After the noble lady was reborn, the whole mansion begged her for forgiveness

Mrs. Zhang's voice was sharp and vicious, filled with endless anger, as if she wanted to vent all her resentment on Guihua.

Guihua stood up straight and looked at Mrs. Zhang and Zhang Laoer stubbornly without saying a word, but with a determined light flashing in her eyes.

When Qin Suling saw this scene, he made up his mind.

She decided to help Guihua and not let her continue to be submissive.

"Mrs. Zhang, you know that your mother-in-law is unkind and your husband is confused. If Guihua reports this to the government, the officials will not only grant a divorce, but will also hold you accountable." Qin Suling said calmly.

Mrs. Zhang sneered. She didn't believe what Qin Suling said.

In her opinion, since Guihua married into the Zhang family, she is now a member of the Zhang family. No matter how they treat her, it is a family affair and the government will not interfere.

However, Guihua mustered up the courage to tell Zhang Laoer about his attempt to do something inappropriate to her during their nap that day.

After hearing this, the onlookers showed expressions of surprise and anger.

"Wow, this guy is so shameless!"

"He was not a good person since he was young. If it weren't for him, Old Man Zhang wouldn't have passed away so early."

Qin Suling became even more angry when she heard these comments. She said in a deep voice: "Zhang Laoer wanted to do something indecent to my sister-in-law. According to the laws of our dynasty, he should be exiled. If you don't know what's good for you and continue to do evil, don't blame the government for being rude."

Mrs. Zhang was so angry at Qin Suling's words that her face turned blue. She pointed at Qin Suling and cursed: "What do you know as an outsider? It's not your turn to interfere in the affairs of our Zhang family!"

However, Qin Suling ignored her shouting and cursing. She turned to Guihua and said gently, "Guihua, don't worry. We will help you. If you want, I can take you to the official and let him seek justice for you."

When Guihua heard Qin Suling's words, a glimmer of hope flashed in her eyes. She looked at Qin Suling gratefully and nodded.

She knew that this was her only chance to escape the nightmare of the Zhang family.

"Madam, do we need to use the master's visiting card to invite the county magistrate here?" Jinxiu asked Qin Suling softly for her opinion.

Qin Suling waved his hand and said, "It is not appropriate to alert the county magistrate about this matter. We only need to invite the village head."

Jinxiu then called a servant and told him to ask Zhang Lizheng to come over.

Zhang Lizheng's daughter-in-law recently had a baby, and he is enjoying family happiness at home.

As soon as he heard that the servant was from the Qin Mansion, he immediately put down his grandson and hurried to the Zhang family.

After listening to Jinxiu's narration, Zhang Lizheng was also shocked by Zhang Po's shamelessness.

"Mrs. Zhang, Old Man Zhang was such a good man, why did he marry such an ungrateful woman like you! Fortunately, he passed away a few years ago, otherwise he would have been pissed off to death by you now!"

As the saying goes, "A county magistrate is not as good as the current manager." Although Mrs. Zhang was not afraid of Mrs. Lin, she was in awe of Zhang Lizheng.

She smiled and said to Zhang, the village chief: "Li Zheng, this is our Zhang family's personal business, so please don't worry about it."

Guihua remained resolute, and she reiterated: "I want a divorce."

Zhang Lizheng hesitated a little and asked with concern: "What are your plans after you decide to divorce? Have you discussed it with your parents?"

Guihua shook her head. Her parents lived in the next township, two days' journey from Nanping Township, and she had not had time to notify her parents yet.

"There's no need to discuss this with my parents. I can decide on my own."

She had been cowardly for more than ten years, and this time she finally mustered up the courage to stick to her decision.

As for where to go after the divorce, she has not yet considered it.

Her younger brother has already married, and she doesn't know whether her younger brother and sister-in-law would agree if she temporarily moves back to her parents' home.

"Since you have thought it through, I will approve your divorce."

Zhang Lizheng sighed and took out paper and pen to write the divorce letter.

Mrs. Zhang hurriedly tried to stop them, "No! We can't divorce! She is my daughter-in-law. Even if she dies, she must die in our family!"

Zhang Lizheng was angered by Zhang Po's unreasonable obstruction.

He frowned and said in a serious voice, "Mrs. Zhang, what are you going to do? Guihua has clearly stated that she wants a divorce. She doesn't want to stay in this house any longer. Are you going to force her? This is against the law!"

Mrs. Zhang was a little afraid when she saw that Lizheng Zhang was angry, but she still tried to save the situation: "Lizheng, if she marries my son, she will be a member of our Zhang family. Once this divorce is signed, won't she bring disgrace to our Zhang family?"

Zhang Lizheng sneered, "Face? Do you Zhang family still have any face? Get out of the way, or I will report to the authorities. Not only will Zhang Laoer be exiled, but you will also be implicated."

When Mrs. Zhang heard this, her face turned pale.

She knew that Zhang Lizheng was a man of his words, and that the government would indeed sentence her family for these things.

Thinking of the possibility of losing her son and her own freedom, she finally softened and stepped aside.

She was unwilling to let Guihua go just like that!

There is no money in the family to marry off the two sons!

"Boss, please persuade Guihua quickly. Let's solve this problem behind closed doors. Don't make it too embarrassing in front of outsiders." Seeing that the situation was not good, Mrs. Zhang softened her tone.

Zhang Laoda pleaded with Guihua in a low voice: "Guihua, let's not get divorced, okay? I still want to continue living with you."

Guihua looked up at her husband and asked firmly, "If you are willing to separate the family and no longer have too much contact with your mother and brother, can you do it?"

Boss Zhang hesitated for a moment, but finally shook his head.

He understood that the place of his mother and brother in his heart was irreplaceable.

He lowered his head, not daring to look into Guihua's eyes.

The fire of hope in Guihua's eyes gradually died out. She turned around and saw that the head of the village had already written the divorce documents. She bit her finger without hesitation and pressed her fingerprints.

When Boss Zhang saw this, he was about to step forward to put his fingerprints, but was stopped by Mrs. Zhang.

"You can divorce me, but give me back the betrothal money first!"

Seeing that Guihua was determined, she wanted to take the opportunity to get back the betrothal gift and find new wives for her two sons.

"Mrs. Zhang, do you still have any shame?" the village head asked angrily, "A good girl married into your family, and now you want to return the betrothal gift after the divorce?"

Mrs. Zhang immediately fell to the ground and rolled over, "I don't care! She hasn't even given birth to a child in a year since she got married. If you don't return the betrothal gift, I will die here!"

Qin Suling watched this scene and thought, isn't this the legendary three tricks of a shrew - crying, making a fuss, and hanging yourself? Although it's cliché, it's indeed effective.

Fearing of getting into trouble, everyone avoided Mrs. Zhang and no one dared to step forward to dissuade her.

Guihua didn't have a single penny in her hand, as her parents had already taken away her betrothal money.

After marrying into the Zhang family, all the money Zhang Laoda earned was given to Mrs. Zhang, and she never received a penny.

As for not getting pregnant for a year... She was thin and frail, and worked day and night for the Zhang family. She was malnourished, so it was naturally difficult for her to get pregnant.

Things have reached an impasse.