My ex-husband got engaged, I was reborn, and the young master of Beijing's elite circle went cr

Upon hearing Yin's mother's words, Jian He couldn't help but let out a cold snort.

She spoke up, reminding the Yin family of vampires, saying, "Hurry back to your campsite and tell your son to divorce me as soon as possible, not a minute later. If he can get the divorce certificate with me tomorrow, I will truly thank your ancestors for eight generations. At that time, I will definitely burn incense for your ancestors in the Yin family every morning and evening."

"And another thing, old folks, let me tell you something: stop saying I'm unfilial all the time. You didn't give birth to me, and you didn't raise me, so what's the point of me being filial to you?"

"You want me to invite you back to our big villa? You're dreaming. You're dreaming too much."

"Considering that I've been your daughter-in-law for a few years, let me give you a heads-up: if you have nowhere to live, you can go find your son's new love, Wu Hua. Doesn't she have a house? Since she slept with your son, she should at least take on some responsibility for supporting you in your old age, right?"

After Jian He finished speaking, she glanced at the family with disdain and got into her newly bought luxury car.

After listening to Jian He's words, the Yin family seemed to realize something.

They stared in disbelief as Jian He got into the luxury car, unable to recover from the shock for a moment.

Jian He didn't bother to look at them anymore and directly instructed the driver to drive. As the luxury car passed by them, Jian He deliberately rolled down the window and spoke coldly to Yin Muyan.

"Yin Muyan, watch your mouth from now on. If I hear you spouting nonsense in front of me again, next time, it won't be as simple as just slapping you across the face."

After saying that, Jian He's luxury car sped away, leaving the Yin family sitting on the ground, smelling the exhaust fumes, at a loss.

Mr. Yin was the first to react. He said to Mrs. Yin, "Honey, has Jian He lost her mind? She doesn't care about our son anymore? She even wants to divorce him?"

Mother Yin was also shocked.

She said, quite puzzled, "I don't know either. Didn't she used to care about our Ah Qiao a lot? What will we do if she really divorces Ah Qiao? We can't just keep sleeping on the streets, can we?"

The old couple's words startled Yin Muyan.

She covered her face and cried.

"Dad, Mom, we can't let Jianhe divorce my brother. If they really divorce, our good days will be over. We won't even be able to live in a pigsty, let alone a villa."

“The rich second-generation boyfriend I just started dating is only with me because of the Jian family. If he finds out that Jian He has kicked us out, he will definitely break up with me.”

"I don't care, I don't care. You guys go and talk to my brother, tell him to say some nice things to Jian He, apologize, and settle this matter."

Yin Muyan thought of her own interests first. She cried with snot and tears streaming down her face, asking Jian's father and mother to put pressure on Yin Muqiao.

At this moment, Mr. Yin, clutching his leg which was still broken and not yet healed, couldn't help but sigh deeply.

"Sigh, without Jianhe's financial support, I can't do rehabilitation training for this leg. If I keep sleeping on the street like this, I'll become a cripple sooner or later."

"What's wrong with Ah Qiao? How come he can't even coax a woman? No, we absolutely can't let them get a divorce."

Mr. Yin angrily stated his attitude.

Jian He, who had slapped Yin Muyan a few times, was in a great mood. She returned home and had lunch with Rui Bao.

During dinner, she asked Ruibao, "Baby, Mommy is going to divorce Daddy. What do you think?"

Ruibao blinked his big eyes and asked, "Mommy, what is divorce?"

"So, Mom doesn't want Dad anymore and kicked him out?"

"Like this?"

Ruibao pointed to the house where Yin Muqiao was not, and asked about Jian He. Jian He nodded.

"Yes, just like now... There's Mom at home, Aunt Zhou Yun, and many other aunties and grandmothers who take care of Rui Bao at home..."

After hearing Jian He's words, Rui Bao said in his childish voice, "Mommy, I like our home now. I don't like Daddy. Daddy always scolds me..."

"I like Uncle Cheng Yan. He's so handsome! Mom, could you talk to Uncle Cheng Yan and ask him to be my dad?"

Rui Bao's innocent remark startled Jian He, and she almost spat out the soup she had just drunk.

He really is a child; he thinks things are simple. He thinks that whoever treats him well can be his father.

Seeing that Jian He did not answer him, Rui Bao simply grabbed Jian He's hand and began to plead relentlessly.

"Mom, could you please talk to Uncle Cheng Yan for a little while... He likes Rui Bao so much, he'll definitely be willing to be Rui Bao's dad, right?"

Jian He: "..."

Standing beside the dining table, Zhou Yun couldn't help but smile upon hearing Rui Bao's words.

Why does she feel that this matter isn't entirely unnecessarily undiscussable?

In the afternoon, Jian He went to work and chased away Yin Muqiao. Some of the work that had been handled by him still needed to be cleaned up by someone.

Mason presented an invitation to Jian He.

He said, "Miss, tonight, the Nanluo City Charity Federation is holding a gala to raise funds for an orphanage in the city..."

"Our Jian Group is also among those invited. Would you like to go?"

Jian He didn't really want to go. She was about to get divorced and always wanted to spend more time at home taking care of Rui Bao.

Seeing that Jian He was about to refuse, Mason continued, "Miss, the Cheng family is also among those invited. Dr. Cheng gave Rui Bao massages for several days, and since he's now your divorce lawyer, I think you should get to know him better..."

Maison's words piqued Jian He's interest.

Ever since she decided to divorce Yin Muqiao, why does she feel that being with Cheng Yan is getting better and better?

Jian He nodded: "Okay... I also think we should get to know him better."

After saying this, Jian He's face unconsciously turned slightly red.

Perhaps afraid that Mason would notice something was amiss, Jian He hurriedly tried to cover for herself.

"After all, what you said is true. My divorce case will depend on him putting in a lot of effort..."

Mason just smiled and nodded repeatedly without saying a word.

At 7 p.m., Jian He, wearing a white dress and simply adorned with two strings of jewelry, went to the charity event.

To everyone's surprise, just as they arrived at the entrance of the charity event, Wu Hua, dressed in heavy makeup and a formal gown, appeared gracefully at the registration area.

Thanks to Yin Muqiao's promotion of her art exhibition, Wu Hua had gained some fame in Nanluo City. After signing in, she chatted with some high-society people.

When she saw Jian He appear, she immediately covered her mouth and began to whisper sarcastic remarks.