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There was too much information, and some people even called to inquire directly.

When Rong Zheng got tired of dealing with it, she simply posted a message on her WeChat Moments: "Our values ​​don't align, and our relationship has come to an end. From now on, I'll just focus on living a good life for myself and my child."

There were no complaints, no insults, no anger; only the facts were stated.

After the post was published on WeChat Moments, things did quiet down considerably, but soon Zhao Yuxiang called.

Rong Zheng saw the caller ID, hesitated for several seconds before answering the phone, "Mom..."

She only said one word before Zhao Yuxiang interrupted her, "Quickly delete the post on WeChat Moments. Go and support Pei Chuan. Say that those photos are fake, that someone is framing you, that you and your husband have a good relationship, and that if you stand by his side at this time, he will definitely remember your kindness. Even if you can't give birth to a son in the future, no one can take away your position as Mrs. Lu."

Although Zhao Yuxiang had already made her stance clear last time, Rong Zheng still felt very upset when she heard these words.

Netizens sympathized with her, comforted her, and supported her in leaving the scumbag. But Zhao Yuxiang, her mother and her closest relative, was treated worse than a stranger. Not only did she ignore her feelings, but she also made her twist the truth to help Lu Peichuan.

She devoted herself to managing her little family, but Lu Peichuan cheated on her. She treated her parents with all her heart, but they had no feelings for her at all.

Is she unworthy of family affection and love?

"I'm talking to you, are you mute?"

Zhao Yuxiang's somewhat sharp voice pulled Rong Zheng back to reality. She tightened her grip on her phone. "I've already filed for divorce."

"What? You're filing for divorce? Are you crazy? I've already told all the relatives you won't get a divorce. If you do, where will I put my face?"

Rong Zheng felt a pang of bitterness in her heart. In Zhao Yuxiang's eyes, her happiness was less important than her pride. "You have a cheating son-in-law, does that make you proud?"

"If you clear his name, this whole thing will be over. Think it through. If you get divorced, with Tangtang as a burden, who will want you in the future?"

"From now on, Tangtang and I will live together alone; we won't get married."

"You've completely turned the world upside down! If you dare to divorce me, I'll disown you as my daughter, and you can forget about ever bringing Tangtang back to my door!"

Rong Zheng closed her eyes in heartache, then opened them again, her eyes calm. "Okay, I'll do whatever you say."

"You..." Zhao Yuxiang was furious and began to berate him, "You heartless bastard! If I had known you were such an ingrate, I would have preferred to have a dog. At least it would have guarded the house and wagged its tail at me!"

After yelling at me, he hung up the phone immediately.

As Rong Zheng listened to the busy tone on the phone, a cold wind seemed to blow into her heart, and the chill spread through her veins to every part of her body. All along, the feelings she cherished were just wishful thinking on her part.

Fine, since they don't love her, let's just end it.

Xu Ma arrived at Rong Zheng's room door. "Tangtang is asleep. I'm going to buy groceries. Can you look after her?"

Rong Zheng thought about how Song Shiyan helped her move the day before yesterday, and she had said she would treat him to a meal. She was busy tidying up yesterday, and she had to start work tomorrow. Since she had some free time today, she could treat him to a meal.

But someone like him has eaten all sorts of delicacies, and she doesn't have that much money to treat him to a fancy meal right now. It would be better for her to cook him a simple home-cooked meal at home, which would show her more sincerity.

However, he is very busy and his schedule must be very tight, so it's definitely difficult to schedule an appointment with him. It probably won't work to ask him today. I'll ask first, and if that doesn't work, I'll try to schedule an appointment for the weekend.

"I'm going to buy groceries. You stay home and take care of Tangtang."

Xu Ma nodded in agreement and turned back to the children's room.

[Brother, thank you for helping me move last time. I'd like to invite you to dinner tonight. Do you have time?]

After sending the message, Rong Zheng continued to edit in the chat box: Do you have time this weekend?

SSY: [Yes.]

Rong Zheng blinked as she looked at the message Song Shiyan had just sent. He agreed already? Is it that easy to ask the big shot out?

She quickly deleted the message she had edited and retyped: "Is six o'clock okay?"

SSY: [Okay.]

Rong Zheng, who was in a bad mood because of Zhao Yuxiang's phone call, felt much better in an instant.

She's the kind of person who holds a promise to someone and will keep worrying about it until it's fulfilled; she only feels relieved once it's done.

Having made the appointment, Rong Zheng went out to buy groceries.

When Xu Ma saw Rong Zheng carrying two large bags of groceries, she was somewhat surprised. "Why did you buy so many groceries?"

"My older brother helped me move the day before yesterday, and I plan to treat him to dinner tonight."

When Xu Ma heard that she was going to invite Song Shiyan to dinner, she suddenly became a little nervous. He was someone that even Lu Yunshan and Lu Peichuan had to respect. To her, he was like a celestial being standing on a pedestal.

She felt her heart skip a beat just looking at him. The last time he helped her carry things, she was in the same elevator with him, and she was so nervous that she didn't dare to lift her head or even breathe too loudly.

"Please...please invite Mr. Song to dinner. What if he doesn't like the food I cooked?" Xu Ma said somewhat helplessly.

Rong Zheng carried the groceries into the kitchen. "I'll cook dinner."

Xu Ma felt instantly relieved, but then felt it wasn't right to let Rong Zheng cook since she was paid. "It's my job," she said.

Rong Zheng looked at Xu Ma and said, "There's no such thing as 'should' or 'shouldn't.' You're like family to me. Let's not be so formal with each other in the future."

Xu Ma felt a warmth in her heart, "Okay."

Rong Zheng and Xu Ma had a casual lunch, and Rong Zheng started preparing dinner at 2 pm. She washed, chopped, stewed, blanched, steamed, and fried the food. She used to cook often at the Rong family home, but she has been cooking less since marrying Lu Peichuan.

Her technique was a bit rusty, so she started early to avoid panicking.

Rong Zheng planned to make braised lion's head meatballs, shrimp with egg white, steamed mandarin fish, Kung Pao chicken, braised eggplant, stir-fried pork kidneys, a pork rib and corn soup, and a vegetable dish.

After all the other dishes were cooked, Rong Zheng turned off the stove. She left the last vegetable to be cooked when Song Shiyan arrived, as cooking it in advance would make it less crispy and cause it to turn yellow.

Rong Zheng had just taken off her apron when the doorbell rang. She thought Song Shiyan had arrived, but when she opened the door, she saw Bai Yuxiu with a fierce expression, followed by two burly bodyguards. Clearly, Bai Yuxiu was up to no good.

"Come here..."

Before Rong Zheng could finish speaking, a stack of papers was thrown at her.

She instinctively took a step back as she was hit, and the papers fluttered to the ground, including court summons, divorce agreements, notices of appearance, notices of evidence submission, and other evidentiary materials.

This is the divorce petition she asked Luo Qinghe to submit to the court. She specifically asked Luo Qinghe to ask the court to send a copy to Jinsha Bay and the old house, one copy to Lu Peichuan, and one copy to Lu Yunshan and Bai Yuxiu.

"Rong Zheng, I really underestimated you. First, you exposed Pei Chuan's extramarital affair, then you filed for divorce. In the end, it's all about money. You want a share of the property? Dream on!" Bai Yuxiu gritted her teeth and glared angrily at Rong Zheng.