The Sweetness of the Seventies-Chapter 1191 - 1160: Unwilling to Give Money

Time was pressing, and Yuan Hua was her client who brought her substantial annual income. It was time for him to show his potential and let Yuan Hua know her money was not wasted.

Li Jing glanced at the watch on his wrist and nodded, "I can, but I can only work here."

This was Yuan Hua’s office.

Yuan Hua nodded and said, "You can use the office!"

"Alright, it can be done this afternoon," Li Jing said, then took out the agreement to revise and photocopy it.

Yuan Hua looked at it and nodded, "That’s fine, just like that."

Then he signed his own name!

In the afternoon, Li Jing went to the national swimming team to find Zhu Zhitao.

Zhu Zhitao saw Li Jing, and then they came out together.

"Mr. Zhu, this has been revised according to your requirements," Li Jing said, taking out two divorce agreements.

Zhu Zhitao was not in the mood to read, took them, signed his name, then turned and left.

Facing the divorce lawyer, Zhu Zhitao indeed couldn’t utter the words "thank you."

He did not want to divorce, but he had to!

Li Jing said from behind, "Mr. Zhu, next Monday, Lady Yuanhua will be waiting for you at the entrance of Dongcheng District Civil Affairs Bureau."

"I understand," Zhu Zhitao paused his steps, then continued to walk forward.

The divorce was inevitable.

Even when Zhu Zhitao mentioned Xiao Xiao, Yuan Hua was unwilling to yield, proving she was thoroughly disappointed and resolute about it.

No matter how much he tried to retain her, it wouldn’t change Yuan Hua’s mind, very disappointing, but Zhu Zhitao also didn’t want to fall out with Yuan Hua, thus depleting their last bit of goodwill.

Zhu Zhitao had wanted to tell his parents that he was about to divorce, but thinking about what his parents had done, he held back.

With his mother’s temperament, she would certainly create a huge scene, uncontrollable, and even if it ended up in court, he wouldn’t gain anything more, especially since he was voluntarily giving up.

So Zhu Zhitao said nothing and became very silent.

However, Mother Zhu still assumed as usual, believing her son would handle everything as before, so she needed not worry.

Only, the vegetables and meats usually sent to Maoer Alley stopped arriving.

Mother Zhu cursed in the courtyard, accusing Yuan Hua of trying to starve her to death.

Zhu Zhitao, uninterested in dealing with his parents, took his briefcase, ID card, and household registration book to the Civil Affairs Bureau in Dongcheng District.

Seeing their son leave, Father Zhu felt uneasy, sensing something bad, and said, "Shouldn’t we have a proper talk with our son and daughter-in-law?"

"Talk about what? Whoever speaks first is the one who concedes," Mother Zhu said, "If we aren’t firm now, Yuan Hua will think she can do whatever she wants in the future! Hold on, don’t panic! Eat what we should eat; drink what we should drink!"

At that moment, the housekeeper, Aunt Wu, came over cautiously and said, "Old Madam, today’s vegetables and meat haven’t been delivered. I made some porridge and there are some side dishes for breakfast, enough to get by, but there will be no vegetables for lunch."

Ever since Lady Yuanhua’s in-laws arrived, the house felt like it had hosted an emperor and an empress dowager.

If it weren’t for the high salary Yuan Hua paid, she would have quit long ago.

Still a college professor, not much better than the previous landlady, stingy, full of schemes.

"What?" Mother Zhu was taken aback, "No vegetables, didn’t you know to buy some?"

"Usually, Lady Yuanhua takes care of it," Aunt Wu said, "The money for this month hasn’t been paid yet, so they didn’t deliver."

As soon as money was mentioned, Mother Zhu was displeased.

She had been living there for over a year, never paying a dime, since she was eating her son’s food, she felt no need to pay.

"Then you go and ask Mother Xiao Xiao to pay!" Mother Zhu said, obviously unwilling to pay herself.

Aunt Wu, already instructed by Yuan Hua, said with a troubled expression, "I can’t find Lady Yuanhua. By the way, Old Madam, today I am also supposed to get paid, my entire family is waiting for money to live on. You’re so generous and kind, you will surely pay me my wages, won’t you?"

Mother Zhu was taken aback again and frowned, "Where would I get the money to pay you? Go ask Yuan Hua."

Aunt Wu was displeased, saying, "But you are the Old Madam! Aren’t you the absolute authority here in this house? You’ve eaten and now don’t want to pay for vegetables or wages; where in the world does this happen!"

"You... you get out, or else I’ll fire you right now," Mother Zhu said harshly, still reluctant to pay.

Aunt Wu took off the apron she was wearing and threw it on the ground, saying, "I’ll leave; you think I want to serve you, Old Pious Women? But before I go, give me my four hundred yuan wages. If you don’t pay me, I’ll go to the district office, I’ll shout out in front of your house and expose the ugly face of you capitalists and landladies exploiting others."

Aunt Wu, a single mother who raised her daughter and even sent her to college, was not easy to provoke!

Mother Zhu was crafty, but no match in a quarrel for Aunt Wu, who had street smarts, and was left speechless with frustration.

"Enough, no more back and forth, just give me my wages," Aunt Wu said, "With your stingy character, I’m even worried about future wages. Just pay up now."

Mother Zhu was furious, but couldn’t outtalk Aunt Wu, and had to go get the money for her.

Four hundred yuan, oh, it pained Mother Zhu greatly, but without paying, the shrew would keep nagging incessantly.

Aunt Wu took the money and left triumphantly, saying before departing, "Ah, finally I don’t need to serve this troublesome old witch anymore..."

After Aunt Wu left, Mother Zhu was so angry her eyes reddened.

Father Zhu came out from the study and said cautiously, "This has blown up, the daughter-in-law is obviously not managing here anymore."

"Let her be, if the monk can run away, the temple won’t," Mother Zhu cursed, "She had better never come back. I’ll go buy vegetables and call Zhibin to have his family come over for dinner."

Father Zhu didn’t want to involve the second son and his family during such a tense time, so he was reluctant to make the call.

"If you won’t call, I will." Mother Zhu pushed Father Zhu aside and went to call her younger son to join them for dinner tonight.

Zhu Zhibin and his wife of course were happy to come over, because every time they came, they could take home bags full of supplies, saving a lot of money.

After all, it was their mother who gave them, not something they asked their sister-in-law for, so they took it with a clear conscience.

Meanwhile, Zhu Zhibin arrived at the front of the Dongcheng District Civil Affairs Bureau, where Yuan Hua was already waiting.

Yuan Hua, in a gray trench coat with long curly hair tied back, stood in the wind like a lonely magnolia detached from the world.

Such a beautiful woman, he had not cherished, and now she was leaving him for good.

Zhu Zhitao was heartbroken but could not change anything.

Some things, once they happen, it’s too late for regrets.

Upon seeing Zhu Zhitao, Yuan Hua softly said, "Let’s go."