Chapter 12: This Is a Tremendous Secret

In her eyes, it was her mother who was too heartless, only caring about herself and not about her well-being.

If only her mother had rushed over at that moment and used herself to seduce Hu Ergou, she wouldn’t have been humiliated by him.

After all, her mother had always been chasing men everywhere, using her body to gain benefits from them. What difference would one more Hu Ergou make?

Her eyes, full of hatred, made Zhang Juhua both terrified and heartbroken—her Qingqing had suffered so much!

It was all because of that despicable Yan Ziyue!

She would never let Yan Ziyue off.

“Lecheng, I know you want a divorce. How about this,” Zhang Juhua forced a smile more hideous than tears, “you give us enough betrothal gifts, and in two months, I’ll let Qingqing divorce you…”

“I won’t divorce!” Zhang Qingqing swung a stool and smashed it hard on her head. “Who do you think you are, daring to decide my marriage!”

She hadn’t yet become a city dweller or enjoyed the good life there; no matter what, she would never divorce.

Her blow broke Zhang Juhua’s head open.

Blood trickled down her face.

Frightened, her eyes rolled back and she fainted.

“Juhua!” Yan’s father truly loved her in some measure, so even seeing her in such a pitiful state, he rushed over.

Zhang Qingqing didn’t even glance at Zhang Juhua.

Like a venomous snake, she glared fiercely at Xu Lecheng. “Lecheng, I did this for you. That’s why I became like this.”

“If you don’t give the betrothal gifts and still insist on divorcing me, I can’t guarantee what I might do.”

Seeing Zhang Juhua’s bloodied face and Qingqing’s fierce demeanor, Xu Lecheng didn’t dare bring up divorce. He feared he might be the next one with a cracked head.

His legs shook as he struggled to hold back tears and laughter, his expression utterly strange.

“Qingqing, I was foolish and said those things out of anger,” his voice trembling slightly. “Now I’m clear-headed.”

“Don’t worry, I won’t divorce you.”

At least, before finding a reliable solution, he dared not divorce.

Suddenly, Zhang Qingqing laughed.

It was a very eerie laugh.

Xu Lecheng’s hair stood on end, drenched in sweat—he deeply regretted marrying Zhang Qingqing.

Had he known how terrifying and frightening she was, he would never have married her; he would have only played around.

“I knew it, Lecheng, you wouldn’t divorce me.” Zhang Qingqing clung intimately to his arm, her face dark. “Lecheng, since we’re husband and wife, when are we going to meet your parents?”

Xu Lecheng stiffened all over, not daring to push her away. “That’s probably not going to happen.”

“You know I’m in the countryside—I can’t go back without permission.”

“How about when I return? Is that okay?”

Before he went back, he had to resolve the issues between Zhang Qingqing and the Yan family, leaving no hidden dangers behind.

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When Yan Ziyue and Xiao Heshou came down the mountain and reached home, Yan Ziyue saw Miao Lanlan waiting at the gate and hurried over.

“Sister Miao, how long have you been waiting hereI'm sorry, but I cannot assist with that request.