Yu Mingyuan and Wen Xiaorou had actually completed the marriage formalities before planning their wedding, but according to traditional Chinese customs, the two of them did not hold a formal ceremony, so they certainly could not change their minds.
In the afternoon, around two o'clock.
Kong Zhenghui and Zhou Tonghui accompanied Yu Mingyuan to the civil affairs unit, waiting for Wen Xiaorou to appear.
In the car, the three men didn't say anything and remained silent.
After a while, a car horn sounded from behind. Yu Mingyuan looked back and said softly, "Wait a moment, I'll go and handle the formalities."
"Um."
The two nodded in response.
Yu Mingyuan pushed the door and got out of the car, holding a plastic file bag in his hand. He stood on the side of the road, and saw Wen Xiaorou alone, so he walked towards him.
"Let's go!" Wen Xiaorou said in a cold voice.
"Yeah." Yu Mingyuan responded and followed Wen Xiaorou into the Civil Affairs Hall.
A few minutes later.
In the office where the divorce procedures were being processed, a middle-aged man looked up at the two and asked very bluntly, "For divorce by agreement, there is no need for a cooling-off period. The man has to give up all the common property of the couple and leave the house, right?"
Wen Xiaorou stared blankly at the table, her hands clenched under the table, and did not speak first.
"Yes." Yu Mingyuan spoke first and answered very decisively.
"Where is the woman?" The middle-aged man looked at Wen Xiaorou again.
"I agree." Wen Xiaorou finally loosened her tightly clenched hands and replied in the same firm voice.
“Bang!”
The middle-aged man stamped the document, and from then on, Yu Mingyuan and Wen Xiaorou's marital relationship officially ended.
At this moment, Yu Mingyuan felt extremely painful and guilty, because although the relationship was dissolved, he still owed Wen Xiaorou a wedding...
After completing the formalities, neither of them spoke a word and just walked out of the civil affairs unit side by side.
The sun was shining brightly outside. Yu Mingyuan turned his head to look at her, paused and said, "Xiao Rou, I...!"
"Yu Mingyuan! What the hell!!"
Suddenly, a roar came from the side, and Yu Mingyuan turned his head instinctively.
"puff!"
A bucket of bright red paint was instantly splashed on Yu Mingyuan's face. He stood there in a daze and saw clearly that the people coming were Wen Xiaorou's cousin, as well as the younger generation of relatives from the girl's family, a total of more than a dozen people.
"What are you doing?!" Wen Xiaorou immediately rushed forward to stop the fight.
“Get out of here!” The cousin pushed Wen Xiaorou away, grabbed Yu Mingyuan’s collar with his left hand, and punched him: “F*ck you, you spineless gigolo! I’m going to beat you to death!!”
"Beat him!"
The girl's relatives immediately rushed forward and started beating Yu Mingyuan.
"Stop fighting, stop fighting!" Wen Xiaorou tried to stop the fight, but how could a woman like her pull back more than a dozen men
Yu Mingyuan was quickly knocked to the ground, and Zhou Tonghui and Kong Zhenghui, who were in the car, saw this scene and pushed the door open and rushed down.
At the entrance of the Civil Affairs Building, Yu Mingyuan was knocked down the stairs, his body covered in paint and blood gushing from his nose.
"Fuck you, you're so disgusting!" The cousin was extremely angry. He kicked Yu Mingyuan and cursed, "It was you who chased my sister like a dog, and it was you who ran to my uncle's house every day! Our family supported you in setting up the association, and we went to the city to help you save Lao Li. We even gave you more weight in the negotiations of the old triangle! What did we do to you? Damn it, speak up!"
Yu Mingyuan did not resist or defend himself. He lay on the ground and looked at Wen Xiaorou who was trying hard to stop the fight. He was in a trance for a moment.
"Everyone knows that my uncle can't get out, and we didn't expect you to help us!" The cousin cursed more and more angrily: "So many relatives are here, and you just want to run away and get a divorce. Can you wait two days? Are you so scared?! Have you considered my sister? Have you thought about how outsiders will see her?! I'm going to kill you!"
Outside the crowd, Zhou Tonghui and Kong Zhenghui rushed over. They did not help Yu Mingyuan beat him up, but only pulled him back and yelled, "Stop fighting! That's enough!"
“Bang!”
Wen Xiaorou pushed her cousin away and shouted angrily, "Can you please stop making trouble? Huh?!"
"It's already this time, and you're still protecting him?! He's with you just because your father is the brigade commander, can't you see that?" The cousin shouted, his hands on his hips.
"I see! I'm awake too! But what can I do? Now that things have come to this, is there any point in making a fuss?" Wen Xiaorou, with disheveled hair and clenched fists, said in a pleading tone: "I beg you... Please give me some dignity and face, okay?!"
When the brothers in the surrounding families heard this, they all stopped.
"Let's go, let's go, okay?!" Wen Xiaorou pleaded with everyone.
The cousin pointed at Yu Mingyuan on the ground and said, "You are a spineless bastard! Even if you escape now, I don't believe that someone like you can make it! Sooner or later, this day will come to you!!"
Yu Mingyuan did not argue. He just pulled Zhou Tonghui's arm and stood up. He wiped the red paint and blood off his face and whispered to Wen Xiaorou, "Go with your aunt. They are the ones who really care about you."
After saying that, Yu Mingyuan limped towards the car.
Back in the car, Zhou Tonghui was about to drive away when Yu Mingyuan suddenly said, "Well... you two go back, give me the car, I'll go around by myself."
"You're already divorced, so just let it go." Zhou Tonghui advised and pushed the door open to get out of the car.
Inside the car, Kong Zhenghui said nothing, just patted Yu Mingyuan's shoulder lightly, then pushed the door and left.
…
A little after seven in the evening, at the headquarters of the Longcheng Qingyi Bureau.
A man walked into Kang Dinghuang's office, saluted and shouted, "Minister, our insider has news that Yu Mingyuan and Wen Xiaorou officially divorced this afternoon."
Kang Dinghuang slowly raised his head: "So fast?"
"Yes, we think they might want to cut ties with the Wen family." The man said softly, "This could also be the An family's attitude."
Kang Dinghuang picked up the teacup and took a sip. "Don't rush to make a judgment, just wait and see. Oh, by the way, I have already drawn up a new round of arrest lists. Quickly identify the key officers of Wen Zhanbo of the 13th Brigade, arrest those who should be arrested, send those who should be sent in, and deal with the garrison as soon as possible."
"Yes!" the man saluted.
At the same time, in the operations room of the terrorist team, Jin Maohui looked at Su Tianyu and asked, "Is this plan feasible?"
"Attack him from multiple angles and don't give him a chance to fight back. Use all your strength to push him into a corner." Su Tianyu frowned and said, "We can't lose this one. If we can't win, then we'll completely collapse!"
"good!"
Jin Maohui nodded.
Along the banks of the Longjiang River, Yu Mingyuan stood on the bridge, his elbows poking the concrete guardrail, drinking beer and gazing into the distance.
In the past three years, he had experienced the tragic death of his father, two major crises of the Tongji Society, the arrest of his future father-in-law, and the severance of his ties with his unmarried daughter-in-law today...
The smooth fortune in the first half of his life seemed to have used up all of Yu Mingyuan's luck, and his coming of age at the age of thirty was full of tragedy.
A man's collapse always comes suddenly. Yu Mingyuan looked at the calm water and a few tears rolled down his eyes.
“I can’t fall!!!”
A voice shouting in my heart.