After leaving my father and keeping my son, I built my own wealthy family, and my ex-husband's

In her eyes, Qin Pinsen is now completely useless.

The Qin family's group of businesses in Binhan have all gone bankrupt.

Fortunately, she was clever. Before this, she had used Qin Pinsen to make the He family a fortune, extracting hundreds of billions of assets from the Qin family of Binhan.

If Bai Fengqin hadn't intervened and used similar methods to transfer the lion's share, she could have gotten even more.

He Ya had to admit that experience still mattered. Although Bai Fengqin was now imprisoned, the hundreds of billions of assets she had transferred had been severed from her and had long since become her family's assets.

But none of that matters.

He Ya held the biggest trump card in her hand.

Even if she squeezes every last drop of profit out of the Qin family in Binhan, she can still rely on Qin Chengxi to inherit the Qin family in Beijing in the future.

Qin Pinsen's only role at present is probably to serve as a link in the succession process.

Even if he dies, this relationship will still exist.

Therefore, He Ya had no need to give him a kind look anymore.

"Heya... let's get a divorce," Qin Pinsen suddenly said.

"Divorce?" He Ya rolled her eyes. "What's wrong? We've only been married for a little over a year, and you're already abandoning us, mother and child?"

Qin Pinsen said, "It's not that I'm abandoning you and your son, it's that I'm getting rid of you. Chengxi is my son, and he must belong to me."

"I'm still fucking someone else! You think you can just take me over like that?" He Ya became increasingly impatient, pushing Qin Pinsen towards the car while saying, "Get out now! Don't force me to take action!"

Qin Pinsen suddenly leaned closer, grabbing He Ya's neck with one hand. His voice was low and menacing. "Maybe I'm in deep trouble right now, and even my grandfather can't be bothered with me anymore, but don't forget, Chengxi is the Qin family's only future heir. If we divorce, the entire family will do everything in its power to keep him in the Qin family. Are you sure you want to go against my family?"

These words did enlighten He Ya.

She may not care about the divorce now, but her son can't be separated from her in the slightest!

Moreover, given the Qin family's power in Beijing, it's a foregone conclusion that the child will stay with the Qin family after the divorce.

In this way, even if her son inherits the family business when he grows up, he will have nothing to do with her!

That won't do!

"I...I can't breathe..." He Ya gripped Qin Pinsen's wrist, struggling to speak. "You...you let go of me, we need to...talk things over..."

Qin Pinsen then released his grip.

He regained some of his composure, exhaling a breath reeking of alcohol, and said, "Come upstairs with me. Let's have a proper talk."

"It's too late now," He Ya said, rubbing her neck. "How about... we do it another day?"

"Get out of the car!" Qin Pinsen's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

He Ya hesitated for a few seconds, but still got out of the car and went upstairs with him into the room.

This luxury apartment is Qin Pinsen's last place to live now.

Since no one had lived there before and it hadn't been rented out, there wasn't much furniture inside, just a sofa and chairs that he temporarily moved from the Qin Mansion after selling it.

He has been sleeping on the sofa for the past few days.

He pulled He Ya down to sit and said, "I want a divorce. Let's talk about it."

"No, I don't agree." He Ya realized the consequences of divorce and immediately refused.

Qin Pinsen said, "Then I have no choice but to file for divorce. I think my family will help me so that there will be someone to carry on the family line."

He Ya lost her earlier toughness and lowered her stance, saying, "Mainly... I don't want a divorce, honey, please don't be angry..."

"We don't have to get a divorce," Qin Pinsen continued. "Now that things have come to this, I'm not asking you to return all the assets you took from my family's company. I just want your family to give me some money."

Upon hearing this, He Ya's expression changed.

So that's what he was waiting for!

Qin Pinsen sneered, "I tried to reason with you before, but you wouldn't give it to me. Now I have no other choice but to either get a divorce or give me some money."

He Ya had to admit that she had miscalculated somewhat.

Helplessly, he asked, "How much do you want?"

Qin Pinsen pondered, "Funding is secondary. Currently, some assets or related channels that originally belonged to the Qin family group have been transferred to your He family group. I'll pick out a few later, and you can have your father return them to me. As for how much funding, I'll need to assess the situation further. What do you think?"

He Ya was caught in a dilemma.

Seeing her attitude, Qin Pinsen said, "You don't accept it? Fine, then you can leave. But let me tell you, you will definitely receive a notice of my divorce proceedings in a while."

"Husband...you..." He Ya gritted her teeth, suppressing her displeasure as she nestled into his arms. "Give me some time to think about how to talk to my dad...I'm not leaving, I'll stay here with you."

Qin Pinsen smiled.

He reached out and gently stroked He Ya's long hair.

Then press her head down.

He Ya understood what he meant, and quickly said, "I haven't showered yet... and you've injured your forehead, so let's not do that kind of thing..."

"What, you're not even willing to give me the little bit of romance that a married couple should have now?" Qin Pinsen's voice was cold.

"But you're injured..."

"You don't need to worry about it."

Qin Pinsen continued to exert force with his hand.

He Ya steeled her heart and agreed.

Qin Pinsen's face was still covered in residual blood, but a long-lost joy and smile had appeared in his eyes.

For him, everything had been spiraling out of control lately.

Now, he finally felt like he was beginning to have control over things.

-

at the same time.

A top-tier health resort abroad.

It's broad daylight now.

The sun was shining brightly and the weather was pleasant.

With the help of his nanny, Qin Hai went to the beach to sunbathe. There was also a medical vehicle and a treatment team of several private doctors standing by, ready to respond at any time.

Qin Hai is now almost as thin as a skeleton, with a full head of white hair, and doesn't look like someone who is not even sixty years old.

If you didn't know him, you'd think he was eighty or ninety years old.

Six months ago, he had a heart transplant.

However, his condition did not improve.

For nearly a month, he stayed in his room, taking various medications and receiving various injections every day.

Even with the most meticulous care, he was aging at a visible rate.

He has been dreaming about his childhood for several days in a row.

I also dreamed of my deceased grandparents, mother, and older brother and sister-in-law.

Sometimes he would dream of deceased relatives and friends asking him to go together to a place without any worries.

Qin Hai sat on a beach chair, looking at the calm sea in the distance.

He has been sitting there all morning, and apart from blinking his eyes and his chest rising and falling, he looks like a statue.

The caregiver and her personal care team were both very nervous.

Because of his condition, it was obvious to anyone with eyes that something was wrong.

They didn't want him to come to the beach, but they couldn't persuade him otherwise.

"It's so beautiful..." Qin Hai, who had been silent all morning, suddenly spoke up, "This world is truly beautiful..."

"Mr. Qin, would you like to go back to your room?" the nanny asked softly.

Qin Hai smiled slightly, and said softly in a hoarse voice:

"What a waste it would be if the end of life were spent confined to a concrete box... What do you think?"