Zhang Yu always thought that Liang Yan would stubbornly refuse to divorce or at least hold on for a few more days. Unexpectedly, she didn’t even make it to the end of the year before getting divorced. Of course, she didn’t end up with much; there was no money left, and she even had to pay out of her own pocket for the house transfer fees. This made Zhang Hao extremely angry, and he scolded Liang Yan severely. After all, he had already planned how to spend the 500,000 yuan he expected to receive. He even picked out the car he wanted to buy. But not only did it all come to nothing, he ended up spending more money instead. This content belongs to novel-fire.ɴet Zhang Yu looked at Zhang Hao, who was still harshly reproaching Liang Yan, and then at her cowering manner, and couldn’t help but sigh inwardly. She used to be something, scolding Zhang Yu however she pleased. Even Zhang Dong could say whatever he wanted without showing consideration. The tables turned, and now she was being yelled at by Zhang Hao . Zhang Dong glanced at Liang Yan, shook his head, "The procedures are done, I’m leaving." "And remember to inform your family that we are divorced, so your parents and siblings don’t come asking me to help Liang Bin and them find jobs." "It’s really laughable, a vocational school student still expecting me to arrange a good job for them." "And they even say it can’t be worse than Zhang Hao’s position." "By the way, Xiao Hao, make sure you keep an eye on your mom. Now the house is solely in her name, and if it’s sold, don’t come looking for me." Even though Zhang Hao might be useless, after all, he was his own son, and Zhang Dong hoped these things would be left to him, avoiding bothering Zhang Yu. Zhang Hao thought about it too, "Right, right, mom, you should transfer the house to me." If the house remained with Liang Yan, who knows, it might become a Liang Family property without him knowing. Liang Yan glared fiercely at Zhang Dong. Now that they were divorced, the only thing she could rely on was this house. Yet this man was digging a pit for her. "I absolutely won’t transfer the house." "Zhang Hao, stop making trouble, don’t you think I know what kind of person you are?" "If I give you the house, I won’t have any assets under my name, and you’ll turn your back on me faster than anyone else." "I don’t even dare to imagine what I’ll do when I get old." "Zhang Hao, give it up. I will not transfer the house to you. As long as I live, I won’t sign it over." Liang Yan now knew that with a house and some money, she could have a peaceful old age. If she had nothing, her life in old age would be a great tragedy. Liang Yan’s refusal to transfer the house made Zhang Hao very angry, and he kept pestering her to do so. As for Zhang Dong, Zhang Hao had no time to focus on him now. Zhang Dong, seeing Liang Yan on the verge of madness being pestered by Zhang Hao, said, "Let’s go." With Zhang Hao preoccupied, he felt relieved. "Finally free." Zhang Dong took a deep breath, "In a couple of days, I plan to buy a villa." Buying a villa? Zhang Yu knew that divorce didn’t bring much sadness to Zhang Dong, but she didn’t expect that he would go as far as to buy a villa. My god, Zhang Yu was really curious about Zhang Dong’s finances, knowing that his expenses weren’t small. When Granny Zhang was hospitalized, she was put in a private room which cost quite a bit out of pocket, and Zhang Dong paid himself just so that she could rest well. "I’m about to file a patent, and the income will be substantial." "Moreover, I’m buying the house with a mortgage. I didn’t expect them to drag it out until now." Zhang Dong thought that by stopping the living expenses, he could make them relent quickly. He didn’t expect that they could hold out this long. "I originally had to offer 500,000 yuan plus the money for the house transfer, but with their constant fussing and delaying the divorce, in the end, I saved those two amounts." Zhang Dong hadn’t expected to save the money, and he was honestly delighted. "After buying the villa, your grandma can move in and can often stroll in the courtyard, as the environment over there is quite nice." After listening for a while, Zhang Yu finally understood that the down payment for the villa Zhang Dong bought came from this, "If my mom found out, she would lose her mind." No one would want to see their ex live so blissfully after parting ways. "Let your mom go crazy, her future days won’t be easy." "If she doesn’t transfer the house, at least she’ll have some leverage." "If the house is gone, mark my words, her life will be unbearably tough." Zhang Dong wasn’t concerned about too much. "Alright, I’ll take you to see the house." Zhang Dong also wanted Zhang Yu to take a look at the house. Zhang Yu didn’t mind, since it was their future retirement home after all. Sitting in the car, Zhang Yu looked at Zhang Dong driving seriously, "Dad, when do you plan to marry Auntie?" Zhang Dong was stunned by Zhang Yu’s question, slammed the brakes, and looked at her in disbelief, "Who, who told you that?" It couldn’t have been Granny Zhang, Zhang Dong knew that Zhang Yu was tight-lipped, but no one would want to be embarrassed like that in front of a child, right? She really guessed it, because if not, why would Zhang Dong insist on getting a divorce? "I just noticed the way you and Auntie interact, it’s so in sync." "I never saw that between you and mom." "And you’re a normal man." "Grandma treats her quite well, too." "I remember Auntie has a son. If he’s good to you, maybe you could consider it." Zhang Yu reiterated that she didn’t care who inherited Zhang Dong’s assets. "You see who treats you well, who can take care of you and Grandma, give it to them." Even if it meant going to Auntie’s son, Zhang Yu was okay with that. Zhang Dong didn’t expect Zhang Yu to be so generous, "You really have no objections?" "What objection could I have, as long as they treat you and Grandma well?" "Don’t worry, Xiao Ming treats me and Grandma quite well." Since Zhang Yu already knew, Zhang Dong stopped beating around the bush and explained the stepson’s situation clearly. Seeing Zhang Dong’s excited expression, Zhang Yu inwardly lit a candle for Zhang Hao, who always assumed Zhang Dong’s assets would be his. If he found out that Zhang Dong would remarry without her involved in the struggle for assets, gaining a stepson in the process, he’d probably go crazy. Whenever Zhang Yu thought of Zhang Hao ending up empty-handed, her mood soared. "Dad, don’t worry, I definitely won’t tell Zhang Hao, but you should be vigilant." "Auntie seems fine, but her son might not be." Zhang Yu was pragmatic, "If I get busy in the future, I may not have time to look after you." "I know." Zhang Dong recalled something Granny Zhang had been mentioning. "Your Grandma said she wanted to transfer her house to you."