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

He Ya lay face down on the bed.

Qin Youyao knelt beside her, diligently massaging her lower back.

"Hmm... a little to the left." He Ya closed her eyes, looking completely relaxed.

Qin Youyao's face was flushed from exhaustion, and her forehead was covered in fine sweat, but she was still enjoying herself immensely.

Heave-ho, heave-ho, her little hands kept kneading.

Upon seeing this, Mingyun's anger surged to the top of her head.

She immediately stepped forward and picked up her daughter, saying, "He Ya, you're a grown woman, how can you let a child massage you?"

He Ya noticed Ming Yun had arrived, but before she could speak, Qin Youyao said first, "I'm here to massage Aunt Ya's back!"

"You..." Mingyun suppressed her anger, "Daughter, why did you do this?"

Qin Youyao said, "Aunt Ya Ya's back is uncomfortable, and I want to make her feel better."

He Ya turned over, leaning against the headboard, a smile playing on her lips. "Mingyun, did you hear that? It was your daughter who took the initiative. I didn't mistreat her."

Then, after looking Mingyun up and down, he laughed and said, "You went to the pond to catch fish?"

Mingyun had no idea how disheveled she looked.

Wearing pajamas over an outer garment, he looked like he had crawled out of the mud after falling off a shared bicycle and getting soaked in the rain.

One of the slippers she was wearing had already slipped off.

The other one also split open, half of it hanging from the ankle.

"Ugh... Mommy, you're so dirty! Let go of me!" Qin Youyao pushed Mingyun's arm and shoulder away in disgust. "You've gotten all the clothes Aunt Ya Ya gave me wet!"

Mingyun was so protective of her daughter that she paid even less attention to this point.

My daughter was wearing a delicate and pretty little nightgown, but it got dirty from being hugged like that.

She had no choice but to put her daughter down.

Qin Youyao crossed her arms and glared at her angrily.

I was happily massaging Aunt Ya Ya's back, and Aunt Ya Ya even praised me for doing a good job. I was really enjoying myself when that annoying mom suddenly appeared.

angry.

He inexplicably picked her up and even dirtied the pretty pajamas Aunt Ya Ya bought for her.

I'm even angrier!

"Mommy, go away!" Qin Youyao puffed out her cheeks and pointed to the door.

He Ya shifted to a more comfortable position, propped her head up with her hand, and watched the show with a smile.

This scene was truly a feast for the eyes.

Without her saying a word, Qin Youyao could infuriate Mingyun to death.

Mingyun looked down at her biological daughter glaring at her, and felt as if her heart was being pierced by a wire, which was then slowly pulling it outwards.

She slowly squatted down, looking into her daughter's eyes, "Yaoyao, why didn't you answer Mommy's calls..."

Qin Youyao frowned. "I just don't want to answer. Don't call me anymore, you're so annoying!"

Kids are just that direct.

Every word is like a knife.

A fatal blow to Mingyun's heart.

Mingyun wanted to tell her how worried and nervous she was about her.

I have no idea how we got here.

I was completely exhausted from all the stress.

Now, my heart is cold.

She didn't know what else to say. She wanted to hug her daughter, but because she was all wet and dirty, she didn't.

"Yaoyao, do you want your mother to stay here for the night?" He Ya asked deliberately. "How about she sleeps with you tonight?"

Qin Youyao shook her head violently, as if she'd heard a horror story. "No, no! I don't want her here! I want to sleep with Aunt Ya Ya!"

"Mommy, hurry up and go!"

As she spoke, she reached out her little hand and began to push Mingyun.

Mingyun was already exhausted when she arrived at Villa No. 2.

He forced himself to run up here, driven by his desire to see his daughter safe and sound.

Qin Youyao's push, though not very strong, still made her fall on her bottom.

With a loud bang.

His back hit the door frame.

Qin Youyao was startled, not expecting her mother to fall.

Seeing her mother's pained expression, she tried to help her up, but said dismissively, "Mommy... I didn't mean to... Why aren't you leaving yet..."

At this moment, He Ya beckoned to her, "Come on, let me help you change your clothes."

Qin Youyao immediately ignored her mother and ran to He Ya's side.

Qin Pinsen arrived at that moment, carrying a late-night snack, which included shark fin and bird's nest porridge and several small pastries.

When he saw Mingyun sitting on the floor, leaning against the door frame as if she were half-dead, he frowned. "Why are you here again? Move aside, don't block the doorway."

The maid following behind him bent down to help him up.

The servants in Villa No. 2 also had a good impression of Mingyun.

Over the years, in this vast Qin manor, only Mingyun could make the servants feel treated equally.

Seeing Mingyun being bullied like this, the maid is really heartbroken.

"Don't interfere with her!" Qin Pinsen snapped at the maids. "You're serving Miss He Ya now, not Ming Yun. Get out of here!"

Even though the maid felt reluctant, she could only withdraw her hand.

Mingyun took a few deep breaths and struggled to her feet, gripping the door frame with both hands.

Qin Pinsen brought the late-night snack into the master bedroom and asked He Ya softly, "She didn't do anything funny, did she? Did she scare you?"

While helping Qin Youyao change her clothes, He Ya said, "I'm fine, but Youyao was really scared. Look, her brand new pajamas have been ruined by Mingyun."

"I'll change it, you eat."

Qin Pinsen took his daughter.

After Mingyun calmed down a bit, she saw Qin Pinsen, He Ya, and Qin Youyao, a heartwarming family scene.

She stood at the door, like a clown who had intruded into someone else's happy world; even her daughter wouldn't give her a second glance.

Previously, she could disregard Qin Pinsen's attitude and He Ya's usurpation of her place, but she couldn't completely sever ties with her daughter; otherwise, things wouldn't have turned out this way tonight.

However, her daughter broke her heart once again.

Looking back on how nervous, worried, and scared I was for my daughter, I ended up covered in injuries and completely disheveled, yet my daughter still chased me away, showing no concern what I had gone through. I felt like... a joke!

Never mind...

So be it.

She was truly exhausted. She had given up on this daughter; she didn't want her anymore.

Mingyun silently turned and left.

The torrential rain continues.

She didn't want the servants here to be punished because of her, so she refused the servants' offer of money.

Alone, holding an umbrella, he stumbled and staggered towards the gate of the Qin Mansion, his steps uneven.

In the distance, on the balcony of Villa No. 1's garden.

Bai Fengqin sipped her red wine, watching Mingyun's retreating figure, lost in thought.

Seeing that she hadn't looked away, Steward Yang asked, "Madam, should we send someone to escort her?"

"No need," Bai Fengqin said calmly, withdrawing her gaze. "I just want her to suffer, to make her give up her delusion of clinging to the Qin family."

There are two ways to get a divorce.

You can file for divorce or agree to a divorce by mutual consent.

Bai Fengqin could not find any reason to sue Mingyun, and if she did, Qin Pinsen would not only have no advantage, but it would also make things worse.

In any case, filing for divorce is not an option.

The only way is a divorce by mutual consent.

However, a divorce by mutual consent requires Mingyun's agreement.

-

Mingyun didn't get home until late at night.

It wasn't until I was taking a shower that I realized not only my ankle was sprained, but also that I had abrasions on my arms and knees.

She treated her wounds herself, then sat on the sofa, keeping her eyes open until dawn.

Then I went to work.

Everything seemed normal.

She kept everything that happened last night to herself.

She had no one to confide in.

Not wanting to worry her grandmother and teacher, and not wanting the troubles of adults to affect Tianheng.

As for my parents and younger brother, they are not even in the consideration.

As for friends.

She didn't.

Ever since she considered He Ya a true friend, only to have her coveted study opportunity stolen by someone else, she has stopped making friends.

Upon arriving at the plastic surgery hospital, Mingyun took out her phone and sent a text message to Qin Pinsen's phone number:

When are you going to divorce me?