Ah!
Zhang Xue fell to the ground with a thud, utterly shocked that Li Feng didn't move aside, and she looked at him with indignation.
"How dare you push me."
Zhang Xue got up and swung a slap at Li Feng, who caught her wrist with a cold gaze and flung it away, then turned to walk towards the marriage registration office.
Zhang Xue shook with anger.
"Li Feng, you stop right there."
Li Feng stopped, and Zhang Xue, full of fury, walked up to him, "You still have the nerve to be angry, dare to fight back? Stand right there and let me slap you."
Zhang Xue lifted her hand again to slap Li Feng, who coolly caught her wrist once more, causing her pain.
"Li Feng, let go of me."
"I command you to let go."
Li Feng looked at Zhang Xue struggling and finally let go abruptly; she staggered and almost fell, "Li Feng, you…."
"Zhang Xue, I've endured and tolerated so much because I loved you. Don't take my love as your capital to flaunt your power. You still want a divorce, then hurry up."
Li Feng stepped into the marriage registration office, and Zhang Xue stabilized herself, never expecting Li Feng, the sycophantic weakling, to be so assertive today.
Zhang Xue's expression darkened as she watched Li Feng enter the office, deciding to hold back for now; what would such a loser have after leaving her?
"Take a look, this is the divorce agreement; according to the prenuptial agreement, you don't have the right to distribute any of Miss Zhang's assets, including savings, property, stocks, etc. It's as if you are leaving with nothing. Do you have any objections?"
The lawyer looked at Li Feng.
"No objections, but add one point; Zhang Xue will also voluntarily give up her rights to my assets."
Zhang Xue scoffed loud sitting beside the lawyer.
"Assets, you're cleaner than a plate, every month I have to give you pocket money for cigarettes, even that lighter was a gift from me. What do you have to give?"
Zhang Xue looked at Li Feng with disdain while Li Feng took out the lighter and placed it on the table, "I won't take anything of yours, and similarly, I don't want to give anything of mine."
"Hmph."
Zhang Xue sneered coldly, "Fine, I'll honor your last bit of self-respect." She instructed the lawyer to add this promise; after triple checking, the lawyer printed two copies of the agreement.
"Sign it and put your thumbprint on it, then you can go get the divorce finalized."
There were no doubts about the property, and the entire divorce process took only five minutes. After Li Feng signed his name and both stamps were placed, that chapter of emotion ended.
"Goodbye."
"No, it should be never see you again."
Zhang Xue, holding the divorce certificate, suddenly stood up, her gaze sweeping over the impassive face of Li Feng; pretend all you want, you're just a cheap plastic bag.
Zhang Xue stepped out of the marriage registration office and saw Qi Shaobin approaching her with a bouquet of hundreds of roses and then kneeling on one knee.
"Baby, will you marry me?"
"I'm willing to protect you for a lifetime."
Qi Shaobin took out the prepared ring box, with at least a ten-carat diamond ring sparkling in the sunlight.
"Shaobin."
Zhang Xue looked astonished and then nodded her head with a flush of happiness, "I'm willing."
Shaobin placed the ring on Zhang Xue's finger, "Since we're already here at the doorstep, let's just get the marriage certificate."
Zhang Xue nodded shyly, leaning into Shaobin's embrace with immense joy, "I'll listen to you."
Wrapping his arms around Zhang Xue's waist, Shaobin glanced coldly over his shoulder at Li Feng, "We meet again. Have you considered the offer to work at my company?"
"No need."
Qi Shaobin smiled as he looked at Li Feng, "Don't decline so bluntly. My company will always have a janitorial position for you. You can start whenever you want."
"Oh, right, these are wedding candies. Eat more to share the joy and sweep away your bad luck."
Qi Shaobin, arm in arm with Zhang Xue, entered the marriage registration office and directly processed their marriage, "Xue Xue, your family's fund needs to come quickly. Sihai Realty's new development is ready to launch, only missing the final piece."
Zhang Xue nestled into Qi Shaobin's embrace, "I know, the money will be transferred to Sihai's account next Monday."
"Xue Xue, I have now taken over Sihai Realty. Once this project is completed, my dad will let me take over his Sihai Group. Do you know what we're still missing?"
"What?"
"We're missing a son to inherit our Sihai Group."
"How annoying."
"Feng, the Zhang Family's Qingcheng Fashion Company has transferred ten billion in liquid funds to the Sihai Realty account. Sihai Realty has begun large-scale investments in the Kowloon Tong area. Additionally, Qi Shaobin of Sihai Realty met with Bank Manager Zhang yesterday, likely urging the bank to release the funds."
"These are photos, this is Manager Zhang's information, these are his son's and daughter's information, and here's evidence of money laundering from the bank, transferring funds to other countries. We use this information to turn the bank against them."
Li Feng glanced at the information and then threw it all into the rubbish bin, looking up at his subordinate who had made his own decisions.
"Is this the first day you know me, Li Feng? Do I need to use such shady methods to deal with people?"
The man stared at by Li Feng felt his hair stand on end and lowered his head, "I'm sorry, Feng. It was my doing."
Li Feng snorted coldly and suddenly stood up from the sofa, "It's okay to take action, but not with such petty tricks. Is Sihai so impressive? It's just a real estate group that started with property development." Li Feng patted his subordinate's shoulder.
"Go prepare my car."
"Yes, Feng."
The man turned his head to look at the imposing Li Feng and involuntarily breathed a sigh of relief. Sihai Group was a mega-corporation with assets worth hundreds of billions, and originally a local snake of Huacheng, but in Feng's eyes, it seemed no more than an ant.
"Feng, where are we heading?"
The man sat in the driver's seat, turning his head to look at Li Feng in the back.
"Qingcheng."
"Yes, Feng."
The man hesitated for a second before catching on, Qingcheng Fashion was Feng's ex-wife's company. Was Feng planning a direct confrontation?
Qingcheng Fashion.
Li Feng pushed open the car door and got out. He had been married to Zhang Xue for two years, and this was the first time he came here. He told his subordinate to wait downstairs as he approached the building.
"Li Feng."
Zhang Xue came out of the building and faced Li Feng, her eyes flashing coldly, "What are you doing here?"
Truly a narrow road for enemies.
Li Feng lifted his eyes to look at Zhang Xue, dressed in her uniform suit, her cold features and tall figure exuding the aura of a domineering CEO.
"I'm meeting a friend."
Li Feng's response was nonchalant, as Zhang Xue scoffed with a disdainful look, "Meeting a friend?"
"Li Feng, who is in your circle of friends that I don't know? Coming to Qingcheng to meet a friend, you're just here to agitate me, aren't you?"
"What, can't make it through half a month and you want to ask me for money?"
Zhang Xue looked down on her ex-husband with extreme disdain. She knew his caliber well—his friends were likely the vegetable vendor, the security guard, the cleaning lady; those were probably the people he knew best.
Zhang Xue glanced at Li Feng with disgust and directly pulled out a stack of money from her purse, slapping it in front of Li Feng.
"This should be enough for you to live for two months. Get out of my sight immediately. And if you really want to make a scene, don't blame me for being ruthless."