She was tricked into marriage for three years, then remarried a childless, tough guy and became preg

Liu Jinhua swallowed hard, naturally not daring to swear an oath.

She stood with her hands on her hips, pointing at Shen Tang, "You little bitch, how can your mouth be so vicious? How can you curse your own mother-in-law like that?"

"Everyone, tell me, did I curse her? Unless what I said is true."

Shen Tang looked at everyone and asked in a loud voice.

"I dare not swear, but it's probably true! Liu Jinhua is a real scumbag," someone said indignantly.

"Liu Jinhua, you're truly despicable. You took a favor from the Shen family, not only mistreated their daughter, but also swindled them out of their property! Aren't you afraid that Shen Qingshan and his wife will knock on your door in the middle of the night?"

Zhao Meilan, the women's director standing in the crowd, couldn't stand it any longer and spoke up.

"That's right, hurry up and return the money!"

"Hurry up and pay it back! Pay it back! Lu Jingshen, quickly persuade your mother, if this gets back to your garment factory, do you even care about your reputation?"

Lu Jingshen's face was gloomy. He had thought that this time he would be able to easily get a divorce.

To everyone's surprise, Shen Tang made an outrageous demand, asking their family for so much money. She even incited the villagers to speak up for her.

If this gets back to the garment factory, not only will his reputation be damaged and he won't be eligible for the advanced worker award, but it will also make Yang Xinyue's father dislike him even more.

Thinking of this, Lu Jingshen said to Liu Jinhua in a deep voice, "Mom, give her back the bankbook and the property deed."

"Wow, Jing Shen is indeed a college student; he's so sensible," the onlookers praised.

Liu Jinhua was extremely unwilling, but now that things had escalated to such a great extent, it would be unreasonable for her not to give in. More importantly, her son's reputation could not be ruined, otherwise how could he climb the social ladder by marrying into the factory director's family?

"You wait."

Liu Jinhua glared at him and was about to walk into the house.

Wang Cuixia quickly grabbed her, "Mom, you can't give it to her!"

Liu Jinhua rolled her eyes at her, "What do you know? Your vision is so narrow that you can only see the small benefits right under your nose."

Liu Jinhua pushed Wang Cuixia's hand away and stormed into the house.

A short while later, Liu Jinhua came out of the house and slammed the bankbook and house deed onto the table.

"Give!"

Shen Tang opened it and looked at it; there was nothing wrong with it.

"What about the rest?"

Shen Tang looked at Liu Jinhua and said calmly.

"What do you mean, 'leftovers'? How much more do you want?"

Liu Jinhua was so angry that her lips trembled.

Shen Tang patted the bankbook and property deed in her hand:

"This is what my parents left me. In addition, there is 226 yuan that they owe our family, plus the wages I earned for working myself to the bone for you over the past three years."

"At 10 yuan a month, that's 360 yuan over three years. That's a total of 586 yuan. Let's round it up to 580 yuan."

"Shen Tang, are you crazy?! This is utter wishful thinking! I'd rather die than give you this money!"

Liu Jinhua roared angrily.

She hadn't saved much money over the years. Her husband, Lu Hongjun, had spent a lot of money on his illness, and she also had to support Lu Jingshen's education. Otherwise, she wouldn't have borrowed so much money from the Shen family.

Life only got a little better after Lu Jingshen started working at the garment factory.

Shen Tang wasn't going to waste any more words with her. He took a few steps forward, leaned down, and lowered his voice, saying:

"If you don't give it to me, I'll expose your son forging documents and committing marriage fraud."

Liu Jinhua jerked back, staring at Shen Tang in shock. How did she find out about this?

Using fake documents to commit marriage fraud is illegal. If this gets out, Lu Jingshen will definitely lose his job at the garment factory, and his family will lose their biggest source of income. At that point, Lu Jingshen and Yang Xinyue's marriage will probably have to fall through.

All her plans have come to naught!

Lu Jingshen stood very close, and every word Shen Tang said reached his ears. His mind was buzzing.

This is all so illogical!

How could things have changed so completely in just two days?

He used to be the one in charge, and Shen Tang could only nod in agreement no matter what he said. But now, how come everything has completely changed?

He became passive, embarrassed, and could only be led by the nose by her.

Lu Jingshen's heart was filled with fear.

"I don't have that much money."

After struggling with her thoughts for a long time, Liu Jinhua finally managed to utter this sentence.

"Well, there's nothing we can do about that!"

Shen Tang stood up and was about to leave.

"Wait," Lu Jingshen said coldly.

Shen Tang sneered inwardly. "You think I can't handle you?"

Lu Jingshen frowned deeply.

All he wanted now was to sever ties with Shen Tang as soon as possible. Yang Xinyue had suffered a lot of grievances these past few days, and the goodwill he had finally built up with Yang Xinyue's father, Yang Aimin, was now completely gone.

If things continue like this, Yang Aimin will probably have to marry Yang Xinyue off to someone else. Then his hopes of relying on the Yang family to gain a foothold in the city will be dashed.

"Mom, give it to her." Lu Jingshen relented.

"Where would we get that kind of money? Your brother just spent several hundred on his wedding..."

Before Liu Jinhua could finish speaking, Wang Cuixia, who was standing to the side, became anxious.

"Why should she get it? Let me tell you, not a single penny of the family money is to be touched. From now on, it all belongs to my son! What your family owes her has nothing to do with me, but you can't make me bear the consequences. If I had known this money would have to be repaid, who would have married that good-for-nothing Lu Tianci!"

Lu Tianci, carrying the meat, walked happily back home. When he arrived at his doorstep, he saw a crowd gathered around him. Just as he pushed through the crowd and entered the gate, he heard Wang Cuixia's words.

He stood there, took a deep breath, then looked up, smiled, and walked in.

"Honey, the meat's back." He looked at Lu Jingshen. "Brother, let's stir-fry some meat for lunch, and have a drink together."

Liu Jinhua and Lu Jingshen both frowned; it was impossible to tell who was more handsome or less handsome from their expressions.

Wang Cuixia rolled her eyes. "All you do is eat and drink. Someone is going to take away our son's inheritance."

"W-what happened?"

Lu Tianci put the meat in his hand on the table and looked at Shen Tang and Lu Jingshen.

A sense of irritation rose in Lu Jingshen's heart.

As the eldest son in his family, he has always carried a heavy burden since childhood.

After his father, Lu Hongjun, passed away, he was placed under even greater expectations. His mother, Liu Jin, devoted all her efforts to sending him to university, hoping that he would make something of himself and achieve great things.

He found out that Yang Xinyue liked to read, so he often went to the bookstore near her home.

Finally, he "encountered" Yang Xinyue on a rainy day. Yang Xinyue, who was full of longing for love, quickly fell into the love trap he had woven.

He thought he could marry Yang Xinyue and rise to prominence, but how did things become so complicated?

Thinking about how he has given most of his salary to his family over the past few years.

Lu Jingshen said in a deep voice, "Give her three hundred first, I'll give her the rest."

Liu Jinhua hesitated for a long time before going back into the house, when Wang Cuixia shouted:

"No, I disagree!"