After the divorce, my ex-husband's cousin tricked me into getting a marriage certificate.

When Shen Qingzhu learned that her son had not received any start-up funds from her family, she scolded him, "I told you not to buy such expensive gifts. Now you see, you've wasted 50,000 yuan."

Although Lin Mengchuan didn't get any start-up capital from his grandfather, he was still somewhat unhappy after hearing Shen Qingzhu's words.

Lin Mengchuan: "Mom, that's Grandpa, your father. Spending 50,000 yuan on family isn't a loss. Didn't you see the painting your cousins ​​gave you? It's worth tens of millions."

"You're being really stingy. It's not like our family is short of a few tens of thousands of yuan."

Hearing this, Shen Qingzhu became even more furious. "How dare you say that? People give away paintings worth tens of millions because they earn billions a year, so of course they can give them away generously."

"How much do you earn in a year? For the past two years, you've been abroad, just spending money and not earning any. Now you're working at your dad's company, but have you made any money for the company?"

Lin Mengchuan said unhappily, "Mom, there's no point in talking like that. Aren't you just spending money without earning any yourself?"

As soon as Lin Zhihong returned home, he heard his wife and son arguing.

Since Qiao Ran left this house, the atmosphere has become increasingly oppressive, making him not want to go home after get off work.

As he walked over, he asked, "What are you two arguing about again? Didn't you go to a birthday party? Why are you back so soon?"

Shen Qingzhu got even angrier after hearing this. "Don't even mention it. It's so unlucky. My parents actually invited that bitch Qiao Ran. I felt nauseous just looking at her, so I ran back before we even ate."

Lin Zhihong asked in surprise, "Isn't the old man's birthday a family banquet? Why would he invite Qiao Ran?"

Shen Qingzhu glanced at her son and replied to her husband, "You don't know, Qiao Ran is dating Mu Ci now. Humph, I really didn't expect that Mu Ci would pick a divorced woman who was kicked out of our house after all the picking and choosing."

Lin Mengchuan protested, "Mom, can you please stop talking like that? Qiao Ran wasn't kicked out by us; she left on her own."

Shen Qingzhu glared at her son: "Lin Mengchuan, think before you speak. Now you know you're biased towards that woman? What were you doing back then? Didn't you dislike that woman and not want to live with her?"

"What, you regret it now that you're divorced? Let me tell you, Lin Mengchuan, there's no going back. Stop thinking about Qiao Ran. Even if she's willing to remarry you, I will never let her step into our house again!"

"You're not ashamed, but I am! I'd rather have Lin Fei marry into the family; at least she can carry on our family line. What can Qiao Ran do? Besides having a vixen's face to seduce men everywhere!"

"You're ugly yourself, and it's one thing to be jealous of other people's good looks, but you also have to throw mud at them. Shen Qingzhu, have you lived to this age and wasted all your life?" Xu Ying suddenly appeared.

She looked at the three people in front of her, her face flushed with anger. "What did Qiao Ran do to you? You drag her out and berate her every other day. Lin Mengchuan, you were the one who wronged Qiao Ran first, so why won't you let her go even though she's divorced?"

"Grandma, I didn't," Lin Mengchuan argued.

Xu Ying snorted coldly, "Lin Mengchuan, do you know what I regret most in my life? It's letting Qiao Ran marry you. If I hadn't meddled in other people's business, Qiao Ran wouldn't have been bullied by your family of three."

Lin Zhihong frowned slightly. "Mom, we didn't bully her. Qingzhu just said a few words."

Xu Ying stared at her son, "Just a few words? Were I blind or deaf back then? Her voice was so loud, even a dog passing by outside could hear her, let alone me."

Shen Qingzhu's face turned ashen, but she dared not speak out in anger.

Xu Ying stared straight at Shen Qingzhu and said angrily, "Shen Qingzhu, Qiao Ran has been in our Lin family for the past two years. You have made things difficult for her at every turn and have been causing trouble for her all the time. She has been putting up with you all the time."

"Now it's your son who wronged Qiao Ran first, and she didn't say a single bad word about you. She swallowed her anger and kept quiet, but what about you?"

“You’ve been badmouthing Qiao Ran behind her back every few days, using such vicious words! Lin Zhihong, your father died young, and you are the head of the Lin family. The problem lies with your wife and son for being so outrageous.”

“You, as the husband, have allowed your wife and son to insult others behind their backs. Now go and kneel in front of your father’s memorial tablet for an hour to reflect on your actions.”

Shen Qingzhu protested, "Mom, how can you say that? I only said a few words to Qiao Ran. Did she lose some hair or get a cut? Besides, I was just telling the truth."

"How long has it been since she divorced Meng Chuan? She's already hooking up with Mu Ci, and they're dating now, did you know that?"

Xu Ying glanced at Shen Qingzhu and retorted, "Qiao Ran is divorced, why can't she date other people? Your son cheated on his wife and got another woman pregnant, why don't you do anything about it?"

"Shen Qingzhu, you don't care about your own son, but you want to control other people's children. Don't you think that's ridiculous? Right now, I'm disciplining my son. Is that any of your business?"

"If you feel sorry for Zhihong, then go kneel down yourself. I can't control your foul mouth, but can't I control my son?"

Lin Zhihong kept winking at Shen Qingzhu, "Stop talking."

Lin Mengchuan stopped his father, Lin Zhihong, saying, "Dad, Grandma was right to scold us. This whole thing started because of me, so if anyone should kneel, it should be me. You've had a long day at work, so go back and rest. I'll kneel down."

After Lin Mengchuan finished speaking, he headed towards the room where the memorial tablets were placed.

Xu Ying glanced at Lin Mengchuan's back and said to Sister Ju standing to the side, "Sister Ju, go and keep an eye on him for me. Make sure he kneels for a full hour before he gets up. If he slacks off, add another hour."

“From now on, if I ever hear anyone in this house insulting Qiao Ran behind her back again, they should all go and kneel down before the old man.”

After Xu Ying finished speaking, she turned around and went upstairs to her room.

Sister Ju quickly followed Lin Mengchuan to watch him accept the punishment of kneeling.

Shen Qingzhu grabbed her husband's hand, "Are you just going to let your mother do whatever she wants? What era are we living in? Who still uses this kind of punishment? Meng Chuan is her only grandson, how can she be so heartless?"

Although Lin Zhihong did not agree with the old lady's method of corporal punishment, he did agree with one point: that Qiao Ran should not be criticized behind her back.

What's more, they've been divorced for over half a year already.

To keep harping on this makes one seem petty.

So he accused Shen Qingzhu, saying, "My mother is right, and I've wanted to tell you about this for a long time. I really don't understand why you're targeting Qiao Ran. She's already divorced and left, but you still won't let her go."

"Besides, don't you think what you said was really awful? You even said things like 'vixen seducing men,' which eye of yours saw Qiao Ran do such a thing?"

Shen Qingzhu was stunned for a moment, then stared wide-eyed and exclaimed, "Lin Zhihong, you're saying I'm targeting Qiao Ran? You wouldn't happen to like that vixen Qiao Ran too, would you?"

Lin Zhihong was furious and embarrassed. "You're hopeless, Shen Qingzhu. You're always finding fault with this and that. You're always criticizing this or that."

"You can't even tolerate your own parents and siblings, so you're the one with the biggest problem! Shen Qingzhu, you're the one who should reflect on your actions the most!"