Enemies Are All Nourishment for My Fungi-Chapter 125 Can’t Get Through, Let’s Divorce (4)

Ye Nai’s eldest daughter spoke in an unlucky and unpleasant manner, but the support was indeed there, and Yu Qing’s heart, which had been fluctuating, finally settled.

"Which one of your cards will the redeemed fund money go back to?" Ye Nai suddenly thought of a question.

"Mine."

"Okay, transfer the money once you get it, switch back the property title, then sell the house, get divorced, and move."

"With the current real estate market, that house will probably be on the market for a long time."

"Then let’s ask the real estate agency if they are willing to take over the house."

"Right, now holding the property title, isn’t it just these kinds of agencies?"

"...?"

Ye Nai thought her mom was wasting her talents just being a junior accountant; she was really quick-witted. Ye Nai had merely mentioned it without thinking, and her mom immediately took the bait.

"It’s possible, but did they leave any contact information other than account numbers?" The idea of not bothering with secondary concerns was definitely not going to work.

"Uh..."

"If not, stop thinking about it and look for other agencies to ask."

While speaking, Ye Nai began checking local housing prices on her phone.

She quickly found the listing prices of several houses for sale in her community, 5,600 per square meter.

Twenty-year-old property, two-bedroom, less than 60 square meters, decent location, bus stop right outside, only three stops away from the hospital, walking distance to elementary, middle, and high schools, surrounded by a vegetable market and a chain supermarket, convenient for transport and daily life.

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Based on this price, her own house would be worth just over three hundred thousand, able to borrow two hundred thousand, and Beiling Credit actually issued a loan, unknown how they thought it through.

Ye Nai just mused about it; those responsible had perished in "Space," so there was no way to ask them about their reasoning.

"Mom, look, our house is roughly at this price."

Yu Qing took a glance and was also a bit surprised.

"The house is only worth a little over three hundred thousand? Has it dropped that much?"

"What was the price before?"

"Before, it was a new property, bought at 7,200 per square meter, an internal area of 56 square meters, 20% down payment, your father and I paid half each, the rest was on mortgage, with your subsidy, we paid it off aggressively; we’d had the property title for just two or three months.

"It’s impressive, daring to mortgage it to the lending company right after getting the property title."

"That’s because we got desperately reckless."

"Ask your uncle, their son just got married, see if he wants to move out and live independently."

"Ah?!"

"Their family benefited from grandpa’s influence, they have a three-bedroom apartment, but the elderly live in one, your uncle and his wife in another, cousin and his spouse in another, where does their younger son sleep?"

"He’s currently boarding at school, all three of their children board, during vacations the two sons sleep with their parents and the elderly, freeing up the room for their eldest daughter."

Yu Qing struggled more and more to continue speaking. Her older daughter never stayed at school because she was expected to do chores at home every day, growing up to adulthood without ever having her own room. Even though her uncle’s family also lacked enough space, his older daughter had her own room.

"That won’t work, ask uncle’s family if they need it or not. They wouldn’t wish for the elderly to pass away. They might wish for grandma to go but not grandpa—without him, their quality of life would drop. My brother-in-law and his wife might manage just the two of them, but what if his wife gets pregnant? They have to consider the newborn, where would they put baby items in their house?"

"That’s... true." Yu Qing thought this was indeed a good approach, "Let’s ask them when we visit for New Year’s greetings tomorrow. Today we were just busy arguing."

"Okay, it’s up to you guys. I’ll be heading back tomorrow."

"You aren’t coming with us for the New Year’s visit?"

"Why should I go? To listen to aunt’s sarcastic comments? Caring so much about your husband’s relatives, do you still want to get divorced?"

"Yes, a divorce is what I want."

"Then that settles it. Why go for a New Year’s visit? Let dad talk to them; you go see your parents. Take them shopping and out to eat, maybe to the Seafood Restaurant. I’ll book a private room, and bring both grandparents and your uncle’s family to enjoy it."

"Fine, I’ll visit my parents, let your dad handle the negotiations. I just worry that he’ll cave when he hears my brother-in-law and his wife plead poverty and won’t negotiate a good price."

"If you’re truly determined to get a divorce, when you’re back home, don’t discuss feelings with dad, just the finances with him. If he underquotes the property price, when you two split it, he has to spend his own money and support two sons. His leg hasn’t healed properly, he can’t do fieldwork, he might get kicked out of the squad, his salary reduced. With no assets post-divorce, let’s see if he can still afford cigarettes and alcohol. If he can convince uncle to agree with the property value, that’s his skill, as long as uncle acknowledges it afterwards."

"Acknowledge it? Ha…"

Yu Qing thought his daughter’s suggestion was good—divorcing in middle age, money was indeed of the utmost importance. With money, he could quickly start a new life.

"Alright, the cab we’ve been waiting for is finally arriving. Pay attention tomorrow when you visit your parents’ house for the New Year. If your uncles and aunts show up, don’t mention going out to eat. Since I can’t afford everyone’s meal, just leave."

"Okay."

While speaking, the long-awaited seven-seater taxi finally arrived, and Ye Nai watched them get in and head home.

She then pulled out her mini electric bike, rode to the hotel she stayed in last time, and booked a room to rest.

Upon entering the room, Ye Nai removed her coat, flopped onto the bed, and didn’t want to move anymore.

She had rushed over in the early morning on her bike to deal with a case of kidnapping for debt repayment and had been busy all day. Now, she could finally lie flat and rest.

As she lay there, sleepiness overwhelmed her, and Ye Nai quickly sat up, turned on her phone to make a reservation for a private room at the Seafood Restaurant, washed her face in the bathroom, then her sleepiness vanished. She pulled out her laptop desk, studied internal organ surgery for two hours, and just as sleepiness hit her again, she shut down the computer and went to sleep.

Ye Yu and Yu Qing’s family returned home, to a living room in disarray. No one could slack off, and they all pitched in, sweating as they cleaned up the mess.

This hard work inevitably led to the couple bickering, each blaming the other for the mess.

Naturally, the topic shifted back to divorce—about selling the house and splitting the money. But their high-rise apartment, twenty years old, couldn’t fetch a decent price; even breaking even was impossible. According to the neighbors’ listing prices, it could only sell for a bit over three hundred thousand.

Yu Qing naturally brought up Ye Yu’s older brother. His newly married grandnephew, whether he would take over the apartment or not, was in question. Otherwise, once his wife got pregnant, the older brother’s three-bedroom couldn’t possibly accommodate four generations under one roof, especially since they still had a nephew in high school. Even if he stayed at school most of the time, he’d need to come home during breaks.

Bending down to pick something up off the floor, Ye Yu straightened up abruptly after hearing this.

Although their marital feelings had faded, Ye Yu still respected his wife’s head for numbers.

Nowadays, many families had multiple children and not enough space at home. His grandnephew would definitely be eager to split off and live separately. It was worth asking.

However, just asking. Since they were both considering divorce, if they went to a wedding banquet, they needed to give a gift. Gifts from a direct uncle can’t be small, which would mean transferring marital assets. Hence, according to Yu Qing, they could attend the banquet but couldn’t give a gift, or else they’d be responsible for any consequences.