"XiangYawen's injuries were caused by people I ordered," Lian He said coolly. That one sentence was like a massive boulder smashing into the hearts of Father Xiang and Mrs. Xiang, raising huge waves of shock. "Lian He, the two of you argued and divorced, but how could you lay a hand on Yawen?" Father Xiang trembled with anger, looking at XiangYawen lying motionless on the ground, especially the blood-red color in his groin area, which made Father Xiang stagger and fall onto a stool. Mrs. Xiang almost passed out. "Lian He, why, why did you hurt Yawen?" Yazhi panicked, guessing that Lian He might know something, but she dared not spill it all out. "Why did I hurt him? Don't you know?" Lian He's gaze was icy as he looked at her. He stepped forward, ignoring Yazhi and spoke directly to Father Xiang: "Last night, XiangYawen hired people to kidnap my daughter, Xiao Yue. Do you know what your precious son wanted to do to my daughter?" Lian He's frigid and sharp gaze gave Father Xiang an ominous premonition. Father Xiang knew about the illegitimate daughter, and that daughter was born when Lian He was sent down to the countryside during his youth. He did not know for many years, but now he did, and Lian He cherished her deeply, wanting to make up for lost time. Both Father Xiang and Mrs. Xiang understood that Lian He cared a lot about that daughter. In large families, such things were not uncommon, especially since Lian He was obtained through such means back then, he naturally felt guilty now. Father Xiang and Mrs. Xiang urged Yazhi, that since Lian He wanted to cherish the child, they should let him, she was just a girl, no matter how much he cherished her, she could not threaten the status of their grandson and granddaughter. "He found seven or eight strong men, planning to defile Xiao Yue's innocence, and even videotape it, to let everyone in Sea City know." As Lian He spoke, his teeth were trembling. He could not dare to imagine if it weren't for Meng Siyu's foresight, if it wasn't for his yearning for Xiao Yue, sending people to follow them, they might still be in the dark about this. Xiao Yue was such a good girl. Just because she was his daughter, just because he wanted to compensate her with the fatherly love she had missed out on for so many years, Sister Yazhi and her brother came up with such a malicious plan. Lian He took a deep breath and said, "That's not all. They even collaborated with the Yao Family, intending to murder and silence the victim." Father Xiang refuted incredulously. In the air, the pungent smell lingered, and Father Xiang's body trembled as he gleaned from Lian He's words why Lian He was so furious. "I witnessed it with my own eyes." Lian He looked at Gong Sheng to his side, who immediately took out a briefcase. From it, he pulled out a divorce agreement and said, "Sign it." Newest update provided by novel⟡fire.net The light divorce agreement fell before Yazhi like a snowflake. The black and white paper, the five characters 'Divorce Agreement,' enlarged before Yazhi, stinging her eyes. The anxiety since last night was finally confirmed at this moment. "No, I won't sign." Yazhi almost crazily tore the agreement to shreds, she knelt by XiangYawen's side, raising her head and yelled at him: "I didn't know about this, how could Yawen possibly make such a mistake? It must be a misunderstanding, definitely a misunderstanding." Yazhi denied everything; she could not admit to this matter. She said, "We can't divorce; Qingqing and Qingyang can't be without a mother." The thought of her children gave Yazhi a surge of courage. "With you as their real mother, that's how Qingqing and Qingyang would go astray. Fortunately, they are both grown up." Lian He felt even more relieved when she mentioned the children. He was thankful that although Qingqing was somewhat arrogant with the temperament of a spoiled young lady, she was at least kind-hearted. As for Qingyang, there was no need to say, he liked to play games and fight, but he loathed evil. "I witnessed this matter myself; even if you deny it, you cannot act as if this matter does not exist." Lian He took out a stack of white papers from the briefcase, all printed divorce agreements, and he threw them all in front of Yazhi. The fluttering papers, a field of white, his cold voice rose: "Yazhi, even if you tear up all the divorce papers, this marriage, I will still end it." With that, Lian He turned to leave, but halfway, he stopped and said, "Let's consider this thing with XiangYawen as settled. If the Xiang Family wants to seek justice for XiangYawen, I, Lian He, will not show mercy." "Lian He, you can't leave." Yazhi realized, scrambling up from the ground, not caring how disheveled she was, she only knew that Lian He was serious about divorcing her. Without the backing of the Lian Family, the Xiang Family would not have anyone influential enough to handle business; so many projects, so much business, without the backing of the Lian Family, in Sea City the Xiang Family would barely be considered a family of modest means, just a slightly wealthy family at best. This marriage, cannot end. Thinking so, Yazhi chased after him, shouting, "There has to be a misunderstanding in this matter, I, I never thought about harming Tang Yue." The car zoomed away in a flash, leaving only a pungent exhaust. Yazhi ran a short distance before she fell to the ground, looking at the empty Alley, she finally broke down and cried. Father Xiang and Mrs. Xiang were shocked by the news they had just heard. The couple exchanged a glance, even with the shock, their son's life was more important. They ordered someone to send Xiang Yahu to the hospital. Outside the emergency room, Father Xiang and Mrs. Xiang looked as if they suddenly aged ten years overnight. Mrs. Xiang, already in poor health, fainted right there at the door of the emergency room. As Old Sir Lian and Meng Siyu talked back and forth, Tang Yue changed her clothes and came downstairs to find Old Sir Lian and Meng Siyu sitting in the dining room, enjoying a rich and exquisite breakfast. She was surprised. "Girl, did you sleep well?" Old Sir Lian's voice was gentle, like a kind elder. He said, "If there's anything uncomfortable, tell Grandpa, I'll have them change it." "Quite well," Tang Yue answered with some guilt, since last night she fell asleep the moment her head hit the pillow, then Meng Siyu came back and they were up until dawn – she hardly had enough sleep, let alone the time to pay attention to the details of the room. "Girl, although you got married and Grandpa couldn't make it, in a few days, I'll hold a welcoming banquet for you, I promise it will be lively." Old Sir Lian smiled and said, "It's also a good opportunity to introduce you to others, to let them know you're the granddaughter of the Lian Family, to open the eyes of those who don't pay attention and prevent them from offending you." "No need," Tang Yue hastily declined: "Grandpa Lian, we're going back to Jiang City tomorrow."