Qin Juan of course knew the man in front of her was Zhang Wenbin.
Even if the man in front of her had become thin and old, even a bit shabby.
But so what?
She would recognize this family even if they turned to ash.
"We are already divorced, I have nothing to do with you, let go, if you donât, I will call for help."
The word "divorce" struck Zhang Wenbin like a heavy hammer. He stared firmly at the woman in front of him, showing no sign of letting go.
"Juanzi, I was wrong, it was all my fault in the past, I didnât treat you well, can you forgive me?"
Zhang Wenbinâs eyes measured the woman before him inch by inch.
He hadnât seen her for almost two years. In two yearsâ time, the woman before him not only hadnât aged but had become even more beautiful.
It seemed as if heaven had favored her specially, with her fair face, rosy complexion, and jet-black hair, even her lips were a healthy, full color.
In the past, he was so blind, always thinking his wife was old and plain, a straightforward rural woman with no grace to speak of.
After he married Dongmei, he realized what a country woman really was, what being small-minded really meant.
Since Qin Juan married him, she had always treated him with gentleness, handling all his affairs and family matters around him with utmost care, never letting him worry for a moment.
Every day when he opened his eyes, he had clean clothes to wear, a hot meal when he came home, and the entire house was kept spotless by her.
Even the children never cried or made noise in his presence.
He used to think his life was just like this, clothes came when he stretched out his hand, meals when he opened his mouth, without a bit of worry.
After marrying Dongmei, he realized, not every woman could maintain such a life with him.
No, to be precise, it was after divorcing Qin Juan that he realized it.
He no longer had such a perfect and comforting life.
Putting aside everything else, just the simple matters of having clean clothes when he opened his eyes, having a hot meal when he got home, and keeping the house spotless, Dongmei couldnât do well, and that little brat would cry and fuss in his presence for no reason.
Without comparison, he didnât know how good Qin Juan was...
Even back then, Li Wenhong couldnât match up.
Zhang Wenbin regretted it, starting from witnessing his parents become increasingly harsh, from coming home to chaos day after day, from seeing Dongmeiâs face grow more and more hideous.
He no longer cared who was to blame for his current plight, as long as Qin Juan returned to his side, he could forgive everything they did in the past.
Of course, he would also treat Qin Juan well, and would never again be unfaithful and seek other women outside.
That was what he thought, and that was what he said.
As soon as Zhang Wenbin finished speaking, Dongmei was the first to jump out, "Zhang Wenbin, are you crazy? I am your wife, Iâm the one who is your wife now..."
She now realized that the woman across from her was the shameless ex-wife Zhang Wenbin and Mrs. Zhang had always talked about.
Seeing the womanâs appearance, Dongmei became more flustered.
In Mrs. Zhangâs words, Zhang Wenbinâs ex-wife was useless, a lazy and gluttonous woman from the countryside who wasnât even good-looking.
It was only because the Zhang family felt somewhat indebted that they reluctantly let Zhang Wenbin marry her.
The woman was fickle and promiscuous, and even their child might not be Zhang Wenbinâs.
Zhang Wenbin, when speaking of his ex-wife, gritted his teeth with hatred.
Not to mention putting a green hat on him, she even caused him to lose his job.
You could say that the current predicament of the Zhang family was all thanks to that woman.
Yet the woman in front, with bright eyes and a graceful demeanor, even looked imposing in her anger.
And what was Zhang Wenbin doing now?
Bitterly begging the woman to change her mind? Even ignoring her, the current wife, standing beside him with a child in her arms.
Dongmei stepped forward to pull him away; she would never allow Zhang Wenbin to plead with that woman.
If that woman really changed her mind, what would she do? Wouldnât Zhang Wenbin divorce her?
Zhang Wenbin directly shook off Dongmei and looked at Qin Juan affectionately.
"Juanzi, I was really wrong. As long as you can come back, I will do anything, even kneeling before you if I must."
He truly regretted it.
But Mrs. Zhang couldnât stand to see her son behave so shamefully in front of a woman, especially the one she once disdained the most.
Her voice was even harsher, "Qin Juan, seeing my son grovel before you, are you satisfied now? Are you particularly proud now? Let me advise you to stop while youâre ahead, donât overplay your hand."
Qin Juan glanced at the two of them and spoke coldly, "Arenât you the ones who are overplaying your hand? Do you really not know what you did back then? Stop while youâre ahead? Is this kind of âgoodâ what you want?"
Qin Juan pushed the bicycle, but Zhang Wenbin held on tightly, unable to move it.
She simply let go and took a few steps away from them.
This entire family was crazy, and although it was in broad daylight, she didnât want to risk her own safety.
Jia Liangâs anticipation for the child in her belly made her even more cautious.
Mrs. Zhang had never heard Qin Juan speak to her like that, and she cursed loudly, "My son is even willing to kneel to you, what more do you want? Youâre just putting on an act here, donât overestimate yourself..."
But then Zhang Wenbin saw Qin Juanâs belly.
He knew Qin Juan had married another man.
But knowing was one thing; seeing Qin Juan with such a big belly was another.
The thought of Qin Juan doing such things with another man turned his face dark as the bottom of a pot.
Just as he stepped forward to grab Qin Juanâs hand, an angry shout erupted in his ear, followed by a figure crashing directly into him.
"Damn you to hell, what do you think youâre doing out in broad daylight here? You think our Old Jia Family has no one left? If you dare lay a finger on my daughter-in-law, youâll have to go through me first..."
Zhang Wenbin was hit hard, stumbling back and stepping on Mrs. Zhangâs foot.
Mrs. Zhang, unable to keep her balance with her small feet, fell to the ground with a cry of pain.
In a panic, she grabbed Zhang Wenbinâs collar, who was already unsteady, and pulled him down hard onto her.
A horrific scream resounded, piercingly inhuman.
Old Mrs. Jiaâs condition was no better; she used all her strength for the crash, stumbling several steps herself.
Qin Juan, quick-eyed and quick-handed, caught her to prevent her from falling too.
Qin Juan, trembling with fear, spoke, "Mom, please be careful, donât rush."
That elderly woman was really too brave; she hadnât even seen Mrs. Jia approach, just a blur knocking Zhang Wenbin away.
No matter how you see it, Zhang Wenbin is still a grown man.
In this icy, snowy weather, if someone really fell badly, what should be done?