Transmigration: On the Gossip Front-Chapter 1789 - 1790: Wealthy Family’s Eldest Branch Granddaughter 53

Originally feeling indignant, the Zhang Family Eldest Son and his wife were dumbfounded, realizing how overboard Zhang Yutong had gone. They dared not imagine if Zhang Yutong was no longer Madam Zhang Hai, would their family let them off?

They were already dissatisfied with their own son losing so much money gambling, but since it was Zhang Yutong who paid most of it, they hadn’t exploded in anger.

They really regretted it and felt unwilling to accept it. Although their days were getting better, these easily accessible benefits had nothing to do with their family. Anybody in their position could not stay calm.

The Zhang couple watched their son and daughter causing trouble. They tried to persuade them but mostly hoped Zhang Hai could help pay off the debts. They even planned that once everything was over, they would keep their grandson at home and not let him go out.

Who would have thought that Zhang Hai would propose a divorce, which shocked them. Zhang Yutong’s marriage was not just a matter for her but a significant event for the Zhang family.

"Xiao Hai, Xiao Hai, divorce is a big matter and can’t be decided rashly." Mr. Zhang advised, assuming he had status and authority in front of Zhang Hai.

"Yes, you also know divorce is a big deal, but when you were secretly selling our house to pay off your grandson’s gambling debts, did you never think about how we would react if this was exposed?"

Mr. Zhang did not expect Zhang Hai to show him no respect at all, leaving him stunned.

Seeing his father-in-law unable to speak, Zhang Hai sneered. See, they didn’t even think they were wrong. They probably thought he had money but just wouldn’t give it to his family, as if he was stingy, as if he was tight-fisted.

"Weren’t you the ones so good at educating children, always having something to say about each of my kids, saying how they were not good enough?"

Zhang Hai used to genuinely believe that his father-in-law’s words were right, that the Zhang children indeed had various issues.

"The Zhang family kids were promising, and everyone thought you were good at educating children. Your kids were successful, and it was good you were willing to give advice."

"But now this is a big joke." Zhang Hai knew that in the future, whenever someone mentioned the Zhang family, Zhang Hujuan or Zhang Jiang might say that the second teacher of the Zhang family educated a big gambler, a Zhang family child owing money and depending on a married daughter.

Mr. Zhang’s face fell when he realized Zhang Hai was showing him no respect, "Zhang Hai, how can you speak to your elders like that?"

"What did I do? I showed you respect as an elder because you are Zhang Yutong’s father. Now that I’m about to divorce your daughter, why should I show you any respect?"

"And..." Zhang Hai contemptuously glanced at the Zhang family members, "You always talked about how capable Zhang Yutong was, how she got promoted. Did you ever wonder about the truth behind her promotion?"

"And about you, the Old Zhang family, with their children doing well at work, being valued, do I need to explain why?"

"Mr. Zhang, I called you Dad out of respect. If I call you an old useless one, what can you do about it?" Zhang Hai was done pretending, especially watching Mr. Zhang still trying to act superior, feeling all sorts of impatience.

Zhang Yutong was shocked; she never thought Zhang Hai had this side. When they met, Zhang Hai seemed gentle and refined, significantly better than Zhang Jiang, who swore with foul language.

Who would have thought that Zhang Hai would have such a side?

"What are you looking at?" Zhang Hai thought he had changed his rough street habits from his youth, but no matter how much he covered it, some things were ingrained in his bones, impossible to change.

"And I’m not discussing divorce with you; I’m informing Zhang Yutong that I want a divorce."

"If this matter gets out, how do you think people will talk?" Zhang Hai stood up, ready to head to the study, afraid of the next bad news if he waited any longer.

Walking upstairs, he said lightly, "Zhang Yutong, we should part amicably. Everything under your name is yours, and all the clothes, bags, and jewelry I bought for you are yours, too."

"As for our son’s custody, he will be with me, and I don’t require you to pay child support."

"If you agree, we can divorce tomorrow." Zhang Hai didn’t want to delay any longer, worrying it might become more complicated.

Zhang Yutong couldn’t care less about Zhang Hai’s rudeness at the moment; her head was full of thoughts about how she couldn’t divorce Zhang Hai. "Zhang Hai, think about our son."

"No, our son is mine; you can’t ignore his opinion." Zhang Yutong hoped her son could persuade Zhang Hai.

"Fine, you can ask our son. But, Zhang Yutong..." Zhang Hai understood why she wanted to ask their son, but he had ways to handle it. "Consider the situation. If you insist on having our son, fine, those things continue to be yours."

"I won’t be paying child support either. What you have is enough to raise him."

Stunned? Zhang Yutong initially thought having everything would make her relax and hoped Zhang Hai might give more, but she was shocked by the following words that said the child support would be stopped.

Panic arose in Zhang Yutong; she worried about hearing something unacceptable next and was about to interrupt.

"When he gets married, as his father, I’ll cover wedding expenses like the banquet, house, and car. The rest is your responsibility as his mother."

"As for more benefits, Yinghao shouldn’t think too much about it."

"I would never hand over the company to a child growing up in a gambling family." Trying to manipulate Zhang Yinghao to back down?

Talk about youth; a son is just a son. Zhang Hai believed he could have more children if he wished, "Zhang Yutong, what do you think?"

No, absolutely not. How could Zhang Yinghao only have a wedding house, car, and banquet, but be unrelated to the Zhang family’s wealth?

No, Zhang Yinghao must not end up like this, and there’s no need for divorce. "I won’t divorce; divorce needs both parties’ consent."

Yes, as long as she disagrees, it doesn’t matter if Zhang Hai is the Zhang family’s Third Young Master.

The Zhang couple nodded repeatedly, agreeing that as long as Zhang Yutong didn’t consent to the divorce, Zhang Hai wouldn’t be able to resolve it.

Zhang Hai looked at the united Zhang family and laughed, then took out his phone and called his assistant to freeze all the supplementary cards Zhang Yutong held.

"You won’t divorce, fine, but I won’t come home anyway." He could stay at the old family home with the old man. "If you use the household help, you cover the wages; otherwise, you do the housework." 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

"Household expenses are on you." Zhang Hai didn’t believe Zhang Yutong could persist after this.