Upon clearly seeing the visitor, Liang Yinqiu's originally smiling face instantly turned grim.
Her gaze was incredibly sharp, as if she wished to tear Shen Cheng into pieces.
Shen Cheng quickly stepped forward and spoke before Liang Yinqiu could, "I came today because..."
She deliberately slowed her speech, just to force Liang Yinqiu to make the first move.
"You woman, what tricks are you trying to pull again!"
Sure enough, Liang Yinqiu could no longer maintain her nobility and directly fell into the trap that Shen Cheng had set.
She shot up like a rocket, glaring coldly at Shen Cheng, "Let me tell you, even if you kneel and beg me today, I absolutely will not forgive you. Shen Cheng, just give up and stop pestering my son."
The atmosphere suddenly turned tense, and some noble ladies promptly made excuses to leave.
Shen Cheng sat down across from Liang Yinqiu, pulling Ye Mei to sit down as well.
Compared to earlier, Liang Yinqiu seemed relatively calmer.
She opened her handbag, took out a gold card, placed it on the table, and pushed it towards Shen Cheng, "Take this card back. I, Liang Yinqiu, lack nothing, especially not money. So, tell me, how much will it take for you to leave my son?"
Again? How shameless! Speaking as if someone ever took her money!
The drama had come this far; not making it realistic would truly be a disservice to her acting skills.
She frowned slightly, her face turning pale.
Her hands moved to her lower abdomen, and she inhaled sharply, "Hiss—"
Seeing this, Ye Mei urgently asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Shen Cheng looked up, and with just one pained expression, Ye Mei came to a sudden realization and slammed the table, standing up abruptly!
"I originally shouldn't meddle in your family affairs, but what you've done is truly infuriating. As a mother-in-law, not only do you not show concern and care for a daughter-in-law who has miscarried, but you also insult and even force her to divorce! Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning for such actions?"
Around them, dozens of peculiar glances fell on Liang Yinqiu, followed by whispers behind her back—
Liang Yinqiu trembled with rage, "You... what nonsense are you spouting!"
"Nonsense?" Ye Mei raised an eyebrow. "She just had a miscarriage a few days ago, and you ask her to brave the scorching sun to sign divorce papers here? Aren't you afraid of causing a death?"
Liang Yinqiu was furious, knowing she had been set up by the two of them; she grabbed her bag and was about to leave.
"Don't go, you haven't made things clear." Ye Mei stretched out her slender arms, blocking her path.
Shen Cheng lowered her eyelids, raising her hand to shield herself from the glaring sun.
It was almost time—
She suddenly stood up and stepped forward.
"Is it easy for me?"
"With your son at 19, married him at 20, got pregnant at 21, and got beaten to miscarriage by you..."
"If you don't want to consider past affections and want to kick me out, fine, but what's the point in insulting me with money."
"Your Mu Family is rich and powerful, and if I can't provoke, at least I can avoid, right?"
"Even if you didn't bring it up, I would have insisted on this divorce."
"From now on, I have nothing to do with your Mu Family."
"Goodbye."
"Oh no... it's never see you again."
The voice wasn't too loud, but the entire teahouse heard it clearly.
Everyone knew how prestigious the Mu Family was in Du City; there were probably few who didn't. Immediately, everyone started talking.
"You... you all..."
Already utterly humiliated, Liang Yinqiu was almost furious enough to faint.
She glared at Shen Cheng with hatred, unwillingly, yet had to leave in haste.