You Are My Rare Passion

"Enough, Mom, enough!" Zhang Heyuan pushed her away with a face full of pain, "Mom, do you know that we are in a catastrophe? The person who helped Joey today is not an ordinary person, but the director of Xinggong, you know Xinggong Palace? The largest entertainment company in the world! That kind of rich man, let our family go bankrupt, just one sentence, Mom, do you want to go bankrupt and live on the streets?"

Zhang's mother was tongue-tied: "No, can't you? Didn't Joey cut ties with the family? You have been married for more than three years, and I have never seen her family."

If she hadn't known that Joey didn't have the support of her natal family and couldn't have children, she wouldn't bully Joey so arrogantly.

Zhang Heyuan said wearily: "Mom, a family is a family. How can we break it off just by talking about it? Three years ago Yiyi severed ties with her family, but now she may be reconciled with her family. She feels wronged. She Isn't it normal to ask your natal family to support you?"

"What wronged her?" Zhang's mother said sternly, "She can't even have a child, which has delayed our Zhang family's succession. I still want to talk to her natal family?"

Zhang Heyuan shook his head in pain, unable to speak a word.

His mother is paranoid and self-willed, and she can't listen to what others say.

But no matter how bad his mother was, she was the one who had worked so hard to raise him.

Without his mother, there would be no Zhang Heyuan now.

Seeing Zhang Heyuan's bruised nose, swollen face, and painful expression, Zhang's mother felt distressed and uneasy, and stammered, "Is Joey serious? Didn't she make a fuss with you, trying to make you soft? Didn't she like you the most? She wanted to marry you in the first place." , She has severed all ties with her family, she is so devoted to you, how could she really want to divorce you, it must be to frighten you, don't talk to her, if you leave her alone for two days, she will come back and beg you!"

"Mom, what she said is true," Zhang Heyuan turned to look at her: "I know Yiyi, she is not a person who says what she says, although she is a woman, she always keeps her word. If I don't divorce her today, I will divorce her tomorrow." If I lose 10% of the property, if I drag it on for five days, I will leave the house, and I will lose everything."

"How can this work?" Zhang's mother was anxious, "You earned all the money in the family, so why should you distribute it to her? We have a lawsuit with her, and she won't even have a child. The judge will definitely face us and let her be clean. Get out of the house!"

"Impossible," Zhang Heyuan shook his head, "Most of the company's start-up funds were provided by her, and I was at fault. Although the court will not sentence me to leave the house, it can't share my money, and... ..."

Zhang Heyuan let out a breath of despair: "After the divorce, I am afraid that Joey's family will not let me go, and they will take revenge on me. Even if I don't let me have nothing and live on the street, I will never have a bright future!"

When the man with a disabled right hand stepped on his chest, he stared at him fiercely like a poisonous wolf, and the aura emanating from his body reminded him of the god of death holding a sickle to harvest life.

At that moment, he suddenly remembered that Joy had said that she had a younger brother who was the best special soldier.

Special forces, should have seen blood, right?

Only those who have seen blood will have that aura of fearlessness.

For such a person, grievances and grievances are clearly distinguished, and every grievance must be repaid.

The man stared at him, as if he hated him to the core.

When he and Joey divorced, that man would definitely not let him go.