Reborn in the 90s, I traded my ex-husband for eight apartments.

This is the summer of 1992. It rained yesterday and is scorching hot today.

The weather was humid and hot, and my clothes felt damp and stuck to my skin.

Looking at the man in front of her, even after being reborn and hearing the same words again, Bai Zhenzhu was still disgusted by his shamelessness and wanted to vomit.

"You mean you want me to agree to a divorce but not to leave the house, to deceive that other woman, and then you'll have one family in your hometown and another outside, is that right?"

Seeing that she understood, Pei Xiangyang became emotional.

He grabbed Bai Zhenzhu's hand, his face full of affection:

“Pearl, I really don’t want to break up with you. I have no feelings for Xia Lili. She took a liking to me and forced me to be with her. Her father is a big boss in Shanghai. I can’t afford to offend him.”

White Pearl rubbed the dark blue sap left from cutting pig feed on her hands, her downcast eyes filled with mockery.

Pei Xiangyang was indeed good-looking, with a tall and slender figure, and striking features.

Especially those eyes, even when gazing at a dog, they are full of affection.

Back then, Bai Zhenzhu was bewitched by Pei Xiangyang's good looks and insisted on marrying him despite her parents' objections.

She married him at eighteen, gave birth to a son at nineteen, and when her son was five, Pei Xiangyang brought a woman back from Shanghai.

In those days, many men who went out to work saw the world and made a lot of money. Their first priority was not to bring their wives and children to live with them, but to dump their wives and find someone younger and prettier.

Some men are blinded by the glamour of big cities, hooking up with wealthy women there and coaxing their simple-minded wives back home to divorce and marry them.

Pei Xiangyang is that kind of scumbag.

No, he's even more shameless.

In his past life, Pei Xiangyang used sweet words to trick Bai Zhenzhu into a fake divorce. He then married a wealthy heiress from Shanghai, lived in a villa, drove luxury cars, and reached the pinnacle of his life. He also had a son and a daughter.

Despite the divorce, she stayed in Pei Xiangyang's hometown, working tirelessly to care for his parents-in-law and raise his younger siblings.

In the end, his health collapsed early due to overwork. His only son discovered his father's betrayal and went to demand an explanation, but he never returned.

My son was only fifteen when he died!

The villagers who brought her son back said he died in a car accident, but Bai Zhenzhu knew that her son was killed by his own father.

Because by then he had established himself in Shanghai, and he wanted to bring his parents, siblings, and other relatives from his hometown to Shanghai to enjoy a better life.

His ex-wife and son, whom he had divorced long ago, were stumbling blocks and a disgrace to him, and he couldn't wait to get rid of them.

Her son died, and Bai Zhenzhu, whose health was too poor, couldn't catch her breath and followed him to the afterlife.

Unexpectedly, she was reborn and returned to the day she got divorced.

Thinking of her son's death, Bai Zhenzhu's tears welled up and rolled down her cheeks to her swollen chest.

Pei Xiangyang's eyes widened in disbelief.

Bai Zhenzhu lives up to her name; she is renowned for her beauty in the surrounding villages of Dawan Town.

In this village, every woman has sunburnt, her cheeks freckled and dark yellow, but she's naturally vain and always wears a straw hat when she goes out. She does look a bit darker now than when she first got married, but Pei Xiangyang knows she's naturally fair-skinned; the skin covered by her clothes is even more fair and alluring than that of Xia Lili, the pampered young lady.

Thinking of Bai Zhenzhu's soft body and seeing her cry, Pei Xiangyang felt a strong itch in his heart, assuming that she was reluctant to part with him.

He couldn't help but hug Bai Zhenzhu's shoulders, gently coaxing her:

"Pearl, you have to believe me. Our son is all grown up now. How could I possibly abandon you and our son? Don't worry, I'll double your living expenses every month from now on. I promise you won't suffer."

“Our son should be starting kindergarten soon. We must raise him well and support him through college. I also want to buy a house in a big city so you can live in a high-rise building and never have to toil in the fields again.”

"Pearl, if I, Pei Xiangyang, ever let you down in this life, may I be struck by lightning and die a horrible death."

It was the same recipe, the same pie. Now, hearing these words again, she realized that this person had been treating her like a fool and deceiving her from the very beginning.

Bai Zhenzhu wanted to tear him apart.

She angrily broke free from his embrace, and was about to slap him when the door was suddenly pushed open.

A fashionable girl wearing a red dress and sporting big, wavy hair walked in.

Xia Lili, Bai Zhenzhu never forgot that face, even in her death, even though she had only seen it once in her previous life.

What are you doing hiding in this dilapidated house?

Xia Lili walked over with her big, eyeliner-lined eyes, grabbed Pei Xiangyang and hugged his arm, looking at Bai Zhenzhu with a wary yet haughty gaze.

She had thought the village woman was excessively beautiful when she saw Bai Zhenzhu earlier, and now that she was crying, she looked even more beautiful, like a pear blossom in the rain.

However, after her gaze swept over the other person's dirty hands and muddy feet, contempt reappeared in her eyes.

She's just a rural woman; what else does she have besides her pretty face?

For a man like Pei Xiangyang, who is single-mindedly striving to climb higher, having no culture, no money, and no power is utterly useless.

Not enough to be afraid of.

Pei Xiangyang, afraid of offending Xia Lili, quickly tried to appease her:

"I didn't do anything, I was just trying to persuade her."

“This rural woman is ignorant; her heart is entirely devoted to her man. Besides, she gave birth to a son for me. If we get divorced, she won’t be able to find someone else. She’s making a scene right now because she doesn’t want to.”

Bai Zhenzhu scoffed inwardly, but did not deny it.

She remembered that Xia Lili had given her a sum of money to get rid of her back then.

She was just too stupid back then, and was completely fooled by Pei Xiangyang's empty promises. In the end, all the money went into Pei Xiangyang's pocket, and she didn't get a single penny.

Sure enough, Xia Lili looked at her impatiently:

"What do you want in return for a divorce? I'll give you money, okay?"

As he spoke, he took out a stack of hundred-yuan bills from the leather bag slung over his shoulder.

At that time, an ordinary worker would only earn two or three hundred yuan a month. Judging from the thickness of the bill, it must have been 20,000 yuan. That was indeed a large sum.

Bai Zhenzhu didn't even look at it, suppressing her disgust and putting on a look of utter grief and indignation:

"He is the father of my son, and I do not agree to a divorce."

Pei Xiangyang, who was standing next to her, stared at her with wide eyes when he saw her like this.

This woman loves him so much. She's a country woman, and she doesn't even blink when she sees so much money. This is definitely true love.

Xia Lili was furious when she saw her man staring intently at another woman.

She didn't care who was the wife and who was the mistress; all she knew was that Pei Xiangyang was the man she had her eye on, and no one was allowed to take him away.

"Get out." Xia Lili pushed Pei Xiangyang out and slammed the door shut.

White Pearl slowly straightened her back.

Only when the troublesome man is gone can you sell him for a good price.

Xia Lili wasn't one to dawdle, and she pulled out another wad of hundred-yuan bills from her bag.

"Thirty thousand. If you agree to the divorce, this money will be our compensation to you."

compensate?

No, this isn't compensation; it's the money she got from selling animals.

She deserves it.

“Thirty thousand? Not enough.” White Pearl shook her head.

Xia Lili's eyes lit up.

She wasn't afraid that Bai Zhenzhu wanted money; she was afraid that Bai Zhenzhu would only want her and not money.

He hurriedly asked, "How many do you want?"

Bai Zhenzhu: "That depends on how much Pei Xiangyang is worth in your heart."