let's get a divorce

After leaving the community, Yang Wenxuan took a taxi and rushed to Yang's father's house. After getting off the taxi, Yang Wenxuan went straight to his father's house.

Now Yang Wenxuan is angry. He is angry at his mother for cheating him of money, and even more angry at his father for selling his grandfather's house without telling him.

The house has been sold and it is too late to say anything now, but Yang Wenxuan must return the check that was given to Yang's mother. If possible, he hopes to use the money to buy back the sold house.

Thinking of this, Yang Wenxuan walked to the door of the villa, he pressed the doorbell vigorously, and soon someone opened the door, but the one who opened the door was not Mother Yang, but a servant at home.

Seeing Yang Wenxuan coming, the servant hurriedly said: "Eldest young master, you are back, please persuade the master quickly, he will beat the second young master to death."

Hearing what the servant said, Yang Wenxuan was very surprised. Although he didn't come back to this house often, he also knew that his father loved his younger brother the most. He was really surprised when the servant said that his father was going to kill his younger brother.

He hurried into the house, and as soon as he entered the house, he heard the quarrel between his father and younger brother.

"Nizi, see if I don't beat you to death today," Yang Wenxuan heard his father's angry voice as soon as he entered the room.

"What do you use to hit me?" A young man in his early twenties said disobediently. This young man was Yang Wenxuan's half brother Yang Wenwu.

Hearing that Yang Wenwu dared to talk back to him, Father Yang trembled with anger. He trembled and said, "Why, why, just because I am your old man," Father Yang casually took the He picked up the ashtray on the coffee table and hit Yang Wenwu.

"Master, don't do it," Yang's mother shouted as she saw Yang's father throwing an ashtray at Yang Wenwu, and hurried to Yang Wenwu.

"Ah," as Mother Yang yelled, the ashtray hit Mother Yang's forehead, and Father Yang was furious, so he threw it with all his strength, and Mother Yang's forehead was immediately swollen. It swelled up.

"Mom," Yang Wenwu called out distressedly when he saw the red and swollen forehead of his mother who stood in front of him.

Seeing this situation, Yang Wenxuan was also a little frightened. Although he was still angry with his parents, Yang Wenxuan was their son after all, so he couldn't just sit by and ignore this situation.

He hurried forward and said, "Dad, what's the matter? What did my brother do wrong? You want to beat him like this."

Hearing the voice, Father Yang turned to Yang Wenxuan. After seeing Yang Wenxuan, it might be because he sold Mr. Yang’s house privately and felt that he felt bad for Yang Wenxuan. His voice softened a little, and he said, "Wenxuan, yes Dad is sorry for you."

Hearing his father apologize to himself, Yang Wenxuan was a little surprised. He thought his father apologized to him because he sold the house privately. After all, the man is his father, grandpa's son, and he can't do anything to him.

Looking at the guilt in his father's eyes, Yang Wenxuan said: "Dad, since the house is sold, don't blame yourself. I gave my mother a check for 2000 million a few days ago, thinking it was to help you pay off the debt. Since You sell the house to pay off the debt, then I can use that 2000 million check to buy the house back."

While talking, Yang Wenxuan looked at Yang's mother, and said in a very low tone: "Mom, why didn't you give the check I gave you to Dad, and asked him to sell the house, since Dad sold the house to pay off the debts?" , can you return that check to me?"

Hearing what Yang Wenxuan said, Yang's mother, whose eyes were red and swollen from crying because her husband wanted to beat her son to death, burst into tears again, "Wenxuan, mom has no choice but to rely on your brother Forget that check?"

Although Yang Wenxuan has always felt that no matter whether Mother Yang is his biological mother or not, no matter whether she treats him well or not, he must be a filial son and never talk back to his parents, but when he heard Mother Yang say this, Yang Wenxuan felt There was still uncontrollable anger.

Yang Wenxuan's tone was not too good and he said: "Mom, it's a check for 2000 million. You said lightly that I can let it go for my brother's sake. What do you think it is? For my brother's sake, what does it mean, and what do I care about with my brother, I have to return that check today."

Hearing what Yang Wenxuan said, Yang's mother cried even more heartbreakingly, and she couldn't say anything.

Seeing his daughter-in-law crying and unable to say anything, Father Yang sighed heavily and said, "Wenxuan, can you stop asking for that check?"

Hearing his father say the same, Yang Wenxuan's face was full of incredulity. He looked at his father and said, "Dad, why don't you? , You have to give me a reasonable explanation, I originally thought that the check was intended to help you pay off the debt, but now you have sold the house to pay off the debt, I want to return the check and buy the house back, can’t I?”

If Yang's father had seen Yang Wenxuan dare to talk to him like this in the past, he would have scolded him angrily, but today he knew that he was at fault for this matter, and besides, it involved his most beloved youngest son, so he had no choice but to treat his eldest son Good advice.

"Wenxuan, Dad already knows that you and Wentai are divorced. The money is from you and Wentai's divorce. But Dad has nothing to do with it. For your brother's sake, the money is yours. Don't ask for it? After all, he is your own brother!"

It's the younger brother again, Yang Wenxuan didn't understand what he cared about his younger brother if he wanted to return that check, so he asked, "Dad, why do I care about my younger brother if I want to return that check?"

"Hey..." Father Yang sighed, and then continued: "It's your younger brother. Your younger brother owed a lot of debts from gambling outside. Your mother used the money to pay your brother's debts."

"What?" Hearing his father's words, Yang Wenxuan took a few steps back uncontrollably.

At this time, Mother Yang, whose crying slowed down, also said in a pinch: "Yes, Wenxuan, for your brother's sake, don't ask for this money. Mom didn't mean to lie to you. I called you at the beginning. Mom really wanted you to think of a way to help your dad, but later your dad sold your grandpa's house to pay off the debt, and you called me that day and said you wanted to send money, I I wanted to tell you the truth, but at that time I thought about your brother’s issue, so I thought about using your money to pay back the money your brother owed. After all, he is your real brother. This family will still depend on you two in the future!"

"Yeah, big brother, if I don't pay the money, those people will beat me to death. Don't you have the heart to watch your brother be beaten to death by those people? You are my dearest and dearest person!" Mother Yang said Finished, Yang Wenwu also said.

Listening to their words, Yang Wenxuan's eyes moved back and forth on Yang's father, Yang's mother, and Yang Wenwu, looking at the three people with different expressions, but the same faces revealed that we are your relatives, Yang Wenwu is you Brother, for your brother, you don't need this money.

Looking at these three people, Yang Wenxuan suddenly wanted to laugh. It was so ridiculous that people who Yang Wenxuan had never felt affection for them before suddenly talked about affection with Yang Wenxuan today.

Looking at these three people who are looking at him without blinking, waiting for him to speak, looking at these three people who should be his closest relatives in this world now, but Yang Wenxuan can't feel any affection for them Yang Wenxuan opened his mouth and said, "Okay." Now Yang Wenxuan felt numb all over his body, and he didn't know if he made a sound about "Okay".

But looking at the expressions of the three people on the opposite side after he finished speaking, Yang Wenxuan knew that he had spoken, and they heard it too.

"Hurry up, hurry up, thank you brother," Yang's mother said happily. At this time, Yang's mother's eyes and nose were still red, and there was still a large lump protruding from her forehead. After hearing Yang Wenxuan's words, her face was red Showing joy, that look is as funny as it needs to be.

"Thank you bro."

"Wenxuan, you are really a good son of my father. My father really loved you for nothing. By the way, where did you live after you divorced Wentai? I think you should move here and live with us," Father Yang said .

Hearing Father Yang's words, Mother Yang didn't object, and she also echoed: "Yes, Wenxuan, I think you can move here, or where do you live? Do you live with that friend of yours? After all, friends Unlike us, we are related to you by blood, and you always live with your friends for a long time, and your friends will dislike you even if they don't say anything."

After listening to Mother Yang's words, Yang Wenxuan asked himself in his heart, "Would Yun Huan despise her?" Without a doubt, Yang Wenxuan knew that Fang Yunhuan would not.

But they, the three people in front of them, claiming to be relatives who are related to them by blood, now they may have a little sincerity in their hearts to keep themselves to live here because of money, but it has been a long time, and they Slowly they will forget about the money they paid, they will only remember that they are living with them now, living with them for free, and gradually they will suspect themselves in various ways.

Yang Wenxuan believed that even his own father would be like this after a long time. He only had one biological son in his heart, and that was Yang Wenwu.

Thinking of this, Yang Wenxuan turned around slowly, and walked out of the room. He wanted to leave this place, this home that made him a little suffocated and could not feel a trace of affection.

After turning around, Yang Wenxuan walked towards the door step by step. He heard Yang's father and the others talking, but Yang Wenxuan couldn't hear what they were talking about. Maybe they were calling him, maybe not, Yang Wenxuan had already told himself All sounds in this house are self-muffled.

One step, one step, one step, finally, at last they all reached the door, Yang Wenxuan quickly held the doorknob to open the door, and walked out quickly, once outside, Yang Wenxuan kept breathing heavily, as if to put the The air in the room that was less breathed due to the feeling of suffocation is replenished.