Chapter 1175 - 1172: Marriage Certificate 6

A man and a woman just came out.

The woman cried out, "I’ve been with you for ten years, never spent a penny of your money, and even helped take care of your mother in the countryside. When your father died, I was the one who cared for him until the end. And you? What were you doing? For these ten years, you kept a mistress outside and even had a child with her. You heartless thing, you won’t die well. I’m going to sue you for bigamy..."

"..."

"For ten years with you, I haven’t even bought a piece of clothing over a hundred yuan. Look at me, I haven’t had a single good day... Damn it, neither you nor your mistress will die well. You bully me like this, you’ll get your karma..."

The man said, "Crazy woman, the marriage is over, and you’re still cursing me? If you keep that dirty mouth, I won’t give you a penny..."

The two cursed at each other and parted ways.

Yan Xixi stood in place, suddenly feeling the sun lost its warmth.

Countless couples, initially liking and admiring each other, but when it comes to divorce, showing ugly faces that are cruel and vicious, each wishing to put the other in harm’s way or squeeze every last cent out of them, fearing the other might take even a penny more.

This is reality.

Wan Donglin slowly walked over.

He still wasn’t angry, speaking gently, "Xixi, it was my lack of consideration... Well, let’s talk about it when we’re better prepared next time... Come on, let’s go home first..."

In his heart, he had a glimmer of hope to catch her off guard while she was confused and win her over.

But she remained very clear-headed.

Until the car completely moved away from the old building of the Civil Affairs Bureau, Yan Xixi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

During the ride, she never looked at Wan Donglin’s face again, nor dared to.

Finally, they returned to their familiar home once more.

Yan Xixi sat on the sofa, continuously admiring her brand-new documents.

Wan Donglin finally asked the long-standing question in his heart, "Xixi, how did you get that fake document back then?"

She pondered briefly, then said lightly, "It was made by a document expert I met when I worked as a hostess. I brought it with me before going abroad."

These words were full of holes, but she had no intention of bringing up Huang Xiaojue again.

Afterward, she recalled that dream, which was very frightening, feeling countless suspense and oddities, both real and illusory. If it were merely a dream—then she’d just keep it as a stroke of luck of her own.

If she spoke out, who knows what kind of trouble it would cause.

She hoped the matter would fade away, best if no one ever brought it up again.

Wan Donglin knew there was something odd, but since she wouldn’t speak, he couldn’t pursue it, and besides, it was not that important.

"Xixi, from today on, you can fully be yourself again."

She stared at the long-missed document: How vital it is! A person must first be themselves to have lasting security.

After a while, she raised her head and saw those eyes steadily watching her.

"Thank you, big man."

He actually felt relief.

Ha, it’s big man—no longer the "Mr. Wan" she used when they first met.

The change in address somehow made his eyes moist.

However, he turned away, and when he turned back, he was very natural, with a broad smile, "Xixi, put the fake document away. In the future, if asked, just use today’s explanation... Of course, I will do my best to prevent them from bothering you again..."