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Yun Zhi Yue raised her gaze with a cold smile, "I’m taking what belongs to me. What face do you have to ask me for the Crystal Core? When we divorced, you just packed up and left. Who would believe that the Heir of a Wealthy Family ended up divorced without a penny to his name? Taking your things is what I deserve."
The crowd was stunned, their eyes wide in disbelief. So these two were ex-spouses! No wonder there was both ambiguity and animosity between them; it all made sense now. This was what it meant to turn the tables.
Was it him who initiated the divorce back then?
Shen Xingchuan couldn't contain his itching hands any longer and once again grasped Yun Zhi Yue by the neck, his expression as cold as ice.
Yun Zhi Yue showed no sign of fear, shouting defiantly, "Are you really going to resort to domestic violence? Are you addicted to hitting me? Go ahead, try it! I'm no longer that little delicate wife from before; I’m your great-grandmother now!"
Shen Xingchuan was not one for many words, but at this moment, he felt as if he were being doused with bucket after bucket of excrement, his blood pressure skyrocketing in anger.
As the two began to tussle, Wen Yu and others rushed in to intervene—some holding back Shen Xingchuan while others tried to persuade Yun Zhi Yue.
Zhou Xiaopang shook his head disapprovingly, "Captain, no matter how angry you are, you can't hit your wife. That's a matter of virtue."
Feng Ling, as a woman herself, looked equally displeased. "Exactly! Captain, how can you hit a woman? I thought you were a man; I didn’t expect you to be such a scoundrel before the end."
Fake Kid Brother Xiao Jue pried Shen Xingchuan's hand away from Yun Zhi Yue's neck with a sigh. "Captain, you've really crossed the line."
Wen Yu, always observant, didn’t believe Shen Xingchuan was that kind of person. From what he could see of this broken marriage, it seemed that Shen Xingchuan was the one who had been hurt. He gazed at Yun Zhi Yue with a hint of suspicion; this woman had deep schemes.
Sighing inwardly for his sister’s plight, he hadn’t expected her to have such a history with Shen Xingchuan. A man like that wasn’t worth keeping; they could find someone better.
A gentle hand rested on his shoulder, and Yun Zhi Yue turned to see a woman in leather attire exuding confidence. "Who are you?"
The woman carried an air of familiarity mixed with something subtle.
"Let me introduce myself. I’m Ouyang Yan. I heard that you’re planning to operate for a week this time, so I brought some people along to help gather more supplies."
With Ouyang Yan breaking the ice, the other two Base Leaders came over to greet her.
Lian Yong from Peach Garden Base was Yin Liangchen’s uncle—a cool-looking man in a Zhongshan suit.
The leader from Wei Base was relatively younger, in his thirties with good looks but an arrogant demeanor as if he believed he was above everyone else.
When he came over, he had his arm around Ling Xue's waist, and it was obvious what their relationship was.
What was even funnier was that he immediately asked Yun Zhi Yue, "Wei Base helped you kill your ex-husband; how much supplies did you trade for that?"
Ouyang Yan mocked, "Li Jie, look at how wild you've become since your father's death. You probably forgot that your flower isn't meant for talking. So, who do you want to kill?"
Pfft, hahahaha.
Yun Zhi Yue didn't expect Ouyang Yan to have such a tone and burst into laughter, caught off guard. After all, the idea of a flower talking was indeed amusing.
The crowd thought: You can laugh all you want, but what does it mean to be laughing while holding Shen Xingchuan's arm? Just a moment ago, she was saying that woman was abusing her, and now she's hugging him—how are we supposed to understand this?
After laughing enough, Yun Zhi Yue said, "Sorry, I have a low sense of humor. But you all don’t need to worry about my issues with my ex-husband; adults handle their own matters. Feel free to chat among yourselves; I haven't had breakfast yet, so I won't be joining."
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