Mr. Shen, your love-struck wife doesn't want you anymore!

Jiang Yu had washed the dishes until they were sparkling clean, and her hands were wrinkled from being soaked in water.

Suddenly, she stopped moving mechanically, frowned, put down the bowl in her hand, and went to the living room.

She found her phone on the sofa, opened her contacts, and dialed Jiang Guodong's number.

A female voice came from the phone: "Sorry, the number you dialed is currently busy..."

Jiang Yu hung up the phone and paced back and forth in the living room.

She unconsciously started biting her nails again.

Two minutes later, when I called back, it was still busy.

Thinking of something, she tapped on Jiang Guodong's number.

It turns out I had already blocked that old bastard a few months ago.

After being removed from the blacklist, Jiang Yu dialed the number again.

It has to be said that she is quite similar to people with the surname Shen in some ways.

When angry, they also like to block people.

The call connected quickly this time, accompanied by the sounds of mahjong tiles, urging voices, and Jiang Guodong's voice: "Oh, what brings you back to your father, old lady? You're so filial, knowing to call back."

Jiang Yu ignored his sarcastic taunts and said coldly, "I have something to say to you. Find a quiet place."

As Jiang Guodong played his cards, he said, "Speak your mind, or shut up."

Jiang Yu asked him, "Have you been in contact with my husband lately?"

"I can't remember."

"Then think hard!"

After thinking it over, she realized that Shen Chengyan must have been told something by someone to be able to say those things.

Besides Jiang Guodong, who else would expose her past?

Guo Yaoyao doesn't know.

My aunt would never do that.

"You dare to order me around now?" Jiang Guodong cursed. "I raised you from infancy, and now you're all grown up, married and think you're all that, daring to block me like that. If you really piss me off, I'll come to Jiangcheng and expose all your dirty secrets."

Jiang Yu trembled with rage and cursed, "What kind of father are you? You don't want anything good for me, you just want to ruin me! Fine, if you won't let me live, I'll die with you. Come on then, whoever doesn't is a coward."

Jiang Guodong's arrogance subsided, and he said with a grin, "I was just joking with you. I'm counting on my daughter to take care of me in my old age, how could I ruin your plans?"

It took Jiang Yu many years to realize that Jiang Guodong was a paper tiger.

The less respect you show him, the more obedient he becomes.

Jiang Guodong called someone over the phone to play cards for him. He took the phone and went outside the card room, smoking and laughing as he said, "Daughter, send Dad some money. I'm a little short on cash lately."

Jiang Yu only had two words: "No money."

Jiang Guodong immediately became furious: "How come you're broke? My good son-in-law is quite good at making money, isn't he?"

"What money can he earn? Besides being good-looking, what skills does he have? He only makes three to five thousand a month, which is barely enough to support himself. I ate coarse food and wild vegetables at their house every day, and I was so hungry that I was emaciated and lived a life worse than a pig or a dog."

Jiang Guodong was skeptical. "Really? Last time you came back with him, I saw that the kid was dressed in designer brands."

Jiang Yu sneered, "Isn't that a fake I bought to show you? You're so concerned about saving face. If I don't dress him up like a rich man to satisfy your vanity, how can you brag to the neighbors?"

Jiang Guodong choked for a moment, then started cursing again, "What do you want from a man who has no ability like that?"

"Can't I like him because he's good-looking?"

"..."

After going around in circles, Jiang Guodong finally brought up money again, "You've been married to him for several years, haven't you saved any money on your own?"

"Save up?" Jiang Yu chuckled. "Last time I finally managed to save up about ten thousand yuan, but my husband found out and beat me so badly that I couldn't get out of bed for three days."

Jiang Guodong: "..."

"He not only hit me, but also gave me the silent treatment. Do you think I'm living a good life in the big city? I do want to be filial to you, but do I have the ability? I'm struggling to make ends meet myself."

Jiang Guodong didn't know whether he had believed it or not.

Jiang Yu asked impatiently, "Do you remember now? Did you tell him about my name change?"

Jiang Guodong was proficient in all sorts of vices, including eating, drinking, gambling, and whoring.

He likes to drink whenever he has nothing to do, and when he gets drunk, he likes to make phone calls everywhere.

He liked to send messages or make phone calls to Shen Chengyan whenever he had nothing to do, although he rarely got a response.

He himself didn't remember whether he had drunk too much or had let it slip in front of Shen Chengyan.

All I could say vaguely was, "What are you afraid of? It's just changing your name. What can he do even if he finds out?"

Jiang Yu was too lazy to continue talking to him and hung up the phone directly.

The battle of wits and courage with this old beast left her exhausted.

She lay on the sofa, her tired body curled up in a ball, hugging a cushion to her chest, as if only in this way could she comfort her weak heart.

Jiang Yu is her name.

Jiang Yu is also her name.

In her memory, Jiang Guodong liked to berate her when he was drunk, calling her a money-loser and superfluous.

From childhood to adulthood, he always liked to say in front of her that you were someone her mother disliked and didn't want.

After being scolded by her family for a long time, the neighbors would also joke that she was not only superfluous, but also picked up from the trash can.

After she started school, her classmates began to give her nicknames, calling her Jiang Duoyu.

A child without a mother.

An unreliable father.

Growing up in this environment, it's hard for Jiang Yu not to believe that he was indeed the one who shouldn't have been born.

Redundant, redundant.

She hated the name and resolutely changed "Yu" after she grew up.

It's as if this could change their previous painful life.

The pain she experienced mostly stemmed from Jiang Guodong, who was lazy and loved to gamble or play cards.

When they win money, they drink to celebrate; when they lose money, they drink and curse.

She lived a rough life from a young age, always keeping her hair short to save money, and wearing clothes and shoes that others didn't want.

When she was 8 years old, a neighbor's child gave her a piece of cake for his birthday. When Jiang Guodong saw it, he became furious and slapped her.

She fell into the mud with the cake, and she was badly injured, her head bleeding profusely.

Before she turned 15, she had never celebrated her birthday or had a birthday cake of her own.

On her 18th birthday, she used the money she had saved for a long time to buy herself a birthday cake.

She ate an entire 8-inch cream cake by herself that day, and ended up in the hospital with acute gastroenteritis.

In her memory, Jiang Guodong failed to fulfill his responsibilities as a father.

He should be nailed to the pillar of shame.

Fortunately, I still have my aunt.

My aunt's family wasn't wealthy either, but my aunt would secretly help her out.

My aunt's husband and Jiang Guodong are the same kind of beasts—idle, unambitious, and prone to violence.

During her senior year of college, Jiang Yu took leave from school to take care of her aunt when she fell ill and was hospitalized. That's how she met Shen Chengyan.

That was their first meeting, in the hospital, and the first encounter was not pleasant.

That day was my aunt's surgery day, but the money she had painstakingly raised for the surgery was stolen by that scoundrel of an uncle. She made a phone call from the stairwell, cursing that beast and demanding that he return the money.

When he stormed back home after hanging up the phone, he didn't notice anyone behind him.

There were steps behind the other person, and she lost her balance when she bumped into them, falling down the steps.

Although he was not in mortal danger, he still hit his head and broke his leg.

When he woke up the next day, Jiang Yu went to visit him and he said his name was Shen Chengyan.

She was terrified.

She was afraid he would try to extort money from her.

She was a poor student with no money.

But what she feared most came to pass. She would always remember that Shen Chengyan didn't say a word at the time, just lay on the hospital bed, staring straight at her.

Jiang Yu stood anxiously by the hospital bed, awaiting his judgment.

Amid her trepidation, he finally spoke.

He posed the question to her, asking, "You've hurt me so badly, what do you think should be done?"