Rebirth and Counterattack: The True Daughter Doesn’t Want to Inherit the Family Property Rebirth and

"Let's divorce."

Chen Ruoyu looked at Xia Qing sitting on the sofa, and the disgust in his eyes was unconcealed, as if he was looking at a pile of old clothes that he couldn't wait to throw away.

Xia Qing's face was withered, and Mu Ran looked back at her husband who had been married for seven years, and her bloodshot eyes showed mockery.

"Why should I get a divorce?"

She squinted at Zhao Yiyi, who was sitting elegantly on the rattan chair on the other side: "To fulfill your love?" Zhao

Yiyi was looking up at the freshly cut nails, and when she heard this, she looked up at Xia Qing, shook her head lightly and sighed, her glossy chestnut curls were draped over her shoulders.

"Xia Qing, my old classmate, look at you, only thirty years old, you have already buried like this, have you ever looked in the mirror?"

She took out a small round mirror from her makeup bag, leaned in front of Xia Qing and faced Xia Qing, with the most popular lipstick on her lips, and slowly said words in her mouth.

"What qualifications do you have to stand by Ruoyu's side now?"

Xia Qing looked at herself in the mirror, her once youthful and beautiful face was long gone, replaced by a puffy and pale face, unintentional hair on the cheeks, and even sporadic white hair.

Zhao Yiyi stood up and looked at Xia Qing condescendingly:

"Ruoyu is the youngest professor of K University Business School, and I am a distinguished professor who has just been introduced to K University, I understand his work, I can keep up with his ideals, I understand his every thought, as for you..."

Zhao Yiyi threw the small round mirror beside Xia Qing, walked back to the rattan chair and sat down, picked up the black and white photo on the table next to him, Reached out and stroked the cute smiling face of the child in the photo, and said softly:

"I just know that you can't even be a full-time mother."

Xia Qing's heart seemed to be hollowed out by these words.

She walked to the table like a wandering soul, snatched back her son's posthumous photo, pulled Zhao Yiyi's neckline, and dragged her to the door almost half-strung Zhao Yiyi's neck.

Zhao Yiyi screamed, she protected her neck with one hand in horror, and stretched out the other hand to Chen Ruoyu, who was dumbfounded: "Ruoyu, save me quickly!"

Chen Ruoyu hurriedly rushed forward and pulled Xia Qing's hand: "Let go, you quickly let go of her, are you crazy?"

Xia Qing didn't know where the strength came from, she only weighed ninety pounds, and she dragged Zhao Yiyi and Chen Ruoyu, who was desperately pulling herself, to the door, opened the door, pushed and kicked the two people out of the door, and then slammed the door.

She leaned back against the door, held the photo of her son Xiaoxu, slowly sat on the ground, and cried bitterly.

Xiaoxu was diagnosed with acute leukemia two years ago, and in the past two years, Xia Qing has been taking Xiaoxu everywhere to treat diseases, and her life track is hospital, vegetable market, home, hospital.

Chen Ruoyu has always said that he is very busy, the school's scientific research tasks are heavy, and Xiaoxu's treatment makes Xia Qing bother a lot, anyway, she has long been at home full-time with her children.

From chemotherapy to matching, from finding a bone marrow matching object, to the matching donor repenting of the donation, to the painful departure of the child two months ago, Chen Ruoyu went to the hospital no more than three times in total.

It is not surprising that the child has been in the world for four years, and the time that Chen Ruoyu has spent at home with him has not added up to more than one year.

"You know, I have to evaluate titles, I have to publish top journal papers, my time belongs to scientific research, you and your children must understand me."

Countless times when Xia Qing was exhausted and needed Chen Ruoyu, he responded like this.

The husband she once adored gradually made her feel alienated and strange.

Until last week, Chen Ruoyu's same facts could not stand it, and quietly told Xia Qing, she knew that Chen Ruoyu and Zhao Yiyi had already entered and exited the academy.

In the face of Xia Qing's anger and questioning, Chen Ruoyu was relieved, and simply took Zhao Yiyi to his home and openly asked for a divorce.

"You have not made any contribution to this family in recent years except for raising children at home, but I will not lose you, I will give you a fifty-thousand breakup fee as your reward for washing and cooking and raising children over the years."

Given that the house was purchased by Chen Ruoyu before marriage, Xia Qing was not eligible to get the house.

When they bought the house, they had not yet obtained a license, and after Chen Ruoyu expressed financial difficulties, Xia Qing's rural adoptive mother Fang Lan took out 300,000 yuan of her life savings to Chen Ruoyu.

As a result, Xia Qing's name was not on the real estate certificate, and there was not even a description of the proportion of the property.

At that time, Chen Ruoyu said that the 300,000 were used for decoration.

The adoptive mother Fang Lan once complained to Xia Qing about Chen Ruoyu behind her back, but Xia Qing before marriage was almost Chen Ruoyu's brain-dead fan, and she didn't think there was a problem with Chen Ruoyu doing this.

Only today did Xia Qing understand that what her adoptive mother was worried about had come true.

She looked around, all the furnishings in this home were personally selected by her own hands little by little to personally supervise the installation, and there were shadows of her and Xiaoxu in every corner, in the end, it turned out that all her laughter and tears over the years were only worth 50,000 breakup fees.

Outside the door, Chen Ruoyu and Zhao Yiyi's tapping on the door gradually stopped, probably to discuss countermeasures.

Xia Qing lowered her head and hugged the photo of the child in her arms, at this moment, the child's posthumous photo was her only reliance in the world.

There was a gentle knock on the door.

Xia Qing did not raise his head, and shouted "Get out" through the door.

The knock on the door paused, and then it sounded persistently.

Xia Qing frowned, this is not like Chen Ruoyu or Zhao Yiyi, those two even knocked on the door.

She hesitated for a moment, stood up and opened the door.

A thin middle-aged woman stood outside the door, and when she saw Xia Qing, she quickly showed a fawning smile.

Xia Qing was extremely bored when she saw this woman, and immediately wanted to close the door, who knew that the woman was stuck on the threshold with one foot and refused to let her close the door.

Xia Qing looked at her figure like a candle in the wind, resisted the urge to push her away, and finally let this woman in.

After the woman entered the door, she closed the door herself and looked at Xia Qing carefully: "Qingqing, mother has come to see you."

Xia Qing poured a cup of cold boiled water and put it on the table, and said coldly: "You are not my mother, don't mess around." The

woman quickly took up the water and drank more than half of it, then took out a handkerchief and began to wipe her tears: "I know, you hate me for giving you away when you were born... Mom can't help it.

Xia Qing's face was livid: "It's just the two of us here, don't act, Lin Ling, it's impossible for me to help you raise your son." Lin

Ling, a middle-aged woman, suddenly approached Xia Qing a year ago, claiming to be Xia Qing's biological mother, saying that she had cancer and hoped that Xia Qing could take care of her 25-year-old son.

At that time, Xia Qing was exhausted from taking care of the seriously ill Xiaoxu, and she didn't believe the words of this strange woman at all.

Fang Lan, the adoptive mother who came from the countryside to help her, changed her face and quarreled with Lin Ling in front of her, and Xia Qing knew that it was indeed this woman who sent her one-month-old self to the countryside and threw it to Fang Lan.

"Can you make a face, Xia Qing has grown so big that you almost don't exist when she doesn't exist, and now you are dying and Xia Qing wants Xia Qing to take care of your son? Is he disabled or mentally handicapped, and he can't live on his own? "

Fang Lan's husband died unexpectedly when she was young, she never married again, she was very beautiful, but because of her strong mouth, no one dared to come to the door to provoke her.

Xia Qing was tired and very angry at that time, but she was amused by her adoptive mother's words.

Lin Ling was trembling with tears, almost turned away by Fang Lan's anger, but she still didn't die: "Doesn't my son still want to buy a house and marry his daughter-in-law?" I can't see it, how can Xia Qing be a sister not help her own brother?

Saying that, she even had hope: "I heard that my son-in-law is still a university professor, so it must be easy to find a better job for my daughter-in-law's brother."

Xia Qing couldn't even get angry, she stared at Lin Ling with a wooden face, until Lin Ling closed her mouth.

Fang Lan smiled back angrily, picked up the plastic basin in the ward, and slashed his head and covered his face and hit Lin Ling: "You give me a sneaky roll, disappear from the eyes of our mothers, roll!" At

that time, Lin Ling was rolling, but then she actually touched the business school where Chen Ruoyu worked, made everyone aware that she was Xia Qing's biological mother, and asked Chen Ruoyu to help her brother-in-law more.

Xia Qing will always remember that Chen Ruoyu let herself go and take Lin Ling away like ice, and when she dragged Lin Ling out of Chen Ruoyu's office, Zhao Yiyi said in the corridor:

"With such a mother, no wonder it has become so spicy now."

Unexpectedly, Lin Ling disappeared for a few months and touched her home again.

Lin Ling did not mention that Xia Qing take care of her son's stubble.

"Qingqing, I heard that my son-in-law wants to divorce you?"

Xia Qing raised his eyes, and then sneered: "You really pay attention to me all the time."

Lin Ling put on a look of deep righteousness: "Mom is different from your adoptive mother, mom is a serious city person, her vision is broader than your adoptive mother, this man, once his heart changes, it is impossible to turn back."

"Qingqing, you must listen to your mother this time, you will divorce this marriage, after the divorce, your mother will take you home to live."

Xia Qing only felt that the sun came out from the west, and she looked Lin Ling up and down carefully, but Lin Ling was unmoved, and urged her to divorce very firmly.

When things go wrong, there will be demons.

Xia Qing stood up and pointed to the gate: "How my life goes has nothing to do with you, please leave here, now, immediately."

Lin Ling refused to leave, she simply walked to Xia Qing, grabbed Xia Qing's clothes, and looked at her with a pair of outrageous eyes on her thin face: "Qingqing, you are obedient, divorce." "

Xia Qing can't bear it, what sins did she make in her last life, and she was such a mother.

She wanted to break Lin Ling's hand away, but the woman didn't let go, and she wanted her to divorce like a demon.

"It's impossible for me to divorce, you die this heart!" Xia Qing popped out word by word, hoping that this woman could understand.

Lin Ling suddenly quieted down.

She lowered her head, and her chest made a voice that seemed to come from hell: "In that case, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Xia Qing's intuition was not good, and before she could push Lin Ling away, she was stabbed in the chest by a fruit knife.

She hurriedly retreated, but Lin Ling followed ghostly, and Xia Qing was stabbed in the chest again.

She grabbed the blade on her chest with one hand, her lips trembled, and it took a long time to ask: "Why?"

"You're dead, and everything is fine."

Lin Ling raised her head, and under her gray hair, she smiled satisfiedly.

"When you die, my Yiyi can marry the man she loves, and the two of them will treat my son well in the future, as long as you die, everything will be there."

Lin Ling laughed madly, blood slowly flowed from the corners of her mouth, but she didn't care, and kept chanting "It will be fine, everyone will be fine" in her mouth.

Xia Qing seemed to have been struck by lightning, she was no longer able to stand, and slowly fell down.

"Your Yiyi? What do you mean?

Lin Ling looked down at her, half happy and half proud: "You are the child I secretly exchanged with Yiyi in the delivery room back then, of course I am not your biological mother, Yiyi is my biological daughter."

Xia Qing instantly understood why she didn't feel a trace of affection for Lin Ling, so it was, so it was!

Lin Ling slowly lay beside Xia Qing, vomiting blood while laughing: "Don't hate me, I will die with you, I will pay for your life, let's go, let's go."

Her claw-like hand grabbed Xia Qing's hand, and Xia Qing tried hard to get rid of it, but unfortunately there was no strength.

In her last consciousness, she looked longingly at the blue sky outside the window, but like a trapped bird, she remained in the cage forever.

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