"Mmm..."
"Mmm..."
...
When Tang Yiyi came downstairs, she saw Tang Zhongcheng binding Xue Yi into the car.
Instantly, she turned pale with fright and rushed to pat the car window.
"Dad!"
"Dad, why are you tying Xue Yi up?"
"Dad, why?"
Tang Yiyi tried to open the car door, but Tang Zhongcheng had already locked it.
She couldn't open it at all.
She could only watch helplessly, anxious.
Tang Zhongcheng said with a solemn expression, "I can't divorce. I can't. I'll hand Xue Yi over to Zhang Meiyu to deal with."
...
Xue Yi, in the back seat of the car, widened her eyes when she heard this.
Tang Zhongcheng was so wicked to her in order to win back Zhang Meiyu.
Zhang Meiyu hated her to the bone, and Tang Zhongcheng was tying her up and taking her to Zhang Meiyu.
Now that Tang family's sons were all at home, her fate was predictable once she arrived.
"Mmm..."
"Mmm..."
...
After her shock, Tang Yiyi immediately objected.
"Dad, you can't do this to Xue Yi. Mom won't let her off. No, you can't do this!"
At this moment, Tang Zhongcheng was pushed to a dead end by Zhang Meiyu and had lost his mind.
He no longer paid attention to Tang Yiyi's persuasion, his gaze fixed straight ahead, and he drove straight to the Tang family's residence.
"Dad..."
Tang Yiyi stamped her feet in fright and followed.
Tang Family.
Zhang Meiyu, as usual, liked to arrange flowers in the living room.
She was a person of taste and elegance.
Having just recovered from a serious illness, she dressed herself up luxuriously with exquisite makeup.
Just sitting there arranging flowers made her look like an oil painting, serene and beautiful.
Only the hint of gloom in her eyes made her seem to have a trace of earthly human warmth.
Everyone knew Zhang Meiyu was in a bad mood, but no one knew how to comfort her.
She often personally arranged a beautiful vase of flowers for each of her sons in their rooms.
The last vase was left in the living room for decoration.
The faint fragrance of jasmine filled the entire living room.
Zhang Meiyu hadn't been out for a long time. Butler Wang suggested, "Madam, Mrs. Wang is hosting a banquet today, and she personally sent you an invitation. Why not go and join the fun to relax?"
Butler Wang's suggestion was good.
But Zhang Meiyu had no intention of attending any banquet at this time.
"Going there would just be a spectacle for others. Tomorrow, after we go to the civil affairs bureau, the news of my divorce will quickly spread throughout the upper-class circle, and then everyone will laugh at me behind my back."
"Why should I show myself and become a laughingstock?"
"Madam, you worry too much. Even if you divorce, as the chairman of Tang Corporation, no one will dare to speak ill of you."
"You don't need to comfort me. I've been in that circle for decades, and I know their intentions best."
"From now on, I will not attend any banquets."
This time, Zhang Meiyu was prepared to face the situation after the divorce.
Even knowing she would become a laughingstock in high society, she faced it calmly and indifferently.
This showed how resolute her decision to divorce was.
Zhang Meiyu was too hurt, too deeply wounded.
None of her sons opposed her decision to divorce.
Ten o'clock.
Butler Wang came to report.
"Madam, Mr. Tang is here, and he's brought Xue Yi bound with him. He says he wants to see you, and he's waiting outside the door."
Zhang Meiyu's first reaction upon hearing that Tang Zhongcheng had brought Xue Yi was anger.
"I won't see him! Tell him to get lost, and get lost far away!"
Zhang Meiyu truly did not want to see Tang Zhongcheng and felt only disgust towards him.
Tang Xiaomin said from the side, "If you don't see him today, he won't divorce you willingly tomorrow. It's better to see him and hear what he has to say."
Zhang Meiyu thought it made sense. If things were made clear today, the divorce tomorrow would go smoothly.
"Butler Wang, call Tang Ye and the others back. I want to see what Tang Zhongcheng has to say in front of me and the children."
Half an hour later, all four of Tang's sons had returned.
In the spacious living room of the villa.
Everyone in the Tang family looked at Tang Zhongcheng with disdain.
This man who had betrayed his family, and the mistress he had tied up, Xue Yi, the former housekeeper of the Tang family.
Zhang Meiyu's expression was indifferent. At this moment, her gaze towards Tang Zhongcheng and Xue Yi was exceptionally cold.
After being disappointed to a certain extent, she couldn't even muster anger at this moment.
Tang Zhongcheng's eyes were sincere as he earnestly apologized.
"Meiyu, Li Xue has been with us for many years. She knows many of my weaknesses and tried to blackmail me. I had no choice but to rescue her. I really had no other choice."
"Meiyu, I'm sorry. It's all my fault. You can hit me or scold me, and I won't resist. I only beg you, please don't divorce me."
...
It could be seen that Tang Zhongcheng also did not want to divorce Zhang Meiyu from the bottom of his heart.
He had a happy family to begin with, so why would he have a screw loose and want a divorce?
"I know you hate Li Xue. I've tied her up and brought her here. You can hit or scold her as you please, as long as you're happy. I only beg you not to divorce me."
...
Tang Zhongcheng's plan was to tie up Xue Yi for Zhang Meiyu to vent her anger?
It had to be said that he was truly ruthless.
To come up with such a ridiculous method of tying up the mistress and handing her over to his wife to beat.
"Mmm... mmm..."
The bound Xue Yi glared venomously at Tang Zhongcheng, struggling desperately, as if she had something to say.
But her mouth was taped shut, and she couldn't speak.
Tang Yiyi stood behind Xue Yi, her face looking grim, not daring to say a word.
The Tang family's sons didn't know what to say about their father's actions.
Although the mistress was detestable, in the end, the one who did wrong was Tang Zhongcheng.
He was now sacrificing the mistress to try and save his marriage.
This approach was truly uncommendable.
Everyone looked at Tang Zhongcheng, then at the bound Xue Yi on the ground, and finally at Zhang Meiyu, wondering how she would react.
No matter what Zhang Meiyu did, no one would stop her today.
Because everyone had seen her suffering, and no one was qualified to forgive Tang Zhongcheng on her behalf.
Zhang Meiyu looked coldly at Tang Zhongcheng, then at Xue Yi.
"Butler Wang, go get the whip."
Butler Wang quietly went to get the whip.
From now on, it was likely to be Zhang Meiyu's one-sided abuse of Xue Yi.
Butler Wang brought the whip, and Tang Yan volunteered to take it.
"Mom, you're not feeling well, let me do it on your behalf."
"Should I hit Dad first, or this mistress first? Just say the word, and I'll make sure they walk in and lie down on their way out today."