Before my father passed away, he forced me to marry the heir of a wealthy family.

"Snapped."

Zhao Jiahong slapped Fang Yan hard on the face.

Fang Yan was stunned. She couldn't believe it. She never expected that Zhao Jiahong would suddenly hit her.

There was a burning pain in my face, and there seemed to be some echo in my ears.

In this slap, Zhao Jiahong used all his strength to vent his usual dissatisfaction with Fang Yan.

Fang Yan touched her sore left cheek and looked up at Zhao Jiahong angrily, "You hit me?"

At this time Ruirui ran over and grabbed Zhao Jiahong's pants, "Dad, you can't hit mom."

Zhao Jiahong looked down at his son and said in a cold voice, "Your mother should be beaten."

Ruirui raised her little face and pursed her mouth as she cried, "You can't hit mommy, you can't hit mommy..."

Fang Yan was heartbroken when she saw her son. When parents quarrel, the child is always the one who gets hurt the most.

Yang Lifen hurriedly ran over from the sofa and hugged Rui Rui, "Rui Rui, children can't interfere with adults' affairs. Let's go."

Rui Rui's little body struggled, "I won't leave, I want to protect my mother, I want my mother..."

Yang Lifen hugged Ruirui's waist hard, carried him to her room, and locked the door.

Zhao Jiahong stared at her with a pair of stern and angry eyes, "Fang Yan, I can bear it if you quarrel with me, but if you dare to talk back to dad, you should be beaten."

"My father gave birth to me and raised me. I have never spoken back to him when I was growing up. You, a married outsider, actually accused him of meddling in our marriage."

Fang Yan's eyes were red and tears kept falling, "Yes, I am an outsider. Since I married you, you have never regarded me as your wife. You only have your parents and your sister in your eyes and heart, and what about me and the child?" neither."

"No matter what your dad says, it's right. You will always face your dad. He has interfered in our marriage to begin with. Don't think I don't know the things he taught you secretly."

"If your father hadn't instigated the discord, would our relationship have gotten worse?"

When they first got married, although Zhao Jiahong was stingy, he was still pretty good to her. He would tell her how much salary he had and didn't guard her.

Half a year later, he suddenly started to guard against her. He told her that his salary would be halved, and he also changed the passwords on his mobile phone and bank card without letting her know. Guarding her was like guarding against thieves.

She didn't know the reason yet, but several times later she accidentally heard her father-in-law say to her husband, "You were stupid before. You told her everything. She knew that your salary was high, so she couldn't spend money lavishly."

"You see, it's not a good time now. She thought your salary was just that little. She went to work early every day and came back late every day. She earned hard-earned money. She didn't dare to spend money arbitrarily. She also felt sorry for you working hard."

"Her brother is in college now. There are many places where money is needed. You have to guard against her giving money to her parents' family."

"Husband and wife are just two strangers living together. They are not related by blood and are never a family. Be careful and don't let her scheme around you."

When she heard these words, she was very shocked. She didn't expect that her father-in-law, who usually ignored her, was such a person.

It makes sense when you think about it. The father-in-law and mother-in-law have always managed their own money.

The rent for the house downstairs is collected separately by the two of them. The father-in-law collects the rent every month and the mother-in-law collects the rent every other month.

Zhao Jiahong frowned and said coldly, "Fang Yan, we both know very well that there are problems in our marriage. What does this have to do with my dad? Don't mess around and blame my dad. "

"We had no relationship in the first place. The reason why we got married was not because of that incident. Later, you got pregnant again, and I had to take responsibility."

Zhao Jiahong's shamelessness once again refreshed Fang Yan's understanding. It was obviously the morning after the relationship that he took the initiative to take responsibility, but she did not agree at that time.

During the following period, he went to her workplace every day to look for her and invite her to dinner and shopping.

Later she found out she was pregnant, so she agreed to him.

How come it turned out that he had no choice but to marry her because she was pregnant?

"Zhao Jiahong, why are you telling lies with your eyes open? Do you still have the face?"

"Why am I so shameless? This is the truth of the matter. I was worried about your face, so I never said anything."

"Otherwise, why do you think I married you? Could it be that I like you? If I liked you, then why didn't I pursue you for four years in college?"

Fang Yan closed her eyes, her heart already numb. Zhao Jiahong was going further and further down the road of being a scumbag.

If she continued to argue with him, she might not be able to tell him the truth. Every time they quarreled, he would always find some reason.

Forget it, she was tired and didn't want to waste any more saliva with him. Let him do whatever he thinks!

Life like this was really boring, so she just treated her five years of youth as food for dogs.

"We divorced."

Zhao Jiahong was stunned for a moment, and then shouted loudly, "Just leave, no one is afraid of whom."

"Civil Affairs Bureau at nine o'clock on Monday morning." Fang Yan said lightly, then picked up her luggage and prepared to leave.

Zhao Zhenglin, who had been silent for a long time, said, "Since you have decided to divorce, let's make the conditions for divorce clear."

Fang Yan stopped and turned around.

When it comes to joint property between husband and wife, child custody rights do need to be discussed.

Zhao Zhenglin continued, "Since you and Jiahong got married, you have been living in a house under my name. You two have no common real estate."

"Although the car Jiahong drives now was bought after you got married, Jiahong's salary was low at that time and he had no money. It was all paid for by his mother and I."

"In the next few years, you took care of your children at home and didn't earn a penny. It was Jiahong who made money at work. Most of the hard-earned money he earned was spent on you and your children."

"He doesn't have enough money of his own, so he often has to give him money from me and his mother. He is my son, and his life is not good. I feel sorry for him, so I give him the money."

"The family didn't talk to each other at first, but now that you are getting divorced, you still have to settle things clearly."

Fang Yan looked at him puzzled.

Zhao Zhenglin went back to the room and got a notepad. He opened it and said, "These are the money Jiahong has taken from me and her mother in the past few years. We have recorded every transaction. Take a look."

Fang Yan took the notepad, with many numbers densely written on it.

[x month x day x year: 900 yuan;

x day x month x year: 750 yuan;

x day x month x year: 1100 yuan;

...]

Fang Yan scanned to the bottom, totaling 80240 yuan.

She returned the notepad, "What do you mean?"

Zhao Zhenglin's eyes were full of conspiracy and calculation, "Since it is the money borrowed by Jiahong, it is a joint debt between husband and wife. You and Jiahong will share it equally, and each of you can pay us back 4 yuan, or even a fraction."

Fang Yan couldn't believe that she hadn't spent any of the money Zhao Jiahong asked his parents for, and now she had to repay the money with him.