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

Hearing what Maison said, Jian He was speechless.

She had been a scoundrel in the past, which not only caused her father to suffer, but also terrified Mason.

In order to salvage the bad image she had in Maison's eyes, Jian He had no choice but to patiently explain to Maison.

"Uncle Mai, this time I want the villa, not to give it away, but because I want to live in it myself."

"Find me a luxurious apartment in a good location, and arrange for a few maids to clean it. I'll be moving there with Ruibao in a few days. Remember, it's for permanent stays."

When Mason heard Jian He say this on the phone, he couldn't help but become curious. Jian He was going to stay? Could it be that she was giving away her own wedding apartment?

What a waste of money...

This silly girl is a spendthrift who is unparalleled in the past three thousand years and will be even more so in the next three thousand years.

"Miss, you're taking Ruibao to stay there? What about Mr. Yin?"

To show his respect for Jian He, Maison always addressed Yin Muqiao as Mr. Yin. In fact, anyone who knew Yin Muqiao knew that he had made his fortune by living off his wife.

Yin Muqiao is undoubtedly the best in the world at living off a woman with such arrogance.

Upon hearing that Yin Muqiao had mentioned Mai Senti, Jian He said irritably, "Let him die wherever he wants... Uncle Mai, I'm telling you, don't tell Yin Muqiao that I'm going to my new address..."

"Oh? Miss, what's wrong?"

Mason was completely confused.

Without hesitation, Jian He said to Mason decisively, "I'm getting a divorce... Uncle Mason, you have to help me..."

After saying that, Jian He hung up the phone. If it weren't for Mason's reminder, she wouldn't have remembered how many things she had given to Yin Muqiao's poor relatives over the years.

Since they're getting a divorce anyway, shouldn't she get back all the money and gifts she gave away?

Cheng Yan came to take Rui Bao's temperature. When he got to the door of the ward, he overheard Jian He talking on the phone. When he heard that Jian He wanted to divorce Yin Muqiao, a hint of joy appeared on Cheng Yan's face.

Although Ruibao's fever has subsided, his condition is still not stable.

Jian He stayed at the hospital with Rui Bao all night. The next morning, she received a call from Yin Muqiao urging her to go home.

Considering that she had to put her divorce from Yin Muqiao on the agenda, Jian He entrusted Rui Bao to Cheng Yan and then took a taxi back to the villa where she and Yin Muqiao had gotten married.

She does own a Lincoln, but Yin Muqiao said that since he is the president of the group company, it wouldn't be appropriate for him to drive a BMW to work.

So, to save face for Yin Muqiao, Jian He let him drive the Lincoln.

She drives a BMW, which is actually quite nice. However, Yin Muqiao's father, Yin Hong, broke his leg. Yin Muqiao's sister asked to borrow her car so that Yin Hong could see a doctor, so Jian He gave her the car.

As a result, the BMW has been driven away for four months...

Since Jianhe doesn't own a car, she has no choice but to take taxis.

Sitting in the rather cheap taxi, Jian He was so regretful she felt like she was going to bite her back teeth off.

Next, she will take back everything she gave away, one by one.

When Yin Muqiao got home, he was just getting dressed and going downstairs. He was in a hurry to go to work. Aunt Zhu had prepared breakfast for him. Outside the villa, there was a luxurious Lincoln.

Upon seeing Jian He appear in the villa's living room, Yin Muqiao's anger, which had not yet subsided, flared up again.

"Jian He, you've gone too far! Who gave you the audacity to stay out all night?"

"You have to tell me clearly, where did you go last night? Otherwise, I won't let you off the hook!"

Yin Muqiao spoke authoritatively, clearly treating Jian He as one of his slaves.

Jian He didn't say anything. She wanted Yin Muqiao to go crazy for a while. Seeing that Aunt Zhu had prepared breakfast, she went to the table to eat.

Unexpectedly, that lackey, Sister Zhu, was so audacious as to commit treason.

She reached out to stop Jian He, who wanted to eat breakfast, and began to criticize her in sharp, scathing language.

“You can’t eat this. This breakfast is for my husband. He has to go to work to earn money. If you eat it, what will he eat?”

Seeing Zhu Sao's appearance, Jian He was furious. She used to be Yin Muqiao's lapdog, how come she never noticed that Zhu Sao was so outrageous?

She remembered that she had met Yin Muqiao through Aunt Zhu's introduction.

If she wasn't mistaken, Zhu Sao and Yin Muqiao's family seemed to be related in some way, right? Back then, in order to curry favor with Yin Muqiao, she had fed Zhu Sao quite a bit.

Unexpectedly, all that feeding them resulted in a dog that specifically bites its owner.

Seeing that Aunt Zhu had stopped her, Jian He chuckled and said, "He has to go to work, but don't I?"

Aunt Zhu didn't even glance at Jian He's expression, and casually said, "Your job is optional, how much money can you earn? Aren't all the household expenses covered by your husband's earnings?"

"And another thing, you didn't come home at night and didn't even explain it to your husband. So what if someone of your status has a few women around him? And you still dare to throw a tantrum at your husband?"

"Let me tell you, this time you have to apologize to the man, or you'll be in big trouble."

Zhu Sao's words completely trampled Jian He's dignity and reputation into the dust, but Yin Muqiao, standing to the side, found Zhu Sao's words particularly pleasing to the ear.

He echoed what Aunt Zhu said, "Yes, you must apologize to me! I will never forgive you for not coming home at night..."

Sister Zhu and Yin Muqiao sang in unison.

"Yes, sir, we can't forgive her so easily. She's a woman, she should be at home taking care of her husband and children, how dare she stay out all night?"

"It's only because your master spoils you; otherwise, someone like you would have been forced to kneel in the ancestral hall and drown in the pond in ancient times!"

Listening to their conversation and watching their seamless, epic performance, Jian He felt a headache coming on.

She suddenly remembered a sentence that Cheng Yan'er had taught her.

"For those who want to bully you, don't say a word, just fight them!"

Thinking of this, Jian He didn't say a word, grabbed the bowl of porridge that Aunt Zhu had served to Yin Muqiao, and slammed it down on Aunt Zhu's head.

The scalding hot porridge scalded Zhu Sao's perfectly combed hair, causing a burst of steam to rise from it. Zhu Sao jumped up and down, trying to brush the porridge off her head with her hands.

As she jumped, she complained to Yin Muqiao.

"Sir, she's insane! How dare she scald me with porridge?"

"All I did was say a few good words for you. Did she deserve such a cruel treatment? Even when beating a dog, you have to consider its owner, right?"

In her haste, Zhu Sao made a rash remark, comparing herself to a dog.

Jian He couldn't help but chuckle. Seeing Jian He laugh, Aunt Zhu became even angrier.

"Sir, you have to stand up for me... She's just an ignorant rich girl, what right does she have to bully people like this?"