Chapter 200

ZhiXia suddenly felt a twitch in her abdomen and clutched her stomach with a pained expression.

Sister Zhang came out from inside and hurried over when she saw this. "What's wrong? Are you alright?"

Hearing Sister Zhang's question from inside, Pei JianGuo's heart also tightened. He had always looked down on An ZhiXia for marrying his young uncle, but he hadn't intended to do anything to a pregnant woman.

It was just a few cross words, it shouldn't have made her sick.

"It's nothing, the baby just kicked me." ZhiXia replied.

Hearing ZhiXia's answer, Pei JianGuo also relaxed, the hand that was going to open the door dropped back down.

"Let me help you inside to rest for a bit, you're due soon, you have to be more careful these days." Sister Zhang also relaxed, saying to her.

ZhiXia smiled and said, "I can go back myself, Sister Zhang you go busy yourself, don't mind me."

An Zhiren followed his family back from Zhou Village, and when he entered his residence, he saw Wang Caixiang sitting at the table.

As usual, the table in front of her was piled high with half-finished cardboard boxes. But today, she just sat there in a daze, not busily working on her crafts.

An Zhiren would not devote too much thought to her. Plus he had drank some wine in Zhou Village today. Although not drunk, his head was still groggy.

He went directly back to his room and locked the door.

In his fuzzy state, he heard the sound of the door being pushed outside. He stared blankly at the tiles above his head and laughed mockingly, still ignoring the sounds outside. When he woke up from his nap, the alcohol had worn off, though his head still ached a little.

He opened the door and went out. Wang Caixiang was still sitting there. Perhaps hearing the noise, she looked over with red-rimmed eyes, very pitiful.

Unfortunately, An Zhiren's every ounce of sympathy had been drained by her scheming long ago.

Feeling a bit hungry, he didn't want to eat here. Instead, he got ready to take his bike out.

"I'm going to find ZhiXia." Wang Caixiang's hollow voice suddenly rang out.

An Zhiren's heart lurched and he let his bike fall to the ground. He turned back to Wang Caixiang, walking closer, "Wang Caixiang, I remember warning you not to get close to my family, didn't I?"

"So what if you did? I don't even want my life anymore, why would I be afraid of your warning?" Wang Caixiang suddenly stood up and glared at him, full of threat.

Suddenly, she softened her attitude again, trying pitifully to grab his sleeve. "Zhiren, I already know I was wrong. But things are as they are, I just ask you to give me a way to live, okay?"

An Zhiren dodged before she could touch him, speaking in disgust, "I think you've misunderstood one thing. I wanted to give you a way to live, you didn't want it yourself. You were too greedy, insisting on clinging to me. Wang Caixiang, I'll give you one more chance. Get a divorce now, it'll be better for both of us."

"Don't even think about it, I will never divorce you even if I die." Wang Caixiang's emotions suddenly became agitated. She had thought about leaving before, but given her current situation, leaving An Zhiren would not necessarily be much better off than now. "Zhiren, Teacher An, I really like you, admire you, that's why I made mistakes. I'm not asking you to like me too, but please, can you give me just a little pity, give me a child. I promise you, just one child, as long as I have a child, you can divorce me, do whatever you want, even tell me to go die immediately, and I'd be willing. Okay?"

An Zhiren disgustedly backed away two steps, chuckling twice. "Wang Caixiang, please look in the mirror, okay? Have some self-awareness, will you? Like me? You?"

Seeing Wang Caixiang pounce at him, An Zhiren suddenly kicked out, kicking her hard in the chest.

This was the first time he had hit her. An Zhiren had told himself more than once to restrain himself, not to ruin his personality and life for a Wang Caixiang.

But the feeling of that kick, he couldn't lie to himself. He hated her thoroughly, hating that he couldn't make her die immediately.

"An Zhiren, I'm telling you, don't force me. A cornered rabbit will bite people. You've pushed me to desperation. Neither of us will have a good outcome." Wang Caixiang held her chest tightly, feeling like her internal organs were churning.

That kick of his was truly vicious without mercy.

An Zhiren clenched his fists tightly, unable to restrain the malice buried deep in his heart any longer.

The neighbours were alarmed by the shrill cries. By the time people pulled An Zhiren away, Wang Caixiang had nearly lost half her life.

An Zhiren was taken home by An JingZhi. Wang Caixiang was sent to the hospital by someone. An's family did not send anyone.

After checking her injuries, Wang Caixiang could not afford the medical expenses. She could only inform her uncle who worked at the hospital.

She found An ZhiXian, but only got the response, "I don't know her."

The person who sent Wang Caixiang to the hospital even paid the medical expenses out of pocket. He could only curse under his breath in the end, thinking that he would have to get the money back from An Zhiren after his temper had subsided in a few days.

Wang Caixiang returned home bruised and swollen, feeling no hope of being alive at all.

Under the high hanging crescent moon, the night surged silently.

No one noticed the figure with only a pair of eyes exposed appearing outside An Zhiren's door. Eyeing Wang Caixiang enter, it then sneaked inside.

These days, An Zhiren was staying at the An family home. An JingZhi also worried that he would impulsively get involved in a homicide case. These past few days, the whole family had been discussing how to get rid of this Wang Caixiang woman.

But just when they were anxious, Wang Caixiang suddenly showed up at their door.

"You really agree to the divorce?" An Zhiren didn't meet her. It was Zhou Nan who came out.

Wang Caixiang smiled bitterly. "Yes, you've achieved your goal. I'm afraid to die, so I agree to the divorce. But I have conditions too. I want 500 yuan, and the house we live in now. As long as you give those to me, I'll agree to the divorce and never burden him again in the future."

"You've thought it out perfectly, haven't you. My second son, his wages over these years have all been extorted away by your family. His father and I have also subsidized quite a bit. The money he's earned these past two years has all gone to repay debts to his father and I. We don't just have him as a son. We can't put all the money on him. If you're willing to divorce, considering you've had it hard too, I'll give you 100 yuan. That should be enough for you to find a good man and live well again. And the house was allocated by their school. When you divorce, it'll have to be taken back. It's impossible to give to you."

This was what they had discussed beforehand. As long as Wang Caixiang agreed to the divorce, they wouldn't quibble over other things anymore. Just give her 100 yuan as the price for their son's freedom.

After all, according to their original idea, they'd rather fight it out with her than let her gain one bit.

But a barefoot man fears not a shoed man. Wang Caixiang now was the barefoot one. They needn't make their son keep her company and exhaust his whole life.

Plus with the domestic violence incident a few days ago, even Zhiren with such a mild temper had been provoked to violence. It was clear Wang Caixiang had pushed him to desperation.

Zhou Nan truly couldn't bear to see her son driven crazy by this woman. And Zhiren wasn't young anymore either. It was time to find a proper woman, marry and have children.

"No, the 500 yuan must be given. Otherwise let's drag this out. After all I only have one life left." Wang Caixiang was very firm. But about the house, she also understood little. "Since the house is being taken back, then I don't want it."