Old Gao suddenly shouted, "Hey, if the woman isn't happy, we can take legal action. But, you wouldn't happen to be the one thinking of getting a divorce, would you?"

Before I got married, Lao Gao and I were very close. He was one of the few people who knew I was getting married. At that time, he advised me not to rush into the "fire pit" of marriage, especially since I didn't have much of an emotional foundation at the time. He said that if I continued like that, the ending would definitely be tragic.

The result was far from bleak; it was downright tragic.

My head was throbbing, and I asked through gritted teeth, "Stop asking questions, just tell me how to file for divorce, the kind of method that guarantees a win!"

The person on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, then said, "In general, in these kinds of divorce cases, the court will first try mediation. If mediation fails, they will then determine whether your marital relationship has truly ended based on the plaintiff's account and the defendant's response. If it has, and mediation still fails, then the court will grant the divorce."

"To determine whether a relationship has truly ended, one must consider factors such as the foundation of the marriage, the relationship after marriage, and the reasons for the divorce..."

"Stop, stop, stop," I couldn't listen anymore. These cold, hard legal verses were giving me a headache. "Stop reading the verses, just tell me directly, under what circumstances can the plaintiff guarantee a win?"

"Why are you still so impatient? I finally get a chance to show off in front of you, and you interrupt me." Old Gao snorted disdainfully, then simply said, "To put it simply, if the woman is cheating, using drugs, committing domestic violence, bigamy, or gambling, then you're basically guaranteed to win."

I bit my lip: "Does sponsoring a man count as cheating?"

"It depends on how you sponsor her. If it doesn't involve any sexual transactions or ambiguous relationships, and it's not a sugar daddy/sugar baby relationship, but just simple sponsorship for her schooling, then it definitely doesn't count. In that case, you should praise her as a good person."

"..."

Sigh, Jiang Yuwei still hasn't realized she's interested in Chen Yiran. Judging from how Chen Yiran and Meng Ziyin are dating, and how Chen Yiran takes care of Jiang Yuwei, she probably hasn't done anything to offend Chen Yiran.

I puffed out my cheeks: "What if none of these are available?"

"The woman didn't commit domestic violence, bigamy, drug use, cheating, or gambling, and she even sponsors others for good deeds?" Old Gao was astonished. "Isn't she a wonderful woman? Why do you want a divorce?"

I blurted out instinctively, "I just don't want to be with her anymore. She'll cheat on me sooner or later, you..."

Suddenly, I changed the subject and narrowed my eyes: "Gao Xiaoming, are you trying to trick me into talking?!"

Old Gao chuckled, and I could practically feel his schadenfreude through the phone screen.

"So you really want a divorce? I told you long ago that you and your partner don't have a foundation of love and it won't last. Especially since your family backgrounds are so different, marriage is about equality and matching social status, but you insisted on jumping in. Now, is it because you have different ideas and can't go on anymore?"

To be honest, aside from the messy relationships on her family's side and her somewhat indifferent attitude towards family responsibilities, we get along fairly well in other aspects.

However, none of that matters anymore; whether they're compatible or not, they'll have to separate.

I switched hands and held the phone, my patience almost worn thin: "Never mind why I'm getting a divorce, I just want to know, how can a divorce be granted if the husband doesn't agree and hasn't done anything wrong? We really can't go on like this anymore."

Old Gao raised an eyebrow: "There's another trick: your relationship has broken down, and you've been separated for two years. You haven't been married for two years, have you? Does your wife usually stay at her parents' house?"

Me: "...Hmm." Although Jiang Yuwei was quite cold towards me, she liked the food I cooked and rarely didn't come home.

When was the last time you two slept together?

"……last night."

Upon hearing this, Lao Gao almost burst out laughing in anger: "Ye Qiu, are you sick in the head? We slept together last night, and you're already talking about divorce today?"

"Listen to this, your wife is a typical virtuous wife and loving mother, without a single bad habit, and the family is wealthy. I remember she was quite pretty too. Aren't you satisfied? I used to think your discord was due to family issues, but it turns out you're the one who's dissatisfied. I'm just wondering, why did you get a divorce?"

Old Gao's tirade left me speechless. Yes, Jiang Yuwei does sound quite wonderful; anyone who marries her would be overjoyed.

As for me, I have no mother to protect me, and my father treats me like an ATM, using all the money he earns to support his mistress and illegitimate child. My family of origin is a complete mess. To be able to marry such a wonderful wife as Jiang Yuwei is truly a stroke of good luck.

I thought the same way in my past life, which is why I loved Jiang Yuwei in a particularly humble way.

However, I am no longer the insecure Ye Qiu of my past life. This time, my eyes are firm, and my words are calm, but they carry a barb.

“I don’t want to be the kind of woman who depends on a woman, a mere decorative vase, doing housework and cooking all day without receiving any emotional response. My marriage has to satisfy me and make me happy, not because she is a rich heiress or because she does what ordinary people should do, and I have to be grateful to her and hold on to her tightly.”

"Am I not good enough? I don't gamble, I don't cheat, I don't do drugs, and I don't commit domestic violence. How come that's her advantage? I'm just a little poorer than her, so why can't I divorce her? I was so stupid a year ago, thinking that unrequited love could last. It turns out I was wrong. Can't I regret my mistake? What's the point of the divorce system then?"

"I'm perfectly clear-headed right now. The wife I want has to truly love me and have me in her heart. My current wife can't do that, so she has to leave. Isn't that just a matter of course?"

Besides, Jiang Yuwei will eventually fall for someone else. I've already learned this the hard way in my past life, and I will never repeat the same mistake.

Suddenly, the atmosphere became unusually heavy, and no one spoke.

After a while, Lao Gao's voice sounded low and slightly apologetic.

"Okay, I understand. I was a bit harsh just now, please don't mind."

"But in your case, divorce is indeed a bit difficult. I have two suggestions for you: First, talk to your soon-to-be ex-wife again and see if you can resolve it peacefully; if not, use the second method: collect the evidence I just mentioned that proves the woman is at fault."

"Whether it's emotional abuse or not, there are also photos of her being intimate with other men, and flirtatious content in her WeChat chat history. Only if you can get evidence of the woman's wrongdoing will your chances of winning be much greater."

I silently wrote it down and frankly admitted, "I'm not angry, I just wanted to tell you the reason for my divorce. I've taken your words to heart and will consider it carefully."

Old Gao seemed to laugh, and his voice became much more relaxed: "Ye Qiu, you've changed a lot in the year since I last saw you. You've become more mature, steady, and confident. You know what you want now, and you're not so naive anymore. I'm really not used to it."

I laughed too: "People have to grow up eventually. Thank you for today, I'll treat you to dinner sometime."

After hanging up the phone, Lao Gao's words echoed in my mind, and my eyes became deep and calm.

Evidence of Jiang Yuwei's infidelity... is not impossible to obtain.

And I'll get it soon—

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