Chapter 494: 495: It's Not His Fault
Chapter 494: Chapter 495: It’s Not His Fault
“Alright, if no one else will tell you, I will!” Qiao Yi coldly looked at him and said slowly, word by word, “Zhang Heyuan, I want a divorce from you, right now! For each day you drag this out, I will demand an extra ten percent of your wealth. If you delay for two days, I want an additional twenty percent. Delay for five days, I will leave you penniless!”
“You wish!” Mother Zhang exploded, raging like a thunderstorm, pointing at Qiao Yi and hurling curses her way, “You barren hen! You’ve consumed so much of our family’s provisions and have produced nothing. You still want a share of my son’s property? The one who should be left penniless is you! If you want a divorce, you can go, but not a single penny of my son’s money will you get!”
Anger made Qiao Yi shake all over. Just as she was about to say something, Ye Xingbei extended her arm to stop her.
She stretched her hand back and Xueno understood right away, bending respectfully and giving her a business card with both hands.
Ye Xingbei pushed the card towards Zhang Heyuan, “Let me introduce myself. My name is Ye Xingbei, the young lady of the Ye family and the Director of the Star Palace. If you and Qiao Yi divorce by mutual agreement today, you’re the one at fault and we’ll take eighty percent of your wealth. We are happy to part amicably. If you disagree, we will not want a single penny, but I can assure you, in the end, you, Zhang Heyuan, will be deep in debt and utterly destitute.”
Ye Xingbei’s voice was as sweet as honey, but her words sent chills down Zhang Heyuan’s spine.
Ye Xingbei pulled out two black cards from Gu Junzhu given the night before, playing with them between her fingers. She disdainfully stared at Zhang Heyuan, “Let me be straight with you. Your Zhang family fortune means nothing to our sort of household. We just don’t want trash like you to benefit. Once we get the wealth, we’ll donate it to the Animal Protection Association rather than leave anything behind for a human filth like you.”
“Well said!” Foo Jinyang cheered loudly, applauding energetically.
Zhang Heyuan’s face fluctuated between shades of green and white, and he could only look at Qiao Yi with pleading eyes, “Yiyi, I beg you, give me a little time. Let’s talk alone. I’m really caught in a bind. Please, just give me some time to explain.”
He has his own business to worry about, and he has seen the black cards in Ye Xingbei’s hands before.
Those black cards are rare, with only a handful circulated globally, but Ye Xingbei held two.
People who could have those black cards in their hands are not ones he could afford to offend.
The threats that the young lady made were more than just intimidation; she could indeed make good on her words.
He didn’t understand how Qiao Yi came to know this formidable young lady, and why this young lady claimed to represent “us Qiao Yi.’ He only knew that if he did not handle this well, he would be ruined.
He would lose his beloved wife and the career he had built over many years.
But none of this was his fault!
“I won’t have a private conversation with you,” Qiao Yi said emotionlessly, “What needs to be said can be said in public. If you have nothing to say, then come with me to the Civil Affairs Bureau… Zhang Heyuan, let’s not waste any more of each other’s time. We… are finished!”
“No! Yiyi, let me explain, I love you. I can’t divorce you!” Zhang Heyuan stepped forwards, attempting to grab Qiao Yi’s arm.
Qiao Yi dodged him, raised her hand, and slapped him, “Zhang Heyuan, stop disgusting me! Loving someone is more than just saying it. We have been together for over three years. Apart from saying you love me, what have you done for me? What did you do when your mother was giving me a tough time? When she insulted me under the guise of friendly advice, what did you do? When she scolded me and forced me to drink all sorts of absurd concoctions, what did you do then?”