Chapter 53: Night Before the Divorce the Villainous Family Can Hear My Thoughts!

 Chapter 53: Is President Huo Feeling Nostalgic Over an Object? One sentence, "my husband," struck a painful chord in Li Qingxue. Her lips tw

Chapter 53: Is President Huo Feeling Nostalgic Over an Object?

One sentence, "my husband," struck a painful chord in Li Qingxue.

Her lips twitched violently, and her eyes blazed with fiery anger.

The hand gripping the armrest of her wheelchair tightened, digging into the surface, causing several of her long nails to break.

Yet, she felt no pain at all.

"Miss Li, are you listening?" Shen Cheng continued to pour salt on the wound. "My husband says that to make it up to me, he plans to transfer the several properties of Yunjiu Lane into my name."

"He’s really anxious, insisting that we go right now to handle the transfer paperwork."

"Ah, he’s so sincere, I can't refuse him, so I had no choice but to decline meeting with you, Miss Li."

"Besides, there’s nothing for us to talk about, really! As for the misunderstanding you mentioned, I think it’s between you and my husband—something more like an ambiguous relationship."

"Well, what's the big deal? It's normal for men to have a few close female friends. As long as the money he makes comes to me, that's all that matters."

"Yunjiu lane’s dozen or so properties are worth billions, I think. Since he’s so generous in making up for me, I’ll forgive him this time, not holding it against him for having some ambiguous moments with you."

"Oh, I misspoke! It wasn't exactly an ambiguous phase. After all, you were lying in a hospital bed like a corpse, unable to do anything!"

"If he’s even interested in someone as half-dead as you, then he’s worse than an animal. But I think my husband does have some bottom line."

"Ah, I really shouldn’t keep talking to you, Miss Li. My husband is urging me, he’s so impatient!"

"Okay, okay, considering his sincerity, I’ll forgive him this time. After all, he didn’t actually cheat."

"Miss Li, take care of yourself and recover well."

She didn’t give Li Qingxue any chance to speak, rambling on for a long time before directly hanging up the phone.

Li Qingxue’s face visibly darkened, and although Li An An couldn’t hear what Shen Cheng had said, she could clearly see the change in her sister’s expression.

"Big sis, what did that btch Shen Cheng say?" Li An An gritted her teeth. "No matter what she said, we have to tell Brother Xingjian..."

"Li An An, is there anything in your head besides men?" Li Qingxue looked at her with disdain.

"Big sis..."

"Shut up, I don’t want to hear your voice right now! Can’t you leave me in peace? Can’t you stop making things more complicated for me?" Li Qingxue snapped, her voice full of anger.

Li An An wanted to retort, but when she saw the fierce look in her sister’s eyes, she swallowed her words.

"Big sis, I was wrong." For the first time, she admitted her fault with a very humble attitude. "Big sis, I’ll listen to you, whatever you say."

Li Qingxue took a deep breath. "Go to Wenhua Garden."

She was determined that Wen Yintong would never agree to let Huo Xingjian transfer those dozen properties of Yunjiu Lane to Shen Cheng.

Wen Yintong had always disliked Shen Cheng, in fact, she might even hate her.

But she liked Li Qingxue. She often praised her for being sensible, gentle, and understanding.

Once, in front of Huo Xingjian, she had even said: "If only you had married Qingxue, she’s such a good woman, I can’t understand why you’d choose Shen Cheng instead."

Yes, Wen Yintong had always liked her.

Recently, however, her attitude had shifted, which was surely due to Shen Cheng’s influence.

Li Qingxue needed to change Wen Yintong’s opinion of her and return to the way things were before.

Wen Yintong was easy to handle. What mattered most to her were her children, and of course, her beloved husband, Huo Yunshan.

As long as Huo Yunshan agreed, Wen Yintong would listen to her. And Huo Yunshan still liked her a lot. Additionally, there was Huo Xinglang’s mother, Yu Fencai.

Before this, everyone in the Huo family, except Shen Cheng, liked her.

Oh, wait! There was one person who didn’t— that old, unworthy, old man!

He only liked Shen Cheng.

But he was from the Wen family, not the Huo family.

"Sis, I heard that during this period, the mother of Xinglang has been taking care of Madam Huo at Wenhua Garden," Li An An said cautiously.

At these words, Li Qingxue’s eyes lit up, and a faint, satisfied smile curled at the corners of her lips. "Perfect."

She wouldn’t have to go around buttering up everyone one by one.

Anyway, Wen Yintong always listened to Yu Fencai.

She could take care of both of them at once.

...

Huo Yushu was accompanying Wen Yintong, casually browsing the shops in the mall.

Of course, she had already told Wen Yintong about Li Qingxue's meeting with Shen Cheng, the phone call Huo Xingjian made to Shen Cheng, and Shen Cheng's true intentions.

"Mom, what is my sister-in-law trying to do?" Huo Yushu looked at Wen Yintong with confusion.

Wen Yintong’s lips curled into a meaningful smile. "What’s she trying to do? Naturally, she wants to get more benefits from your brother."

"No, no, no!" Huo Yushu shook her head in disagreement, her expression confident. "I think she wants to use Li Qingxue to get your brother to divorce her."

"That’s not possible!" Wen Yintong immediately denied it without hesitation. "If he dares to divorce Chengzi, I’ll throw him out of the house!"

"Yes!" Huo Yushu nodded. "This family can do without him, but it can’t do without my sister-in-law."

"You’re right!" Wen Yintong nodded seriously. "But, considering that he knows how to make money, we should still help him out."

"Right, right, right!" Huo Yushu agreed. "We still rely on him to make money and support us. If we change him halfway, who’s going to bring in the money?"

"Mom, what do you think will happen when we’re not home? What will Dad and Yu Fencai be doing in the house?" She suddenly asked curiously.

Wen Yintong’s face darkened. "What else would they be doing? Probably those shameless, dirty things!"

Then she glared at Huo Yushu with irritation. "You’re a young lady—stop thinking about those dirty things all day! You don’t even have a boyfriend!"

Huo Yushu sighed. "Mom, who do you think is the man that my sister-in-law said is working with Huo Yuyan to ruin my life?"

...

Qin Xin Garden.

Shen Cheng’s car pulled into the yard, where she saw the Rolls-Royce Phantom belonging to Huo Xingjian parked there early.

At this moment, the window on the driver’s side was lowered. Huo Xingjian sat in the driver's seat, his left hand casually resting on the window, holding a cigarette.

He wasn’t smoking it, though. The cigarette was burning quietly, with a long trail of ash accumulating.

From the rearview mirror, she could see his expression—serious, silent, as if there was something weighing heavily on his mind.

"Cough!" Shen Cheng cleared her throat lightly.

Upon hearing the sound, Huo Xingjian quickly put out the half-smoked cigarette and got out of the car.

"President Huo, are you feeling nostalgic about something?" Shen Cheng walked closer, glancing at him and speaking in a neutral tone.

"Yes, I am," he didn’t deny it. His ink-like eyes locked onto hers. "But not anymore."