Chapter 144: I Hope You Can Persuade A-Xi to Divorce That Country Woman

“He’s right here with me,” Gu Jianing said through gritted teeth. “Don’t talk nonsense.”

“I’m just worried that Wen Zhuqing might do something harmful to our family! Have you forgotten about what happened to Mom’s pigs before?”

Hearing this, Gu Yunzhou felt a wave of relief, but his expression quickly turned serious. They all knew about the incident with the poisoned pigs their mother was raising in the village. In the end, it was Ningning who managed to save them—otherwise, who knows what would have happened.

After analyzing the situation, Ningning had concluded that Wen Zhuqing was most likely behind it, even though they had no concrete evidence.

Now, could Wen Zhuqing be targeting their family again?

A cold glint flashed in Gu Yunzhou’s eyes as he proceeded to explain the situation with Wen Zhuqing and Bao Shanyan.

“Third Brother, did you say Bao Shanyan is pregnant?”

“Yes, she should be about three months along.”

Gu Jianing fell silent. The child Bao Shanyan was carrying was definitely Wen Zhuqing’s, but she was certain that Wen Zhuqing wasn’t looking forward to this child at all. If he ever got the chance to break away from Bao Shanyan, he might very well abandon or even harm the child.

But what if this child turned out to be Wen Zhuqing’s only child?

Gu Jianing pondered this silently.

“Third Brother, I suspect Wen Zhuqing is planning something against Dad and Sister-in-law. When you get back, tell the family about this, and then keep a close eye on Wen Zhuqing. I have a feeling he’ll make a move soon.”

“Alright, I understand.”

“Good. If there’s any news, you must let me know.”

She entrusted this matter to her third brother because he was the smartest and most thoughtful of all her brothers—meticulous and thorough in his considerations.

With him in charge, she felt most at ease.

Finally, Gu Jianing reluctantly hung up the phone.

“You call Grandpa and Grandma,” she said, handing the phone to Sheng Zexi.

Sheng Zexi took the phone and dialed.

Meanwhile, far away in Beijing, Grandpa and Grandma Sang were facing an unexpected visitor at home, and both of them looked rather displeased.

That person, sitting on the sofa opposite them, was none other than Sheng Zexi’s father—Sheng Xinhao.

“Dad, Mom…” Sheng Xinhao had barely started speaking when Grandpa Sang cut him off.

“Don’t call us Dad and Mom. We’re not worthy of that title from you.”

Sheng Xinhao’s face fell, but he didn’t get angry. “Dad, Mom, even though Awan is gone, I’m still your son-in-law.”

“Don’t. You’ve already married someone else and have a young son. Your in-laws are someone else now.” Grandpa Sang gave Sheng Xinhao no face at all, even though Sheng Xinhao now held a high position.

Sheng Xinhao sighed. “Dad, Mom, I thought you’d understand me. When Awan passed away, I was still young, and I was in that position—I had no choice. Besides, Wanrong is a good woman.”

Grandma Sang gave a soft snort and didn’t reply.

Wanrong, a good woman? Are your eyes smeared with dung or what?

Grandpa Sang spoke bluntly: “Just say what you came here for today. We’re busy and don’t entertain guests.”

Sheng Xinhao’s expression darkened slightly. To be honest, with his current status, no one dared disrespect him wherever he went—everyone fawned over him.

But Grandpa and Grandma Sang didn’t care for that at all, and he couldn’t say anything about it.

He knew the old couple strongly disapproved of his marriage to Wanrong.

If he were in their shoes—as Awan’s parents—he’d understand too.

But Wanrong was a good woman, and given his position, he had no choice.

Seeing their impatience and remembering his purpose for coming, he said, “I know A-Xi married a country girl. Dad, Mom, you know A-Xi’s status—how could he marry a country girl?”

As soon as he said this, Grandpa and Grandma Sang’s faces turned even more sour.

“You keep calling her a country girl, but have you forgotten that most of us, if you go back three generations, all came from the countryside? We were all peasants. What, Sheng Xinhao, now that you’re high and mighty, you’ve forgotten your roots?” Grandpa Sang shot back without hesitation.

“That’s not what I meant!” Sheng Xinhao’s face was ugly. That kind of talk sounded terrible.

Thankfully, this was said at home. If it were said outside and heard by others, his rivals would have a field day attacking him.

Grandma Sang added, “When Xiao Xi and Ning got married, we attended the wedding. We met the girl—she’s a good one. Xiao Xi is lucky to have her.”

Both Grandpa and Grandma Sang were very satisfied with Gu Jianing.

From the very first meeting, they had a good impression of her, and they trusted Sheng Zexi’s judgment.

Even though the young couple was stationed in the Northwest Military District, they always kept the old couple in their thoughts—calling, writing, and sending packages.

Sheng Xinhao scoffed inwardly. Marrying a country girl—what kind of luck is that?

“Dad, Mom, you know A-Xi’s status. He’s very likely to inherit my position and resources in the future. His prospects are limitless. He needs a wife with status, background, and education to support him.”

“But a country girl with no education or background—how could she possibly help him? She might even drag him down.”

“So I hope you’ll think more about A-Xi’s future. I know he listens to you most. If possible, I hope you can persuade A-Xi to divorce that woman.”

The word “divorce” exploded in the old couple’s minds the moment Sheng Xinhao uttered it.

Divorce? They never imagined this bastard would actually say it out loud.

Grandma Sang, usually mild-tempered, couldn’t hold back anymore.

“So you’re saying that when you married Awan, it was for her background and status? You thought she’d help your career, is that it?”

“Sheng Xinhao, do you only care about personal gain? Is there no family in your heart?”

“Since you’ve married someone else and have a new son, and you don’t care about A-Xi anymore, then don’t interfere in any of his decisions.”

“A-Xi finally found someone he truly loves and was so happy to marry her. The old man and I just hope they can be a loving couple and grow old together.”

“That way, at least our poor, motherless, and now fatherless grandson will have someone to care for him after we’re gone. But you, you heartless bastard, want them to divorce and even want us to persuade them?”

“How can you be so cruel!”

Grandma Sang stood up and began scolding Sheng Xinhao.

Sheng Xinhao’s face grew even uglier, and he felt deeply wronged.

He admitted that when he married Sang Yuwan, he did consider her background and resources. But it was also true that he liked her, and he had always favored their son, Sheng Zexi. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have tried so hard to plan for him and give him all his resources."