The Zhang family was certain that if Qi Fenglian wanted a divorce, she could only agree to the demands they made. If she didn't agree, well, that was fine too—without the signature, the marriage couldn't be dissolved.
If she agreed, then there would be money to take another wife, and with a new wife, could they really not have another grandson?
Cheng Su watched the faces of these people, feeling so disgusted that she wanted to throw up yesterday's meal. How could people be so shameless?
This whole family was nothing but a bunch of leeches!
"We've been working, and all the money Zhang Jisheng earned was given to you, and you still want to settle accounts with me?" Qi Fenglian was so angry she felt like spitting blood.
She truly must have been blind back then to have married into this kind of family.
"That was the cost of raising your children, not payment for our hard work," Mother Zhang retorted, having already thought of what to say.
