Liang Yan has been unusually troubled lately. Her family found out about her divorce and questioned why such a major event wasn’t shared with them. They obviously have reason to be angry; once divorced, Zhang Dong would care even less about Liang Hao and Liu Xia’s job concerns. What angers them even more is that aside from keeping the house she’s living in, Liang Yan got nothing else from the divorce. How could this not make them angry? The house is nice, but without money, it’s practically worthless. Her family is causing all sorts of commotion, while Zhang Hao is pressuring her to transfer the house ownership, leaving Liang Yan exhausted and feeling much older. In the past, she would either go out shopping or buy good skincare products to take care of her face. But now she can’t bear to spend that money. Zhang Dong only takes care of Xiao Bao’s tuition fees, and any other expenses are irrelevant to him. Regarding Zhang Hao and his wife’s living expenses, Zhang Hao keeps claiming he’s broke, and Chen Jiaojiao bluntly tells her to ask Zhang Hao for money. Her salary after household expenses leaves little behind. Liang Yan truly can’t understand how life could be this way in middle age. Liang Yan now has only one thought: she must remarry. If she doesn’t, life is genuinely impossible to endure. Just as she considered how to bring this up, something hit her like a bolt from the blue. "What, you said Zhang Dong got married?" "My husband Zhang Dong got married?" Liang Yan felt dizzy, not understanding what was happening. How could he be married? "Wasn’t he very busy?" She knew Zhang Dong was always busy with research and didn’t even have time to meet women. And she hadn’t heard of him getting close to any single female at the research institute. There wasn’t a hint of gossip, so how did he simply get married? "By the way, do you know who he married?" Liang Yan thought that if it was someone she knew, she’d definitely try to advise them. "Busy, but that doesn’t stop him from getting married." Her colleague also didn’t know whom Zhang Dong had married. Not knowing the other party, Liang Yan considered briefly before deciding to go directly to Zhang Dong. The colleague watched as Liang Yan rushed off and shrugged, "Look, they’re already divorced and yet she still talks about her husband." "She’s got so many worries now, and her family is also jumping around, hoping she’ll help find jobs." "Even her son is pushing her to transfer the house’s ownership." The colleague whispered a bit about Liang Yan’s family issues. "Her son, really, he’s got no ambition. You’d think, in this day and age, a vocational school student would know to upgrade their skills." "Can’t see how he and Zhang Yu are siblings from the same mother." People still can’t comprehend this matter. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ NoveI(F)ire.net Zhang Yu is so smart that studying is a breeze for her, while Zhang Hao simply refuses to learn, which is truly baffling. Liang Yan burst into Zhang Dong’s office, seeing him handing out wedding candies, and his cheerful face was just too irritating. "Zhang Dong, how could you, how could you get married?" "Something so important, why didn’t you tell me?" Liang Yan directly accused. Zhang Dong wasn’t flustered by Liang Yan’s appearance. He knew once news of his remarriage got out, Liang Yan would definitely storm in to stir trouble. "Do I need to inform you about my marriage?" "Why should I notify you?" Zhang Dong sneered a few times. "Have you forgotten our current relationship? We are ex-husband and ex-wife, we are free to marry whomever we choose." Zhang Dong almost said, we’re as good as strangers, asking someone to quit fussing, is there any point? Later, upon further reflection, he decided to leave it. After all, they were once married for many years and have two children together, so a bit of dignity should remain. Liang Yan was stunned into silence by Zhang Dong’s words. Indeed, she really had no standing to accusingly question why he remarried. Taking a deep breath, "You are Xiao Hao and Zhang Yu’s father, how come you haven’t mentioned it to them?" "I don’t know if you’ve told Zhang Yu, but I know for sure you haven’t told Xiao Hao." Liang Yan knew that Zhang Hao would never agree to Zhang Dong’s remarriage. Upon learning of his remarriage, Zhang Hao would certainly cause all sorts of chaos, ensuring she wouldn’t be left in the dark. "Xiao Hao is already a father; whether I remarry doesn’t affect him." "As for Zhang Yu, she’s already in graduate school." "When we divorced back then, she was indifferent. Do you expect she would oppose my remarriage now?" Zhang Dong didn’t say that Zhang Yu was already aware and fully supportive of his remarriage. Thinking of Zhang Yu’s nonchalant attitude towards everything, Liang Yan knew even if she informed Zhang Yu, she’d merely show approval. "How do you think Xiao Hao would react if he knew?" Liang Yan refused to believe Zhang Dong really didn’t care about his son’s opinion. "If he agrees, that’s great." "If he opposes, there’s nothing I can do, won’t bother continuing contact." "If he says severing ties, won’t support me in old age, that’s a relief, saves me money. I’ve already severed ties with him, Xiao Bao isn’t connected to me." "And his tuition fees, don’t expect me to cover them either." Zhang Dong knew exactly how to hold Zhang Hao back. Liang Yan was already feeling numb at the scalp. Zhang Dong’s message was clear: if you agree, great; if you disagree, still have to agree, or else completely sever ties, and he wouldn’t support Xiao Bao or provide any money. "Moreover, my mom fully supports my remarriage." "Also, I’ve already registered the marriage." "I’ve even signed a will and done a notarization." Zhang Dong never intended to make a will; he thought he hadn’t retired yet and was in good health, so why write one, didn’t sound auspicious. But under Zhang Yu’s advice, plus various events around him, he also felt it’d be better to have a will. Especially if something happened unexpectedly, it’d offer a bit of assurance to his elderly mother and new wife. A will? Liang Yan hadn’t expected Zhang Dong to write a will. "How old are you, why would you write that?" Liang Yan panicked. Without a will, if something happened to Zhang Dong, Zhang Hao could inherit a large sum of money. But once there is a will, Liang Yan just couldn’t imagine how much Zhang Hao might receive. "Some matters are better prepared for early, otherwise, who knows what may happen someday." Suddenly Zhang Dong remembered something, "The house is under your name now, better to write a will yourself." "Otherwise, if something happens, your parents might come to claim the house." God knows, Zhang Dong’s advice was genuinely well-intentioned, knowing if something happened to Liang Yan, the Liang Family Elders would absolutely step in to demand a share of the estate. This topic jumped so quickly, Liang Yan was momentarily stunned, "My affairs don’t need your concern." She dared to say if Zhang Hao knew, he wouldn’t ask her to sign any so-called will but would directly have her transfer the house’s title. Zhang Dong watched the fuming Liang Yan and chuckled, "Liang Yan, you know these are your matters, unrelated to me, asking me not to interfere." "Explain, what position do you have to criticize me? My affairs also don’t need your concern." "Thank you." Zhang Dong said politely.