Don't mess with her, she is the god in charge of the golden finger!

"You, you pulled out my hair? Ahhh, I'm going to beat you to death, you bitch who can't give birth to a son!"

She didn't have much hair to begin with, and now a lot of it was pulled out, which made her very angry.

Si Ling threw away the hair in her hand and looked at Zhou Junjie who was shocked: "The Civil Affairs Bureau is not closed yet, let's go get a divorce."

"You, you're dreaming!"

Zhou Junjie took a step back as he looked at Si Ling, who was very different from before, and disagreed with the divorce.

"I am informing you, not asking for your opinion. You have to go whether you want to or not!"

Si Ling grabbed Zhou Junjie's arm and tried to leave, but the collapsed and angry Zhou's mother stood in front of her.

"Let go of Junjie, you're not going anywhere!"

"You still want a divorce? Don't even think about it."

Zhou Junjie broke away from Si Ling's hand, looked at her and smiled, "You can divorce me if you want. The betrothal gift I gave to your family was 38,000 yuan. You have to pay me back 300,000 yuan, and give me another 1 million yuan in compensation. Leave the two money-losing goods to me, and I will agree to divorce you."

Si Ling raised the corner of his mouth: "Come to think of it, I haven't taken back what you owe me."

“You, you, ah!”

Zhou Junjie was kicked and flew against the wall, screaming in pain.

"How dare you hit my son, you bitch? I'll beat you to death!"

Father Zhou couldn't bear it any longer, raised his fist and rushed towards Si Ling.

Si Ling felt that her strength was gradually draining away and she could not waste any more time, so she threw the furious Zhou's father and mother out the door and locked herself and Zhou Junjie in the room alone.

Boom boom boom!

"Open the door, open the door you eggless hen!"

"Hurry up and open the door, you little bitch! If anything happens to my son, I will never let you go!"

Zhou Junjie grabbed the ashtray and looked at Si Ling: "What do you want to do?"

"doing what?"

"Of course I'm going to return to you all the fists, kicks, sticks, and benches you've used on me over the past few years!"

After Si Ling finished speaking, he picked up the broom at hand and swung it at Zhou Junjie with all his strength.

Long props are more useful than short ones. The ashtray thrown by Zhou Junjie was directly dodged by Si Ling, but the broom she swung down hit Zhou Junjie's face hard.

"Fuck, you really came here?!"

Zhou Junjie covered his face and looked at Si Ling in disbelief. Si Ling was too lazy to talk nonsense with him and just started to beat him hard.

Conserving a little strength, Si Ling swung his arm and slapped Zhou Junjie hard in the face, who was covered in wounds.

"Phew, I've returned them all to you."

Si Ling panted and dragged the half-dead Zhou Junjie to open the door.

"Oh my God, Junjie, Junjie, what's wrong with you?!"

"Damn it, you beat Junjie like this, I'm going to kill you!"

Si Ling looked at the two people who were looking for kitchen knives and tools, sneered, grabbed Zhou Junjie's neck and said, "If you want to see whether I can break his neck faster or your knives are faster, I don't mind competing with you."

"No, no, don't provoke her again..."

Zhou Junjie, who was having difficulty breathing and in so much pain all over his body that he wanted to die, spoke with difficulty, causing his parents to no longer dare to come forward.

Si Ling had a blank expression on his face at this moment, and it looked like he would break Zhou Junjie's neck at any time. It was really scary.

"Oh, I just took him to get a divorce. Look how scared you are."

Si Ling glanced at the two of them and dragged Zhou Junjie away.

When they arrived at the Civil Affairs Bureau not far from Zhou's home, the staff inside were almost scared to death when they saw the appearance of the two.

They had seen many couples fighting, but this was the first time they had seen one beat the other to the point of being covered in bruises and half-death.

Upon hearing that the two wanted to divorce, the staff who had no choice but to handle the divorce procedures according to the process gave each of them a piece of paper to fill out and asked them to go back and come back in a month.

Si Ling didn't have any idea about the result. She pulled Zhou Junjie outside.

Zhou Junjie leaned against the wall weakly. Si Ling sneered, "If I don't see you at nine o'clock in the morning one month later, I will go back and let you experience today's life for the rest of your life."

"I, I will be there on time." Zhou Junjie was so scared when he thought about being beaten half to death that he wanted to divorce Si Ling immediately.

There are plenty of women, and he is still young. He still has a lot of money left from the money he got from Si Ling in the past two years, so he can find another good woman.

But this time, he wants to find someone local, not someone from outside the area.

As for the woman who was with him before.

amount……

That person is fine for fun, but not suitable for marriage.

If I get married, I'd better find a good woman like Si Ling who is willing to work hard and can do everything.

Si Ling glanced at Zhou Junjie and turned away.

No, you can’t leave yet.

Zhou Junjie looked at Si Ling who turned around and walked towards him, and he didn't dare to look up at her.

"Give me back the money I gave you over the years."

"What? What?"

Zhou Junjie was dumbfounded. He thought Si Ling would forget about this.

Or maybe I should wait until a month later to officially divorce and then think about dividing the money, but I didn't expect that she would ask me for money directly.

"Money, I've spent all my money. I don't have any."

Si Ling looked at him expressionlessly: "No money, only life, right?"

The cold look almost scared Zhou Junjie to death, and he quickly took out his phone and said, "Here, is it not okay for me to give it to you?"

"It's just that I spent a lot of that money. You know that this is marital property. Even if it's money you earned, I can get half if we divorce. So, can I return half to you?"

"can give me."

With a sad face, Zhou Junjie transferred the only 50,000 yuan left on the card to Si Ling, and showed her the balance, indicating that he really gave her all the money.

The original owner had earned more than 100,000 in the past two years, but Si Ling didn't want to care about it anymore. Being able to get back 50,000 and get a divorce was considered good for her now.

Turning around and hailing a taxi, Si Ling leaned back in the car seat and took a deep breath.

If this body delays for another ten minutes, it will not be able to hold on and will fall to the ground.

She sat quietly with her eyes closed for a long time before she felt her strength recover a little.

It was already evening when we returned to Zhao's house.

Si Ling had just got off the taxi and when he looked up he saw four people sitting at the door and looking towards the intersection.

Sister Qian and Brother Zhao were actually sitting at the door waiting for her with their two children.

The moment they saw her, her eldest and second children danced and laughed and rushed towards her.

Si Ling quickened his pace, squatted down and hugged the two excited babies in his arms.

"Mom, mom, my sister and I are very obedient. Go find him. Are they not hurt?"

Si Yuan said as she quickly checked Si Ling's body for any new wounds.

"Mom, I am also very obedient."

Si Nuan bit her fingers, feeling extremely happy, while her eyes were always on Si Ling's hand.

Si Ling smiled and opened the bag of grilled sausages.

"Come here, Si Nuan and Si Yuan. These are the grilled sausages that mom promised to bring you. Today is a good day, so each of you can have two. Eat them."

"Wow, thanks mom."

"thanks Mom."

The two little guys took the sausages and started eating with their eyes narrowed happily.

Sister Qian came to Si Ling with a smile and said, "The children are very well behaved at home. They took a nap after lunch. Because they were worried about you, they sat at the door waiting for you to come back."

Si Ling said with gratitude: "Thank you, big brother and big sister, the grilled sausages here are delicious. I bought a lot. Let's eat together."

She was too tired to buy anything else but a bag of sausages.

Seeing that they also had a share, Sister Qian and Old Zhao immediately took the grilled sausages that Si Ling gave them with a smile.

Although I am in my forties, it is still a nice experience to occasionally eat something that children and young people like.

Not to mention the grilled sausages bought by Sister Si Ling, which were indeed as delicious as she said.