Married the Tough Guy After Transmigrating
Chapter 523: Agreeing to Divorce

Chapter 523: Chapter 523: Agreeing to Divorce

"Mom, marrying Uncle Zhang wouldn’t be bad either, he at least has a successful career, right?

You seem to really mind me marrying him, could it be that you like Uncle Zhang?" Huimin said each word deliberately.

Sun Yan was greatly startled and hurriedly shook her head with a panicked expression, quickly saying to her daughter, "What nonsense are you talking about, girl? How could I possibly like your Uncle Zhang."

Huimin looked at Sun Yan, who was sweating coldly on her forehead. The room fell silent. Zhang Yanlin was also greatly startled. After a while, Huimin smiled and said, "I was just saying.

I’ve decided, either Zhang Zhiguo marries me, or it’s Uncle Zhang, otherwise, I’ll call the police."

Sun Yan immediately looked anxious, and Zhang Yanlin was also very stressed. Thinking about the trouble on Zhang Yuhua’s side gave him a headache, and what was supposed to be a joyful feast turned into his difficult day. Zhang Yanlin’s head was going white with worry.

"Okay, I agree to marry you, I’ll go back and divorce Zhang Yuhua," said Zhang Yanlin.

Upon hearing this, a smile instantly spread across Huimin’s face. In front of Sun Yan, she affectionately hooked Zhang Yanlin’s arm, looking just like a couple, "Then when will you marry me?"

Zhang Yanlin looked at Huimin’s youthful face and fine figure, and thinking about today’s taste, his heart involuntarily tightened, feeling itchy.

"I’ll divorce Zhang Yuhua as soon as possible, and then I’ll marry you."

Sun Yan, watching this scene, twisted her face in anger, hating Zhang Yanlin to death in her heart. If he had earlier agreed to let his son marry her daughter, would such a thing have occurred?

Damn Zhang Yuhua, it’s all this bitch’s fault.

Zhang Yanlin and Huimin affectionately went downstairs. Zhang Yuhua looked up and was shocked. She watched Zhang Yanlin walking toward her angrily, even though she was a family friend’s daughter, known since childhood, they still shouldn’t be so intimate.

"Zhang Yanlin, what were you just doing?" Zhang Yuhua asked.

Huimin, with a provocative look, glanced at Zhang Yuhua and then lightly pecked Zhang Yanlin on the face, which made Zhang Yuhua lose her composure, glaring at Huimin, "Huimin, you are grown up now.

You’re a big girl, not the same as before. There are things you should do and things you shouldn’t, don’t you know that?"

Huimin chuckled, "Aunt Zhang, what’s wrong with kissing my man?"

Zhang Yuhua, with her pupils widened in shock, said, "What did you say? Your man, have you lost your mind?" Turning to Sun Yan behind her, "Sun Yan, aren’t you going to control your daughter?

What nonsense she’s talking about, has she no shame? Even if I didn’t let my son marry your daughter, she shouldn’t be saying these things."

Sun Yan’s expression was rigid, and she slapped Zhang Yuhua, "It’s all because of you, this bitch. If you had let your son marry my daughter sooner, none of this would have happened.

What do you know? Just spouting nonsense here, just wait for your man to go back and divorce you." Sun Yan then stormed off in a huff.

Zhang Yuhua looked bewilderedly at Zhang Yanlin, "What does Sun Yan mean by that?

You’re divorcing me? You’re marrying Huimin?"

Zhang Yanlin nodded grimly, looking at the onlookers, he just wanted to quickly go home.

Zhang Yuhua was definitely not going to let it go, angrily saying, "Zhang Yanlin, you bastard, I’ve gone through hard times bearing sons and daughters for you, and you actually want to divorce me.

Huimin, you little slut, little vixen, how old are you to marry Zhang Yanlin? He could be your father.

What has happened, what have you done?" Seeing a wound on Huimin’s neck, Zhang Yuhua suddenly understood everything.

She stared at Zhang Yanlin imploding, "You think divorcing is out of the question."

Looking at Zhang Yuhua’s furious manner, Zhang Yanlin was filled with even more anger, "What do you want then, money or your son?"

"I don’t want anything, just don’t think about marrying Qu Huimin," Zhang Yuhua roared furiously, and ran out like a madman.

Qu Huimin, seeing this, became anxious. Her face filled with worry as she looked at Zhang Yanlin, "Uncle Zhang." Qu Huimin called out, but immediately corrected herself, "Yanlin, what should we do now?

If she doesn’t divorce you, how can we get married? What if I am pregnant?" As she spoke, Huimin started crying, tears streaming down her delicate face.

Zhang Yanlin, heart aching at the sight, reassured, "It won’t happen, she will definitely agree to the divorce."

If she refuses, Liu Dashan is still here, after all, all the past incidents were solely caused by Zhang Yuhua, and he had nothing to do with it.

If Zhang Yuhua refuses to divorce, then she should not blame him for being ruthless.

Qu Huimin nodded upon hearing this, clinging to him like a dependent bird.

Zhang Yanlin felt a surge of pride, amazed that at his age, he could still take a young, delicate wife, just as his business was about to start.

With money and a beautiful wife, his life was sure to be extremely joyous.

Zhang Yanlin was so excited, he completely missed the flash of hatred that briefly crossed Qu Huimin’s face.

She hated Zhang Yanlin, never wanted to marry him, but also feared that her mother would marry him. She didn’t want to witness her parents getting divorced.

Hand in hand, Zhang Yanlin and Qu Huimin left the hotel.

Zhang Zhiguo, hiding in a corner, saw this scene and felt a sharp pain in his heart. This was his ’beloved’ father.

Both Zhang Yuhua and Zhang Yanlin arrived home. Once there, Zhang Yanlin brought up divorce, but Zhang Yuhua flatly refused, "I will never agree to that."

Zhang Yanlin sneered, "If you had let your son marry Huimin, none of this would have happened. I am now desperate.

If you really want to see me in prison, don’t blame me for involving Liu Dashan.

We might as well be ruined together, neither of us will be happy."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yuhua felt a sharp pain in her heart. She incredulously stared at Zhang Yanlin, the man she had spent her life with.

She scoffed quietly, "Yes, you ruined Zhou Yuelian for me.

No wonder you would now ruin me for Qu Huimin. Zhang Yanlin, you are a selfish man, only loving yourself.

You will face retribution eventually. I will agree to the divorce, but you must give me half the shares of the fried food store.

Let Zhiguo be with you," Zhang Yuhua said grimly.

Having her son with her wouldn’t be beneficial; being with Zhang Yanlin, her son could at least inherit half of his wealth.

Zhang Yanlin knew Zhang Yuhua would compromise, suddenly putting on a smile, "Even if we get divorced, after so many years, the affection still remains.

If you face any difficulties, you can still seek my help."

Zhang Yuhua now only felt hatred toward Zhang Yanlin, finding his words even more mocking upon hearing them.

"Yanlin, I hope you don’t regret this. Huimin is just a young girl, you’re of such an old age, don’t wear yourself out."

She didn’t believe that Qu Huimin would willingly marry Zhang Yanlin, a young girl in her twenties and a man in his forties or fifties.

There must be some plot behind this.