Quick Wear: The saints are too miserable, the host will never be soft-hearted

Du Wendong took it, glanced up and down, then crumpled the divorce papers into a ball and squeezed them tightly. Guilty and raised his voice, "I won't sign it. Dad, my wife and I are doing fine. Why do you insist on us getting a divorce?"

"All right?" Father Lu was so angry that he was shaking, looking around for something to hit someone, and he seemed to have forgotten the hammer in his hand.

"Dad, don't get excited. Wife, please comfort Dad. This... Dad must have misunderstood something. Let's go inside and talk. The neighbors will laugh at us, and the children will be embarrassed too, right?" Du Wendong dodged again and again, and led them to his residence while speaking.

Lu Yi helped Lu's mother get off the carriage and couldn't help but sigh that Du Wendong and Du Xiaowan were really siblings. His first reaction was to push her out to talk, as if he had no mouth.

"Dad, drink some water, you guys drink some water."

Du Wendong sat back down with a wry smile, still clutching the divorce papers. He certainly didn't want to go to the point of divorce; financial considerations were a factor when he initially considered the marriage, but he also really liked Lu Yi's face.

A lot of thoughts flashed through his mind, and Lu Duocai took out another divorce letter and put it on the table. He stared at Du Wendong without saying a word, and his meaning was obvious.

"This must be a misunderstanding. No, you must have misunderstood something! Madam, if you have any dissatisfaction in your heart, you can tell me clearly. I will definitely change what I can. We have lived together for so many years, I... can you bear to separate from me?"

Without waiting for Lu Yi to speak, he covered his chest again, his face full of sadness, and said seriously: "I know that you and mother are not getting along well. It's my fault, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have devoted myself to studying. I should have dealt with it earlier. Let me swear in front of you now, I, Du Wendong, swear..."

"No need to talk nonsense." Lu Yi pointed at the divorce agreement and said, "Sign it."

Lu Yi interrupted the previous sway, and Du Wendong looked visibly depressed. Lu's mother, holding Lu Sisi, met Du Wendong's pitiful gaze and stammered, "How about..."

Father Lu looked over displeasedly. Mother Lu sighed and suppressed the emotion on her face. "I won't say anything more."

I still feel a little bit reluctant, after all, there are three children, all of them are Yier's own flesh and blood...

Du Wendong caught sight of the negotiation between Lu's mother and father, and an idea suddenly occurred to him. The humble smile on his face disappeared, and he was filled with surprise.

How could he forget that he is no longer the child from Xiahe Village, and Lu Yi is no longer the sought-after commodity targeted by many families. If he really leaves him, who else can he be with?

But after all, they have been together for so many years. Thinking of this, Du Wendong narrowed his eyes and asked, "My wife, have you ever thought about this? Once you sign the divorce papers, you will never see your three children again. Can you bear it?"

"If I remember correctly, after a breakup, the son-in-law has no right to keep the child." Lu Yi leaned back in his chair, his voice revealing laziness.

"What?!" Zhang Cuifen, who had been sitting quietly after her son came, suddenly stood up and pulled Du Wendong beside her to ask.

"Impossible, don't even think about it. Where is this law? How could I not know it? Son, you are well-educated, you must know it. Tell me, son, speak up, wuwu!"

Du Wendong clenched his fists and said nothing. There was indeed such a law, but he had never expected that after being married for so many years, his partner would be so cruel. "If I don't agree, will you go to the government office and sue me?"

Lu Yi smiled lightly, "Of course."

"What?! Son! Wuuuuu..." Zhang Cuifen took another breath and cried even harder.

"There are plenty of ways to divorce. If you sign it today, I can consider leaving you a son." Lu Yi said slowly, looking at Du Wendong meaningfully.

"What about the remaining two? Their surname is Lu. Are you willing to take them all away?" Du Wendong breathed a sigh of relief, but then he thought of something and asked again warily.

Lu Anyuan definitely couldn't stay, and Lu Sisi... although she was his biological child, without the Lu family's funds, raising her would be quite a burden.

Zhang Cuifen and he thought the same thing. Surprisingly, Lu Yi looked at Lu Anyuan, noticed the uneasiness in his eyes, and asked in a gentler voice: "Anyuan, do you want to go with your mother?"

She didn't ask about the two options because she was afraid that the child would think she didn't want him.

Lu Anyuan straightened his back and pretended to be calm, but his heart was already in a mess.