Mr. Xiao, can I borrow your wedding invitation?

Chapter 332 The Hen That Can't Lay Eggs

Fang Lanxin pushed up her glasses and began to lecture her gently, "Xiao Wu, you also need to look for the reasons within yourself. Men like women who are proactive and considerate. If you are a little more enthusiastic, how can he go looking for someone else?"

"Mom, what do you mean by that? Is it my fault that Xiao Jiayang is messing around outside? Do you know that I'm looked down upon like a servant in the Xiao family? What a load of rubbish, what a young mistress! Xiao Jiayang beats me all the time now, I really can't take it anymore!" As she spoke, Nan Wu burst into tears of grievance.

Fang Lanxin took out a tissue to wipe her tears. "Xiaowu, I did all this for you. If you divorce Xiao Jiayang, wouldn't you be going down the same path as me? What will others think of us? I've already failed so much, I absolutely won't allow you to fail like this. My daughter, Fang Lanxin's daughter, must not be abandoned!"

Nan Wu brushed her hand away, her eyes defiant. "You're not thinking of me, you're thinking of yourself. You're projecting your past regrets onto me. Have you ever considered my feelings? I'm living like a ghost in the Xiao family now, all because of you. So what if I've been abandoned? It's not like I, Nan Wu, can't live without Xiao Jiayang. I'll go back today and divorce him, and live the life I want!"

Snapped!
"You dare! If you dare to divorce me, I will disown you as my daughter!" Fang Lanxin lost control and slapped Nan Wu across the face.

Nan Wu covered her face, slowly turning her head in disbelief. "Mom, you hit me?"

Fang Lanxin belatedly realized what was happening, and a deep sense of guilt welled up in her heart. "Xiao Wu, I..." she said, steeling her heart. "I just wanted to wake you up and make you see reality. Without the Nan family and the Xiao family, you simply cannot survive. No matter what, you cannot divorce Xiao Jiayang. Even if you die, you must die in the Xiao family. Remember that!"

Every word was resolute and ruthless, brooking no refusal whatsoever.

Nan Wu shook her head in anguish, opened the door, and ran out.

Fang Lanxin looked down at the hand that had just hit Nan Wu; the pain was physical, but even more so, it was in her heart.

But what does all this matter? She'll understand in the future that all my good intentions were for her own good!
Nan Wu cried all the way when suddenly a car rushed towards her. If she hadn't braked in time, she would have been hit.

A young, beautiful, and stylishly dressed girl immediately came down from above. She took off her sunglasses and first looked at Nan Wu with a look of disdain.

"You are Nan Wu, Xiao Jiayang's lawfully wedded wife?"

Nan Wu raised her chin. "That's right, you are..."

"Never mind who I am, I just advise you to divorce Jiayang as soon as possible, and stop occupying this position without doing anything!"

"You!" Nan Wu sighed. "What gives you the right to say such things? What gives you the right to say such things? Jia Yang and I have a great relationship, so stop trying to sow discord between us!"

The girl seemed to have heard an international joke, and she hugged her shoulders and laughed loudly, "You two have a good relationship? Did I hear that right? There are thirty days in a month, and Jia Yang wants to be in my bed for thirty-five days a month. How can you say such things?"

Nan Wu kept her composure. The one who gets angry first is the loser. She is the first wife, so she should act like one.

"You probably don't know, but Brother Jiayang keeps telling me that his wife is like a dead fish in bed, and that he's not as fun as playing with a doll. He says I'm more obedient and playful than you, and that I'm younger and prettier than you. He says he'd rather be a widow for the rest of his life than touch you. I'm telling you, Miss Nan, he hates you so much, yet you still refuse to leave. You're really shameless!"

The girl's words pierced Nan Wu's heart, making her suffer endless humiliation in front of her love rival.

She was always timid and easily bullied, but at this moment she was filled with shame and indignation, and raised her hand to slap the other person across the face.

"Ah! You hit me?" "Even if I'm not favored, I'm still his legal wife. How can a lowly mistress like you compare? This slap is a warning for your provocation. Stay away from me from now on!"

The girl wanted to catch up with Nan Wu and return the slap, but the honking horns behind her kept urging her on, so she could only leave angrily for now.

That night, Xiao Jiayang came home later than usual, reeking of alcohol and perfume, which was disgusting.

Upon seeing Nan Wu, he snorted impatiently and sauntered to the guest room. Nan Wu, feeling utterly powerless and humiliated, went after him to argue.

"Xiao Jiayang, what exactly do you mean? Even if you don't like me that much, I'm still your wife. What did I do wrong? Why are you treating me like this?"

Perhaps due to long-standing resentment, Nan Wu suddenly erupted. Xiao Jiayang was taken aback, not expecting her to be so bold today, and couldn't help but give her a proper look.

"Are you crazy? Get out of my way and stop disturbing my rest!"

Nan Wu stretched out her arms to stop him, "Your lover came to see me today, and she told me all the sweet nothings you two said in bed!"

Xiao Jiayang's drunkenness subsided somewhat, and he forced a tough stance, "So what? Didn't you hit her too? What's there to yell at?"

"What? Xiao Jiayang, you let those women insult me, shouldn't I be angry? What do you take me for?" Nan Wu pointed at her own nose and accused him.

Xiao Jiayang's face darkened, and he said impatiently, "I'm warning you, Nan Wu, don't push your luck. I'm only keeping you around out of pity. If you don't behave yourself, I can kick you out anytime. After all, you're not like Su Ying who's pregnant with the Xiao family's child. My mother is right, the Xiao family doesn't care about a hen like you that can't lay eggs!"

Nan Wu was violently pushed aside, lost her balance, and crashed into the wall, cutting her forehead. Blood flowed continuously, staining her eyes bloodshot, making her expression look ferocious and eerie.

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With the introduction of her mother Jiang Xue, Jiang Rourou successfully hooked up with a rich man. The rich man had nothing but money: bald, beer belly, and short stature. He was a complete nightmare.

Jiang Rourou didn't mind, after all, he was generous and could support her and her daughter. She thought it was just a temporary solution. Jiang Rourou thought that once she found someone suitable, she would dump this beer-bellied man.

This beer-bellied man was restless in the car, making unwanted advances. Luckily, the driver didn't dare to go any further. After getting out of the car, Jiang Rourou took the old man's arm and called him "Brother Qiang" in a coquettish voice. The old man was very receptive to this and promised to buy her another set of jewelry right away.

A person rushed towards her and knocked Jiang Rourou's handbag off her shoulder.

"Don't you have eyes? This is sheepskin, it's very delicate. If there's even a scratch, you're finished! Xiao, Xiao Ruonan?" Jiang Rourou finally saw the other person clearly and could hardly recognize her.

At this moment, Xiao Ruonan was dressed simply, her makeup was no longer as exquisite as before, and she was without any jewelry. If it weren't for the close distance, she would not have been recognized at all.

Xiao Ruonan felt a little flustered when she was recognized. Without saying a word, she buried her head and hurriedly ran into the wonton shop.