Abandoned on a stormy night, I divorced and remarried into a wealthy family.

"Sister-in-law, you know that the dress I bought you last time was from LV, and it costs tens of thousands. I'm not one to haggle, so this dress only costs six thousand. Don't be shy about it."

"When my sister-in-law buys things for my younger sister, she doesn't talk about the price, she only talks about the sentiment. It doesn't matter if I lose a little money."

Song Qintang remained silent, simply reaching out her hand to look at the bill.

Miss Lin couldn't stand it anymore and spoke up for Long Jianjia, "Don't go too far. It's a six-thousand-yuan dress, and you still want to see the payment record? That's really hurtful!"

Seeing that Long Jianjia had outside help, Zeng Zhuke stepped up and retorted, pointing her chin at the other woman, "What? You didn't actually take it out, did you?"

"That's hilarious. All this talk about playing the emotional card... Did you buy it with someone else's husband's money, and now you have the nerve to expect the real woman to foot the bill?"

"Looks like the Wu family isn't giving you money, they're really desperate! They can't even afford a six-thousand-yuan dress?"

The phrase "I'm so poor I'm going crazy" completely shattered Long Jianjia's dignity.

Her face flushed visibly, and she looked at Miss Lin with evasive eyes.

Miss Lin's expression was also unpleasant. She felt that Long Jianjia's stammering and refusal to hand over the bill had embarrassed her. "Give it to me! Stop talking nonsense!"

If it weren't for the fact that Long Jianjia would send her gifts all the time, she really wouldn't be qualified to enter the circle given her status.

Is it true, as the rumors say, that the Wu family has completely given up on Long Jianjia? Is that why she shamelessly asked someone to buy her a dress?

Seeing that Miss Lin's complexion was getting worse, Long Jianjia immediately said aggrievedly, "No, thank you. You're ruining my mood. This dress costs six thousand yuan, and I'd rather use it to wipe my feet than appreciate its quality!"

"Sister-in-law, keep it for yourself."

After saying that, Long Jianjia pulled Miss Lin away.

I was afraid that if I left even a second too late, the shop assistant would chase me out.

She'll never feel comfortable coming to that shop again.

After that, Long Jianjia lost interest and didn't buy anything.

Song Qintang and Zeng Zhu, on the other hand, walked out of the mall carrying large and small bags.

On the way back, upon hearing that Song Qintang was going back to the Wu family, he couldn't help but worry, "That Long Jianjia is the best at twisting the truth. You made her suffer today. Will she complain when she gets back? Although she can't get into the Wu family, those two won't let you off the hook."

Song Qintang remained relatively calm as she comforted Zeng Zhu, "If she didn't complain, she wouldn't be herself. The Wu family treats me like a thief. I spend my own money, and there are detailed records."

"In these three years, they haven't spent a single penny on me. I've never asked Wu Haoqi for any money, nor have I ever asked him where his money went."

"Even if we confront each other face to face, I won't back down."

"And my annual rent should also be settled."

Wu Haoqi has a good annual income and buys a lot of things for Long Jianjia, but he has never bought her a single item.

Even if she bought them, it was just a side trip; she didn't use any of them and left them in the warehouse.

Two years ago, he booked a hospital room for Lu Pingping, and she didn't mention the rent. Now, she is paying for the room herself.

That's hers, so she should take it back.

Even if a real reckoning were to take place, she would have the right to make Long Jianjia return it.

But she didn't want to, nor did she care; she only wanted to get a peaceful divorce.

When we got back to the Wu family home, it was just time for dinner.

The maid stood at the dining table to serve Wu Haoqi and Ms. Mei their dinner.

She changed her shoes and went inside, politely greeting Ms. Mei.

But she received no response, and there was no food for her at the table.

All of this seemed to have nothing to do with her.

Ms. Mei looked at the shopping bag in her hand and angrily slammed the spoon onto the bowl to express her dissatisfaction.

How dare a penniless person dress up?

She probably forgot that she has a mother who is also a burden.

How could she possibly spend money?

Song Qintang returned to her room and chatted with Miaomiao for a while.

Her flower shop is doing well, and she lives a free and dignified life.

Miaomiao also advised her to leave this hellhole as soon as possible.

When she gets divorced, send her the biggest flower basket ever.

Not long after the phone call ended, Wu Haoqi pushed open the door and came in. Seeing the unopened shopping bags on the bed, Wu Haoqi felt a pang of panic. Song Qintang used to dislike dressing up. He asked, "How much did you spend on all this?"

Judging from Ms. Mei's behavior when she entered and Wu Haoqi's expression now, it seems Long Jianjia hasn't complained yet. Song Qintang spoke up: "Over five thousand!"

He used to think that Song Qintang's clothes were not classy enough, and that five thousand yuan was not enough to buy a dress for Long Jianjia. But now that he suddenly heard her say that she bought so many things for five thousand yuan, he felt a little heartache.

Wu Haoqi frowned at Song Qintang: "Where did you get the money to buy new clothes? Is there some kind of party?"

Song Qintang removed the price tag from her hand, her voice calm: "I bought it with my own money, for everyday wear!"

With just one sentence, Wu Haoqi was left speechless.

Yes, she's been dressing really cheaply these past few years.

He had almost forgotten what that delicate little princess looked like in college.

He felt a little guilty: "You don't earn much, why didn't you ask me to go with you to buy clothes?"

She replied, "Mr. Wu, don't worry about me."

Song Qintang knew Wu Haoqi too well. If he hadn't willingly agreed to the divorce, he would definitely have gone to the hospital to confront the leaders and caused her to lose her job.

The situation escalated to the point where she could no longer stay in Suzhou, so she now has to maintain a facade of peace.

Song Qintang's address of "President Wu" made Wu Haoqi choke up.

I was the one who made her call me that, but now it sounds so distant and awkward.

The relationship was already broken, but that day I couldn't help but argue with her and misunderstood her.

Looking back now, he felt quite regretful. He tried to lower his tone and said gently, "Qintang, I was wrong that day. Please don't hold it against me."

"Let's put the past behind us and start over, okay?"

"And..." Wu Haoqi suddenly noticed, grabbed her shoulders and leaned closer, "Don't call me President Wu anymore, call me husband."

Wu Haoqi's breath hit Song Qintang's face, making her feel disgusted from the bottom of her heart.

She could no longer accept any intimate gestures with him.

She raised her hand to push away the hand that was firmly on her shoulder, leaned back, and said in a very calm voice, "Mr. Wu, we can't go back to the way things were, and we can't start over."

"Because I want to move forward."

Go forward.

These words were like a sharp sword piercing Wu Haoqi's softest spot, and his eyes suddenly reddened.

His eyes even held a pleading look: "Qintang, please don't be angry with me."

"We've been doing quite well these past three years, so stop saying hurtful things."

Looking at Wu Haoqi's expression, Song Qintang felt as if he was deeply in love with her.

She frowned in disgust: "If Wu thinks it's good, it's at the expense of my dignity."

"These days are like a nightmare; I've never had an easy time!"

I just want to wake up soon.

Wu Haoqi paused, his breath catching in his throat for a few seconds, before finally speaking, his voice hoarse, "You've endured three years already, why couldn't you just bear it a little longer?"

"Okay, even if I made you suffer in the past, I promised you that I would live a good life with you from now on."

Why do you insist on divorcing me?