Exile after Divorce? Empty the Scumbag Husband First!-Chapter 301 - 293: Especially When Zong Jun’s Suspicious Gaze Fell Upon Them, Wen Qiang Abruptly Interrupted Her Father’s Words!
"Father, what nonsensical babble are you spouting?! Have you gone mad?"
The carefully crafted lies she spun before Zong Jun, persuading him to believe her, were originally agreed upon with her father that his lineage would forever remain a secret.
He had clearly promised her, yet now he was going back on his word, revealing Zong Jun’s true origins!
Seeing Zong Jun’s face subtly change, Wen Qiang quickly turned around.
"Zong Jun, Father is just agitated, speaking nonsense to deliberately drive a wedge between us, to tear us apart! You mustn’t believe his words!"
Then she looked back at Wen Yuan, who merely sneered.
"Qiang’er, in your eyes, Father’s affairs are trivial, but this husband you picked up along the way has become your lifeblood?"
Upon hearing this, Wen Qiang’s resentment toward Wen Yuan surged.
Especially when Zong Jun looked at her suspiciously, and Wen Qiang immediately interrupted her father’s words!
"Enough! Father, Zong Jun is my future. Although I grew up by your side, everything I ate, wore, and used came from what Mother left me, and the reason you even hold your current position is also because of Mother’s dowry!"
"But you, being cold and heartless, favored concubines and mistresses, leading to Mother’s death! And now, in this time of crisis, you still dream of sacrificing me to achieve your means?"
Wen Qiang let out a cold laugh, grabbing Zong Jun’s arm, and looked at Wen Yuan with hatred.
"I won’t let you succeed! Since Father disregards my and Zong Jun’s lives and seeks to manipulate and sow discord between us, then it’s better if we sever this father-daughter relationship now!"
"I don’t need anything from you; just return Mother’s dowry to me in full. From now on, there will be no ties between us."
She spoke these words firmly, causing Wen Yuan to widen his eyes in anger, standing there unable to catch his breath.
"What did you just say?" he trembled, furious. "You ungrateful girl! You would actually... actually sever our father-daughter relationship over a man??"
"When have I ever sought to sacrifice you? And what of the dowry your mother left you? It’s useless! Everything from the private coffers was stolen by villains! What dowry is left?!"
Wen Yuan glared, saliva flying: "Without me, how would you enjoy your current life of luxury? Now, when I merely ask you to send a message, you refuse, even willing to sever ties for the sake of this outsider, who was but a mere exile?"
He thought it was the biggest joke!!
However, Wen Qiang’s gaze remained cold: "Even now, Father, you fabricate such poor excuses, claiming the private coffers were robbed?!
"You and I both know what’s in those coffers; no thief has such godlike power to make them disappear before your very eyes!!
"Clearly, Father just doesn’t want to give it to me, but it truly chills this daughter’s heart!"
Provoked, Wen Yuan stumbled a few steps with his lame leg, a hoarse voice struggling from his throat, soon choking on his own saliva, spraying it everywhere.
Wen Qiang didn’t hesitate to take Zong Jun away, but Zong Jun stood still, staring intently as he questioned her.
"Qiang’er, I want the truth."
"Who am I, really."
Wen Qiang opened her mouth, but before she could speak, Wen Yuan interjected with a furious curse: "You’re nothing but a convicted criminal, exiled a thousand miles! Dreaming of climbing up! Give it up!"
"My daughter only fancied your looks; you, a lowly convict with a wife and child! Sadly, my daughter... cough..."
"Father!"
Wen Qiang, seething with rage, cut off Wen Yuan’s words, dragging Zong Jun away.
Yet Zong Jun, with red-rimmed eyes, shook off her hand, incredulously questioning: "I... have a wife and child?"
"Zong Jun, don’t listen to my father’s nonsense! I am your wife, we married long ago, my father has lost his mind due to the pressures—there are so many hostile people outside wanting to block him, he’s merely trying to use us for his own ends by saying such things."
"Let’s go, we’ll leave right now!"
But Zong Jun wasn’t a fool, and Wen Yuan could see this unfilial daughter’s rising anxiety, finding it satisfying.
Pointing at her with a sneer: "I thought you different from your wretched mother! But now I see, you’re just like her, peas in a pod!"
"You..."
Seeing Wen Yuan’s twisted expression, the years of pent-up anger in Wen Qiang flared fiercely.
She glanced at Zong Jun, then strode towards the front door.
At that moment, the door was held fast by the servants, ready to fend off any intruders, with government officers and servants prepared to drive them away.
Yet Wen Qiang ignored their obstruction, and to the servants’ astonishment, flung the doors open!!
The citizens who had been clamoring outside the mansion froze for a moment, and before the people inside could react, the mob surged in!
"Reckless!! Reckless!"
"Come, someone, stop them!"
Suddenly, chaos erupted in Wen Mansion; no one could contain the people, especially with many of them being starving refugees.
They charged straight into the back courtyard, and by the time Wen Yuan realized what was happening and tried to escape, it was too late.
The leading individual lunged at him, countless fists and kicks pummel him, leaving him naked.
Wen Yuan’s face turned deathly pale with fear. Pinned down, he screamed in agony amidst the chaos, as he glimpsed his daughter standing on the steps, coldly watching the crowd dispose of him.
His eyes widened in terror, and he screamed out: "Help, help me..."
But before he could call for help, his arm was forcibly dislocated!
"Ah..."
The excruciating pain threatened to tear him apart, as mouthfuls of blood burst from his lips, rendering his voice feeble.
The servants throughout the mansion made no move to help him, not even his own daughter, who maintained a stony demeanor, turning away to board the carriage with her husband picked up from the streets.
At this moment, Zong Jun seemed not to recognize the person before him.
He hadn’t expected that the gentle, attentive woman with him could be so ruthless.
Showing no regard for the citizens or her own father, even fabricating lies to entrap him!
Zong Jun’s expression turned utterly bleak, shaken within the carriage; he only wanted a single truth from Wen Qiang.
"Do I really have a wife and children?"
Wen Qiang frowned, gradually losing patience: "I already told you it’s just my father’s crazed ramblings, didn’t you see his state just now?! And did that woman who mistook you for her brother say something to make you doubt me?"
Initially, Zong Jun felt nothing, but upon hearing this, he realized something immediately.
"What did you do to that woman?"
Wen Qiang glanced outward, soothing him: "Zong Jun, don’t be anxious, things aren’t as you think."
"That woman you mentioned, I don’t even know her, and besides, my father acts without propriety, you mustn’t believe anything he says!"
