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

Tears welled in Mingyun's eyes.

My son has always been very sensible.

Mingyun felt even more guilty because of her understanding.

However, this also reassured Mingyun.

We're still unsure what the little girl is thinking, but the little jacket is fine.

The next morning.

Mingyun decided that when she went to Qin Pinsen's place to meet him in person, she would still maintain some decorum for both of them, so she sent him a message to let him know.

I arrived in V City last night. When would be a convenient time for me to visit you and see my daughter?

More than ten minutes passed.

Qin Pinsen replied: 【Now is convenient. Where are you? Do you want me to arrange a driver to pick you up?】

He didn't ask her at all why she suddenly came here.

Mingyun: [I'll go there myself.]

Another ten minutes or so passed.

Qin Pinsen replied: 【Okay, be careful on the road.】

Since he went abroad, their communication style has remained the same.

We make phone calls or video calls occasionally each month.

But every time, it was Mingyun who made the call.

We mainly talked about our daughter.

She would proactively ask what her husband was doing and how he was doing.

But the other party never goes into details.

He never asked about anything she did.

He never even called her "wife".

She had wanted to tell him many times that the son from the twins had survived and was undergoing treatment with hope of recovery.

But just as the words were about to come out, he would remember his words, "The Qin family doesn't want useless people."

In addition, when you talk to him, his tone is gentle but never shows any emotion.

So, Mingyun repeatedly swallowed her words.

that's it.

Five years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Mingyun quickly packed her things, grabbed her bag, and prepared to leave.

I paused for a few seconds as I approached the door.

She turned around, took the divorce agreement out of her suitcase, and put it into her handbag.

When she arrived at Qin Pinsen's villa after a two-hour drive, she found several acquaintances there.

They were all Qin Pinsen's followers when he was in college in China, and he brought them to Canada to work for him.

These people naturally knew about the relationship between Mingyun and Qin Pinsen.

She called me "sister-in-law" as soon as we met; she was very enthusiastic.

Qin Pinsen, on the other hand, said gently and calmly, "You must be tired from your journey. Sit down and rest."

Mingyun asked, "Where is my daughter?"

Qin Pinsen made a phone call, "Her mother is here, bring her along."

"Do you have something to discuss?" Mingyun looked around. "How about I take my daughter out for a bit first, and I'll come back when you're done?"

Qin Pinsen casually picked up a glass of red wine from the table. "No, it's just a get-together with friends for a meal."

"Mommy!"

A child's innocent voice rang out.

A smile unconsciously appeared on Mingyun's face, and she quickly turned around.

But the next second, the smile froze.

Because Qin Youyao was led in by He Ya.

Both were wearing swimsuits and were soaking wet, clearly having just played in the villa's pool.

Mingyun's mind went blank.

What does this mean?

Before she could even expose him, Qin Pinsen's ex-girlfriend brazenly appeared in front of her.

Is it time to confront her?

Mingyun remained composed, looking at Qin Pinsen with a questioning gaze.

"I just told you," Qin Pinsen said, taking a sip of red wine, "it was just a gathering of friends, a meal together."

He showed no remorse, as if He Ya's presence was perfectly normal.

His open and honest demeanor even made Mingyun momentarily think that what she had witnessed last night was a hallucination.

"Old classmate, long time no see," He Ya greeted him warmly.

Mingyun didn't want to have a conflict in front of her daughter, so she tried her best to maintain her composure and calmly replied, "Long time no see. I didn't expect to see you here. Pinsen didn't even tell me."

He Ya smiled and said, "I'll help Youyao get ready first. You can do whatever you want."

Mingyun's pupils trembled slightly. She took her daughter's hand and said, "My daughter, I won't trouble you."

"Mommy, you're hurting me!" Qin Youyao shook off her hand. "Aunt Ya Ya, come with me to take a shower. I want to wear a dress."

"Alright, alright, let's go."

He Ya picked up Qin Youyao, ignoring Ming Yun's stiff expression, and went straight upstairs.

The atmosphere in the living room seemed relaxed and casual.

But for Mingyun, everything seemed strange.

She didn't come to her senses until He Ya went downstairs.

"Why are you standing there? Sit down." He Ya, like the lady of the house, smiled and pulled her arm, leading her to the sofa.

"Where is my daughter?"

"The maid is dressing her up; the little girl is getting more and more vain."

"..."

He Ya casually picked up Qin Pinsen's wine glass from the coffee table, took a small sip, and said, "Mingyun, it's been six years since we last met, and you're still the same."

Mingyun said, "Pinsen never told me that you were also in Canada."

"I can't stay idle," He Ya said with a smile. "So I took some advanced studies here, got a few more academic certificates, and expanded my career and network."

Qin Pinsen looked at her quietly, his eyes revealing a unique tenderness.

Several acquaintances praised He Ya.

He Ya then deliberately said to Ming Yun:

"You must be living a pretty comfortable life, right? Even though your vocal cords were damaged back then and you can never sing again, well, you're like a sparrow that squeezed into a phoenix's nest. You can enjoy life without doing anything. I envy you."

Mingyun was once the most outstanding student in the Music Department of Binhan University.

She possesses a voice and musical talent that are one in a million.

The year she graduated, she rescued Qin Pinsen from a fire, but the toxic smoke damaged her voice, completely ruining her singing career and dreams.

She never expected that He Ya would stab her in the back in public.

Qin Pinsen, however, did not react at all.

Mingyun let out a sigh of relief.

I had planned to have a proper talk with Qin Pinsen about the divorce, but now it seems there's no need to.

She smiled slightly and said, "I'm taking my daughter out for a stroll. I won't disturb your gathering any longer."

Qin Pinsen remained unmoved.

A few acquaintances only made a token attempt to persuade him to stay.

As soon as Mingyun went upstairs to find her daughter and left, someone spoke up:

"Brother Sen, when are you finally going to divorce Mingyun and marry our real sister-in-law?"

He Ya sat on Qin Pinsen's lap and stared into his eyes.

Qin Pinsen laughed:

"You all know that back then, Mingyun was willing to risk her own life for me, and she finally managed to marry me after much pleading. She won't give up easily."

He Ya was a little annoyed, but she still chimed in, "It's bound to happen sooner or later anyway, I'm not in a hurry, why are you all so anxious?"

A smug look appeared on Qin Pinsen's refined face.

In front of his group of underlings, he spoke slowly and deliberately, without any restraint:

"That woman is a good-for-nothing with large burn scars on her body. Once she leaves me, she will have trouble supporting herself, and no one will want her."

"So even if I bring up divorce, she will stubbornly refuse to leave."

"However, I am very understanding and will try my best to give her a chance to part amicably. If she doesn't take my kindness, then don't blame me for throwing the divorce papers in her face."

The group immediately praised him for his thorough thinking and decisiveness.

He Ya finally felt relieved.

Just then, the maid came downstairs with both hands and presented a file bag. "Sir, Madam asked me to give this to you."

Qin Pinsen took it, and while opening it, he asked in bewilderment, "What is this...?"

Everyone curiously crowded closer to stare.

As the paper is pulled out.

The four large characters for "divorce agreement" were prominently displayed before everyone's eyes.