Chapter 508 - 407: We Were Married Once, I’ll Give You 1 Chance

Chapter 508: Chapter 407: We Were Married Once, I’ll Give You 1 Chance

She was a believer in feng shui.

The more she thought about it, the more unsettled she felt.

It was just too strange.

Right after the divorce, he suddenly started a food business, and it became ridiculously popular.

If he hadn’t stolen their family’s good fortune, what else could it be?

Yang Yixue felt a pang in her heart. "Maybe... I’m not really sure."

She knew it was her own fault, but she would never admit it.

’What’s the point of saying it out loud...’

Li Xiaoyan said, "Daughter, how about this? Don’t you think Jiang Liu has a lot of connections? With so many customers, a few of them must be influential, right? Just call him and tell him to sort this out for us. Wouldn’t that solve everything?"

"You can say he’s using the good fortune from our family’s ancestral grave, so it’s not too much to ask for him to help us with a little favor, right?"

She was trying to take advantage of the customers at Jiang Liu’s restaurant.

Li Xiaoyan had also heard two days ago...

...that her daughter had tried to hire a food blogger to smear Jiang Liu’s restaurant, but the blogger was scared off on the spot by an important figure there.

When Yang Yixue heard Li Xiaoyan’s idea, hope immediately welled up inside her.

’That’s right! I can totally get Jiang Liu to solve this for me!’

Although she was unwilling to admit it.

Yang Yixue knew in her heart that a fact was a fact. Jiang Liu was indeed far more capable than her now.

What might be a huge deal for her was probably a trivial matter for Jiang Liu.

The light in Yang Yixue’s eyes dimmed.

The moment she thought about having to beg her ex-husband, she felt miserable and resentful.

’Why?!’

’Why did things have to turn out this way? Why isn’t Jiang Liu the one begging me?’

Yang Yixue wished so badly that after the divorce, Jiang Liu would be pestering her every day, desperately begging her to remarry him.

If she were in a good mood, she might have a meal with him, and he would be so thrilled he’d insist on taking her home.

She didn’t like the proud Jiang Liu; she wanted to trample on his dignity to satisfy her own vanity!

Yang Yixue held her head in her hands, miserable for a while. Once she had calmed down...

...she took out her phone, grabbed a spare SIM card from the car’s storage compartment, and swapped it in.

Even though she didn’t believe in feng shui, she decided to use it as her excuse.

Yang Yixue drafted a message, but felt it was too soft. She edited it and sent the new version:

"Jiang Liu, my shop has run into some trouble. I don’t have time to deal with it, so you can solve it for me. Consider it compensation for the good fortune you took from my family."

Even when begging Jiang Liu, she did it with her head held high.

She was used to acting superior in front of him.

It was impossible for her to let go of her pride, lower her head, and beg pitifully.

*

「Yangzhai Street.」

12:55 PM.

Jiang Liu saw off the last of the lunch customers and stretched comfortably.

’Life is great right now.’

The restaurant was raking in money, and even if he closed up for the day, his company account would continue to receive deposits of tens and hundreds of yuan.

’It feels awesome.’

After cleaning up, Jiang Liu finally had time to pick up his phone.

As soon as he turned it on, he saw a text from Yang Yixue.

He was floored by her thick skin.

’Damn, good fortune?’

’When did I ever take your family’s good fortune?’

’Could she not use such a bullshit reason? Does she take me for a total idiot?!’

Jiang Liu wasn’t in a hurry. He first grabbed a large plate of steamed buns for himself and sat down.

He leisurely typed back, "What’s wrong? Did the Bureau of Supervision shut down your shop?"

Yang Yixue was sitting in her shop. She quickly opened the text, and after reading it, her face filled with shock and suspicion. "Who told you about this?"

’Logically, there’s no way Jiang Liu should have known so quickly...’

’Then again, maybe one of his customers happens to have a friend at the Bureau of Supervision.’

Jiang Liu thought for a moment and replied honestly, "Of course I know. I’m the one who reported it."

"By the way, I need to tell you something. Can you please stop texting me? My wife is a bit possessive and a perfectionist when it comes to our relationship. What if she sees you texting me and gets angry and jealous?"

He didn’t hide it.

There was no need. He, Jiang Liu, was a straightforward person. He had instigated it, so what? ’If you’re not happy, come at me.’

’A person has to have a little bit of a vindictive streak.’

After reading the text, Yang Yixue was so shocked she froze on the spot for a long time.

In disbelief, she read it again.

’Jiang Liu was actually the one who did this?!!’

’He... how could he...’

Yang Yixue was dumbfounded.

But when she saw the second part of the message, she was so angry she could have spit fire.

Her mood instantly plummeted to rock bottom.

Every word from Jiang Liu was about protecting his wife.

The problem was, that position was originally supposed to be hers!

In the past, Jiang Liu would never add other girls who were pursuing him on WeChat, and he would always openly introduce her as his wife in front of others.

He protected her in every way!

But now... that position would never belong to her again.

Thinking of this,

Yang Yixue not only felt a tightness in her chest, but she also felt as if she were wearing a bright green hat.

Shock, anger, regret, and the urge to lash out.

Her emotions were a tangled mess.

Yang Yixue angrily sent back:

"Do you find it fun to cause trouble for me like this? Are you happy now? What did I ever do to you that you’d have someone report me, huh? I’m telling you, Jiang Liu, when we were married, I never realized you were so petty!"

"Right now! Immediately! Instantly! Get my shop unsealed! We’re divorced. I painfully gave you custody of Tongtong and even gave up my visitation rights as you demanded. What more do you want from me?"

"Honestly, I think you’re disgusting now. To think I let you sleep with me for all those years for nothing."

"Didn’t you take my first time? What did I do wrong? Was it so bad that you have to hold such a grudge against me?"

Yang Yixue didn’t dare to truly curse at Jiang Liu now.

Before the divorce, when she got angry, she would occasionally curse at Jiang Liu with a few words that weren’t too harsh.

But Tongtong didn’t get such good treatment.

Not only were her curses nasty, but they were also unrestrained. She would fly into a rage at Tongtong at the slightest provocation.

If Tongtong wet the bed, she would grab her, toss her aside, and call her a "stupid little thing" who didn’t know any better.

When Tongtong looked at her with fear in her eyes, she would pinch her and call her an "ungrateful brat," saying she never should have given birth to her and should have just had an abortion.

Basically, any little thing Tongtong did wrong would end with her being scolded to tears.

Jiang Liu read Yang Yixue’s text and chuckled.

He casually ate a steamed bun.

When they first got married, she really wasn’t so bad.

She was clean, with a look of innocence on her face.

Otherwise, Jiang Liu wouldn’t have agreed to marry her.

But after she started making money, her true nature hidden deep inside was exposed.

Jiang Liu figured it was probably an issue with Yang Yixue’s family of origin.

’It’s all hereditary. There’s no cure.’

As time went on, he became completely disappointed in this woman.

She was beyond saving.

But Jiang Liu had still underestimated the thickness of her skin.

He hadn’t even replied yet,

when another message from Yang Yixue came in:

"Heh, Jiang Liu, don’t you think backstabbing people like this is despicable? If I expose this to your customers, what do you think they’ll think of you?"

"For the sake of our past marriage, I’ll give you a chance. You will solve the problem with my shop, compensate me for my losses, and you will also pay me for my emotional distress. I don’t want money. You just have to come to my shop and teach my chefs five of the dishes you sell."