped in a shawl, looked serious.

She learned her lesson from this experience and realized she must be cautious in everything she does and not rush things.

Leng Suhua, a lawyer, drafted a contract.

He and Song Chenggong had discussed it and decided to give Li Qinghe ten million yuan, plus a three-bedroom apartment in Jinxiu Lidu, which was over 160 square meters. Although it was an old neighborhood, the location was excellent, and it had been renovated with high-end furniture.

And give her the Mercedes that I bought for Li Qinghe too.

Li Wenhong said, "What about Xixi? We have custody of Xixi."

Leng Suhua said sarcastically, "We've given so many things, and we don't even want the money we've given as gifts! Isn't that enough?"

Li Wenhong smiled apologetically, "My dear in-law, Qinghe has been raising Xixi alone for several years, so this is nothing."

Song Chenggong was about to lose his temper, but Leng Suhua stopped him.

"If you insist on having custody of Xixi, fine, custody can be given to Qinghe, but,"

“We insist that the child’s name remain unchanged, that she be called Song Xixi, and that Xixi must attend school at Nandi School.”

"Oh, and I forgot to mention earlier, that apartment in Jinxiu Lidu is registered under Xixi's name, so no one can touch it or sell it."

"Oh right, I own several properties in Dongguan. I'm also planning to keep one for Xixi. No one else can sell it to me except Xixi."

"I don't want my granddaughter to suffer any injustice. I, Leng Suhua, have connections to protect her wherever she goes in the future. I don't ask for anything else, I just hope your family won't let my granddaughter go hungry or cold."

"You—" Li Wenhong glared at her, but Li Qinghe had already spoken.

"Auntie, I know I've caused your family a lot of trouble. I don't want anything else, I just want Xixi."

Leng Suhua said, "Qinghe, I've already bought that car for you, and I won't drive it. The house was transferred to Xixi, not you. As for that ten million..."

"That's the compensation Qingyi is giving you."

Li Wenhong persisted, "Ten million? My dear in-law, my daughter has been raising the child all by herself, and she'll have to raise the child alone in the future. Is ten million enough?"

Leng Suhua knew Li Wenhong would say that. Although one shouldn't hit a smiling face, this man's greedy behavior was truly disgusting.

"Didn't your daughter tell you? We'll pay for all of Xixi's future expenses, including her education, living expenses, daily expenses, and other miscellaneous extracurricular classes."

Li Wenhong pursed his lips and immediately fell silent.

Lu Chunlian quickly said, "In-laws, Qinghe's father is senile, don't listen to him. I know you love Xixi and spoil her, and you're so good to Qinghe too. Qinghe often tells us how wonderful you are! It's not easy for a woman to raise a child alone, so just make it work. You two just got married!"

Leng Suhua's expression softened a bit. "Sister Chunlian, I also want the two children to live a good life. Don't I want them to be harmonious? They're doing well, but if they have another child, they'll both be thinking about divorce. What can I do?"

Song Chenggong spoke up, "Alright, stop talking about this. We've already said we're getting a divorce, so let's get a divorce."

Li Qinghe said with difficulty, "Uncle and Aunt, I know that Qingyi and I are not on the same path, so I... I don't want this money."

Leng Suhua sighed, "When we get back, Qingyi will be home. We can talk to him about the money."

Anyway, they'll give us the house and the car.

Li Qinghe nodded.

Li Wenhong was furious. He got up and left. He couldn't sell the house that was given to Xixi, but he was giving the car to Qinghe.

Then they didn't want the ten million; they could have asked for thirty million, but those two were holding them back.

Li Wenhong said, "The Song family was able to afford a house in Jinxiu Lido in their early years, so they definitely had savings. Not to mention anything else, her mother works at Hongquan Law Firm, which earns 100 million yuan a year."

"Shut up!" Lu Chunlian kicked him angrily, thinking, "That old man."

"I must have been blind to marry you, I—cough cough cough."

Lu Chunlian suddenly coughed violently.