Mother-in-Law Insists on Tearing the Marriage Apart

Cheng Dongxue did not know whether to be pleased or angry when she heard that. Financial means mattered, and Zhang Yang could not come up with the money. Perhaps divorce was only a matter of time.

"You had the money to buy the White Jade Hairpin. Why don't you have any tonight?" Cheng Dongxue realized Zhang Yang was doing it on purpose.

"Oh, I put that on a credit card. You know how much I have in savings." Zhang Yang spread his hands innocently.

"Oh..." Yang Lanlan was stunned. A credit card that could charge five hundred thousand? How rich did someone have to be for that? Even she did not have a card with a limit that high!

Yang Lanlan frowned and studied Zhang Yang, from the way he spoke and carried himself to the clothes he wore.

His manner was impossible to read. But no matter how she looked at him, Zhang Yang did not dress like a bank's wealthy client with a credit limit of over five hundred thousand.

"You're useless!" Cheng Dongxue stormed off after hearing Zhang Yang's words, too angry to think clearly anymore.

"Dongxue, wait... Something's not right. Think about it. Really think about it." Lin Xiaofei kept a cooler head. She had already spotted the problem: how could someone with a credit limit of five hundred thousand have no money?

But Cheng Dongxue had already gone back to her room.

"Zhang Yang, you're doing this on purpose! What are you trying to do? Do you want a divorce?" Lin Xiaofei was nearly furious enough to explode. She pointed a finger at his nose and berated him.

"Come on. I'm not the one who wants a divorce. Someone else wants us divorced. But don't worry. I'd sooner die than sign the papers. Xiao Xue is the love of my life." Zhang Yang paid no mind to the family members still there. "Besides, you and I... you know."

"Get lost!" Lin Xiaofei understood what he meant. Even if Zhang Yang divorced, she could not marry him.

Zhang Yang made Lin Xiaofei so angry that she ran off too. Only he and Yang Lanlan remained at the table.

"Well, they're all gone. What do you want?" Zhang Yang picked up his bowl of soup and glanced at Yang Lanlan.

Yang Lanlan looked around the dining room and living room. Seeing no one else, she rose with the furtive air of someone who had done something wrong, crept over to Zhang Yang, and sat beside him.

"Zhang Yang, how did you find out?" Yang Lanlan was not afraid of Zhang Yang. She was afraid of the secret he knew.

"Be a little nicer to me." Zhang Yang grinned.

"You..." Yang Lanlan was not used to being spoken to that way. She flared up and pointed at Zhang Yang's nose, but he only grinned back. She had done something she was ashamed of, yet on second thought, Zhang Yang might not have any proof. Without proof, he would not dare spread accusations; he would be held responsible. "Do you have proof?"

"Proof of what?" Zhang Yang asked with a sly smile. He picked up his chopsticks and shot Yang Lanlan a commanding glance. "Here, hand me that."

"Zhang Yang, you're only a son-in-law of the Cheng Family." Yang Lanlan did not budge. Instead, she sneered. It seemed Zhang Yang had no proof after all. What was there to fear?

"Right. A live-in son-in-law, at that. People snub and look down on me, and I'm always getting mocked. Jiang Junlai has plenty of experience, and you're no slouch yourself. Your moves really impressed me."

Zhang Yang was hinting at something else, but only Yang Lanlan knew what he meant.

"Then what do you want?" Yang Lanlan's heart sank. It seemed Zhang Yang really did know something.

"What do I want? Nothing. I just want to warn you to behave yourself. Don't get too full of yourself or think you're better than everyone else. You have no reason to feel superior to me."

Zhang Yang sneered, utterly indifferent to Yang Lanlan's angry face.

"And if I don't?"

"Then I'll make your business public and let everyone have a good look."

"You wouldn't dare!"

"Try me. I have a video too. If you want to see it, I can send it to you anytime."

"You—"

Yang Lanlan was shocked. She had no idea how Zhang Yang could have obtained it, but she was not foolish enough to believe he had a video just because he said so.

"Show me!"

"Oh, you want to see the goods?"

With a cold smile, Zhang Yang took out his phone, found the video, and handed it to Yang Lanlan.

"Ah, ah, ah... That's incredible... So good..."

Yang Lanlan tapped play. Cries of pleasure suddenly rang from the phone, loud and unmistakable, while an explicit scene filled the screen. Stunned, she hurried to turn off the phone, but the screen locked. Now she could not even delete the video.

Yang Lanlan was on the verge of tears.

Crash!

In her panic, Yang Lanlan hit on a way to destroy the evidence. Without thinking, she raised the phone and slammed it against the floor. Zhang Yang's phone shattered.

"Heh. It's just a phone. You don't seriously think the video's gone because the phone is, do you?" Zhang Yang sneered. She was so naive it was almost endearing.

"Zhang Yang, you're shameless! You..."

"Go ahead, curse at me. If insults worked, people wouldn't fight. We wouldn't even need police."

Zhang Yang sneered. The phone had made a loud noise when it hit the floor and was bound to attract someone's attention. He had no wish to be alone with someone like Yang Lanlan, so he stood to leave.

Yang Lanlan calmed herself. In that instant, several things occurred to her. Zhang Yang had come prepared; that was why he had dared hand her the phone. He must have a backup, or perhaps he had already uploaded the video to the cloud. He was shameless, but what could she do?

Yang Lanlan looked down on Zhang Yang. Even now, she still looked down on him. Yet he held evidence of her most embarrassing secret.

She had to get that evidence back. Even if she had to kneel to him, it would only be this once. Once she had it, she could do whatever she wanted to Zhang Yang—even kill him.

But what could she offer that Zhang Yang would want?

She had heard that Zhang Yang and Cheng Dongxue had been married for years, but only in name. They had never been intimate as husband and wife.

She had slept with Jiang Junlai. Sleeping with Zhang Yang would be no different. She gritted her teeth and decided to go through with it.

Someone suddenly wrapped her arms around Zhang Yang's waist from behind. A wave of perfume reached him, far stronger than Cheng Dongxue's faint scent. He was not used to it; to him, it was almost overpowering.

"Just this once. Give me the evidence."

Zhang Yang was stunned. Yang Lanlan had some nerve. Even he and Lin Xiaofei waited until no one was around. There were plenty of people in the house now, and someone could walk in and see them at any moment.

"Hmph. Don't bother!"

Zhang Yang shook Yang Lanlan off and fled to his room without another word.

Yang Lanlan stood there, dumbfounded. That had failed. Zhang Yang had no interest in her offer. Besides, compared with Cheng Dongxue, she fell far short.

By the time Zhang Yang got out of bed again, he was alone in the Cheng Family's house. After last night's banquet—which had felt more like a public denunciation—he was in a poor mood. Lin Xiaofei had gone to school, so he took the chance to rest a little before getting ready to visit his mother, Liu Mei.

Last night had left Cheng Dongxue furious. She had not said a single word to Zhang Yang after returning to her room, and she had left in such a hurry that morning that it seemed she could not bear to see him.

Zhang Yang, however, had no idea what was about to happen.