Old Lady Su stamped her cane. "Hmph. If you insist on meddling, then divorce my son first. That way, you won't drag him down later."
Yang Yue'e had never expected her to bring up divorce and stared at her in disbelief.
"Mom, I'm carrying your grandchild! How can you ask Youqing to divorce me? Besides, how long have we even been married?"
She was already on her second marriage. If she got divorced again, how was she supposed to live afterward?
"I don't care. Anyway, if you dare meddle in your elder brother's affairs, you must divorce my son first."
"As for the child in your belly, I've been able to tell these past few days. It's obviously not a boy—it's another money-loser. Whether you give birth or not makes no difference."
If she hadn't still been concerned about Yang Yue'e's pregnancy, Old Lady Su would have thrown her out of the Su family long ago.
Ever since this wretched woman arrived, nothing good had happened to the Su family.
If her son hadn't gotten together with her back then and divorced Liu Chunfang, all the money the Liu family earned would have belonged to the Su family.
Hmph. Back then, she had thought that this woman's two brothers—one the village brigade captain and the other a director at the Machinery Factory—could use their influence to get her son into the factory as a worker.
In the end, all they had done was tell them to wait for an opportunity, but months had passed without any sign of one.
Now, they didn't have to wait anymore. The man had gone in on his own. What the hell was there left to wait for?
Yang Yue'e was extremely frustrated. "Mom, how can you tell whether it's a boy or a girl