Mr. Song, you have crossed the line.

"Try to control your temper later, don't argue with her again. She has a strong personality, she's like a mule that won't listen to reason, she only responds to gentle persuasion."

"I know, you don't need to tell me."

The first sentence was said by Rong Jianguo, and the second sentence was said by Zhao Yuxiang.

Rong Zheng thought to herself, apart from the matter of divorce, she was almost completely obedient to her parents, so how could they say she was strong-willed?

However, the fact that they could discuss these things behind her back shows that they didn't want any unpleasantness with her and that they still cared about her.

Rong Zheng pushed open the door and went in. "Dad, Mom, I'm home."

A flicker of guilt flashed across Zhao Yuxiang's eyes. "When did you arrive?"

"Just arrived."

Seeing that Rong Zheng's expression was normal, Zhao Yuxiang assumed that he hadn't heard anything and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

She got up to greet her and took the things from Rong Zheng's hands. "Why buy things when you're going back to your own home? You must be feeling hot. I made some mung bean soup and it's chilled in the refrigerator. Please sit down and I'll get you a bowl."

After saying that, she put the things on the table and quickly went into the kitchen.

The house in the countryside has a main room right inside. It is spacious and bright, but there is no sofa or coffee table. There is only an electric scooter parked in the corner, a high table, a low square table for eating, and two rows of chairs along the two walls.

Rong Jianguo was sitting in a chair smoking. "Sit down."

Rong Zheng sat down in the chair. "Dad, you should smoke less in the future. It's bad for your health."

Rong Jianguo grunted in response, but was still puffing out smoke.

Soon Zhao Yuxiang brought out a bowl of mung bean soup, placed it on the square table, and said to Rong Zheng, "Come and drink it. You like it sweet, so I put in two spoonfuls of sugar."

"Okay." Rong Zheng walked to the square table, sat down, and drank the mung bean soup. It was cool and refreshing, but it warmed her heart. After a few sips, she asked Zhao Yuxiang, "Mom, where's Rong Xi?"

"He's at work. He's very eloquent and gets along well at the company. His sales performance is also excellent. He even received a bonus last month," Zhao Yuxiang said, her face full of pride and smiles as she spoke of her son.

Rong Jianguo immediately added, "Pei Chuan values ​​him highly and treats him very well. He told him to work hard and that he would promote him later."

"Yes, yes, even though you're divorced, Pei Chuan is still very good to Xi'er." Zhao Yuxiang said, glancing at Rong Zheng's expression.

Rong Zheng lowered her eyes and drank her porridge, giving a soft "hmm".

Seeing Rong Zheng's indifferent reaction, Zhao Yuxiang couldn't help but frown, but she still patiently said, "Zhengzheng, if it weren't for Pei Chuan, how could your father and I live in such a nice house? He's very generous during holidays, and everyone in the village says I have a good son-in-law."

Rong Zheng put down her spoon and looked at Zhao Yuxiang. "Mom, we're divorced now. Let's not talk about the past anymore."

"Those are things of the past. Even though you're divorced now, he's still good to Xi'er. He still treats her the same as before, often having Assistant Xue bring me fruit and food, and still giving me pocket money every month..."

"You still took his money?" Rong Zheng interrupted Zhao Yuxiang, frowning.

Zhao Yuxiang replied matter-of-factly, "He sent it to me, why wouldn't I accept it?"

"But we're divorced. He has no obligation to support you anymore. How can you still accept his money?"

"It's precisely because he's still good to us even after your divorce that he truly considers us family, and it shows he still cares about you," Zhao Yuxiang said, holding Rong Zheng's hand earnestly. "Take my advice, remarry Pei Chuan?"

Rong Zheng shook her head. "I will not remarry him."

"Why are you so stubborn, child?" Zhao Yuxiang said angrily, letting go of Rong Zheng's hand.

Seeing that Zhao Yuxiang's tone was a bit off, Rong Jianguo immediately spoke up: "We're not forcing you to remarry, we just feel sorry for Tangtang who's so young and doesn't have a father. Can you really bear to see her grow up without a father's love?"

Rong Zheng was indeed reluctant, but rather than live with a father of questionable character, she preferred to raise her daughter alone, where at least the environment would be clean and simple. "I will love her even more and will not let her suffer any injustice."

"No amount of maternal love can make up for a father's love. Tangtang is still young now, but what will you do when she grows up and people laugh at her for being a child without a father?"

Rong Zheng looked at Rong Jianguo and said, "Lu Peichuan will always be Tangtang's father. I have never denied that. My divorce from him only means that I have no further connection with him personally, but I have not severed his relationship with Tangtang."

Rong Jianguo was speechless for a moment after being shut down by Rong Zheng's few words.

Zhao Yuxiang was about to lose her temper. "Don't give us that nonsense. I'll just ask you one question: are you going to remarry me or not?"

Rong Zheng's expression was firm. "No more."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yuxiang angrily poked Rong Zheng's forehead hard. "What's the use of reading so many books? You've made yourself stupid, unable to distinguish right from wrong, and unable to assess the situation. A man with Pei Chuan's family background is someone others would kill for, yet you keep pushing him away. Are you trying to drive me crazy!"

Rong Jianguo was also angry, and he took a few deep drags on his cigarette.

Rong Zheng was actually not very happy either. Why did Zhao Yuxiang only see Lu Peichuan's good family background but not the grievances she had suffered?

But thinking that the family had finally reconciled, she didn't want to cause any more unpleasantness because of Lu Peichuan.

So she said softly, "Mom, Lu Peichuan's family is well-off, but no one in his family looks up to me. I'm not happy in the Lu family. I'm capable of supporting myself and my child, and I will take good care of you in the future. Let's not talk about him anymore."

"You've been filial to us?" Mentioning this only fueled Zhao Yuxiang's anger. She jumped to her feet, glaring at Rong Zheng, "When you divorced Pei Chuan, he gave you two million and a villa worth five million. Did you give me a single penny?"

"I……"

Rong Zheng had barely uttered a word when Zhao Yuxiang angrily interrupted her, "No! You haven't given us a single penny. You've only cared about living a carefree life in the capital, and you still expect to support us?"

Zhao Yuxiang's lips curled into a sarcastic smile. "You're an ungrateful wretch, a heartless scoundrel! I shouldn't have been so kind as to adopt you in the first place!"

Rong Jianguo's face darkened as he exhaled a puff of smoke, but he still held back his anger. "If you really want to be filial to us, then remarry Pei Chuan and come back to Jiangcheng to stay by our side so that you can take care of us at all times."

Rong Zheng returned home happily, expecting to be greeted by her parents' love. However, from the moment she entered the house until now, all they talked about was how good Lu Peichuan was to them. Tangtang was their granddaughter, yet they didn't offer a single word of greeting.

Upon learning that she was unwilling to remarry, they resorted to scolding and coercion, but she remained undeterred, asking, "You brought me back so that I would remarry Lu Peichuan?"

As she spoke, she looked hopefully at Rong Jianguo and Zhao Yuxiang, hoping to get a negative answer from them.