Chapter 133: Money Is Really Tempting (6)
Mu Chen, seeing the long voice message, frowned and clicked on it without thinking. As soon as he started listening, he felt like he was under physical attack. He had never been verbally abused like this in his life.
And judging by the voice, it was Jin Shuang’s father, so he couldn’t directly retort.
But if Jin Shuang’s parents were also there, did that mean they had seen the video? If so…
Mu Chen’s expression darkened further as he looked at the computer screen, clutching his head.
He could sue them, but if he did, the video would most likely be leaked, so he could only try to reach a settlement.
But he couldn’t understand how the Jin family had obtained the video. He had been in his own hotel, in his private room, where no one casually entered, if this were exposed, it would also be a huge blow to his hotel chain.
Mu Chen messaged his assistant, instructing him to thoroughly investigate the hotel’s surveillance cameras.
He looked down at his phone; more voice messages were coming in, undoubtedly more insults from Jin Shuang’s father.
Seeing that Mu Chen didn’t reply, Jin Shuang’s father sneered and returned the phone to Jin Shuang.
He had a bad temper when he was young, only learning to control it after taking over the company and having to interact with different people, but that didn’t mean his temper had improved.
Jin Shuang’s mother patted her husband’s shoulder: “Alright, calm down now that you’ve vented your anger, we’ll find a lawyer tomorrow.”
“Uncle, Auntie, can I sit in on the meeting?” Jiang Zhiyan asked, turning her head. “No particular reason, I just want to see him suffer.”
“This…” Jin Shuang’s father looked at Jiang Zhiyan, then at his wife.
“Fine, you can sit in, just don’t spread this around,” Jin Shuang’s mother said, exasperated.
“Don’t worry, I can keep a secret,” Jiang Zhiyan said with a smile, handing the peeled grapes to Jin Shuang.
“Thank you, you don’t have to do this, you eat them, I can peel them myself,” Jin Shuang said.
Jiang Zhiyan popped a grape into her mouth and sighed softly. If Xie Liaoyi were lucid, she would snatch the peeled grapes, then order her to peel more.
She had originally planned to leave the next day, but since she was going to sit in on the meeting, after waking up, she found a comfortable spot and waited for the lawyer to arrive.
A whole legal team arrived, six lawyers in total. Jiang Zhiyan thought they would need a conference room for a meeting of this scale, and unexpectedly, the house did have one, they all sat around the table.
Jiang Zhiyan sat beside Jin Shuang, listening to their discussion, without offering any opinions.
Jin Shuang had already listed what she wanted last night. Jiang Zhiyan glanced at the list, it was a long one.
This book was a bit dated, and the author hadn’t anticipated a divorce, so Jin Shuang and Mu Chen hadn’t signed a prenuptial agreement, which was normal, after all, in most novels, even after a divorce, the female lead would be too “proud” to take the male lead’s money, she might even return what she had spent.
But Jiang Zhiyan always thought, why not take it? Why not take the money? She would probably never reach that level of moral high ground.
Jin Shuang, as expected of her wife, thought the same way. She had somehow even managed to get a detailed list of Mu Chen’s assets.
After the meeting, everyone was in a relatively good mood.
Mu Chen hadn’t contacted them today, probably still thinking of a countermeasure. Jiang Zhiyan knew he was investigating the hotel’s surveillance cameras and almost laughed.
“If he can’t find anything, will he think he’s encountered a ghost?” Jiang Zhiyan asked, taking a bite of her ice cream.
“Probably,” the System said with emotion. “He didn’t sleep at all last night.”
“Serves him right,” Jiang Zhiyan sneered.
Jin Shuang hadn’t contacted Mu Chen since that video, and Mu Chen couldn’t figure out what she was thinking, he tested the waters a few times, but didn’t get any response.
However, because Jin Shuang hadn’t said anything, he was slightly relieved, he thought Jin Shuang still loved him, she was just upset after discovering his infidelity, and after a while, once he coaxed her, everything would be fine.
He didn’t see Jin Shuang until the day of their families’ regular gathering.
Jin Shuang glanced at him coldly, ignored his attempts to appease her, and sat down with her parents opposite Mu Chen’s parents. Mu Chen originally wanted to sit next to Jin Shuang, but sensing something was wrong, he didn’t.
Mu Chen’s parents noticed their expressions and sensed something was amiss.
“In-laws, is something the matter?” Mu Chen’s mother asked tentatively.
“We’re here to discuss the divorce,” Jin Shuang’s mother said. “Your good son has been cheating, five different women in a single month.”
“Is there some misunderstanding? How is that possible?” Mu Chen’s mother’s face fell, and she glared at Mu Chen, she knew about her son’s affairs, but she hadn’t expected him to be so careless as to be caught.
“Of course we have solid evidence, seventeen videos, single continuous shots, 4K high-definition, would you like to see them, Mother Mu?” Jin Shuang’s mother said with a smile, although it was a smile, there was no warmth in her voice. “You raised a fine son, I really have to question your Mu family’s values.”
Mu Chen’s face darkened, he knew there wasn’t just one video, but he didn’t expect there to be so many. He clenched his fists, his expression grim, it was humiliating to have this discussed with his parents.
Mu Chen’s father raised his hand and slapped Mu Chen across the face, startling everyone present.
“You animal, how could you do such a thing?”
“Are you angry about what he did, or about the fact that he left evidence? Did you two really not know anything? Although I wouldn’t mind you slapping him a few more times, I don’t want to watch this farce,” Jin Shuang said, leaning back in her chair. “I don’t think I’ve wronged your Mu family in any way, so I’ll just be blunt.”
Jin Shuang took out several divorce agreements and placed them on the table: “These are my conditions for a peaceful divorce.”
She pushed the documents forward.
The three of them took the agreements, their faces darkening upon seeing the conditions listed inside.
“I don’t think my requests are unreasonable, all three of you are concerned about your image, if you don’t agree, we can go to court, I have other evidence besides the videos, and Mu Chen is completely at fault,” Jin Shuang said, her tone calm and unhurried.
Mu Chen looked at Jin Shuang, she seemed like a stranger, he would even believe it if someone told him she was a different person.
“You can look through them, we’ll order first,” Jin Shuang said.
The Mu family’s faces were grim as they looked at the documents in their hands. The conditions amounted to a little over half of Mu Chen’s assets. Jin Shuang had calculated it precisely, this was roughly the range they could accept, and she hadn’t asked for anything they would absolutely refuse to give.
Mu Chen stared at Jin Shuang, his fists clenched, he should have realized something was wrong when she started spending recklessly with his card.
But it was too late now.
“How did you even get those videos?” Mu Chen asked.
He had recently had people thoroughly inspect all the hotels under his name, they found some hidden cameras and removed them all, but there were none in his room, and with such high-definition footage, it was impossible to have been filmed with ordinary hidden cameras.
“I’m not telling you, maybe you filmed them yourself and forgot,” Jin Shuang said casually.
Mu Chen’s father glared at him again.
…
Jiang Zhiyan leaned against the sofa, playing games while listening to the System’s remote broadcast of the meeting.
“So satisfying, Mu Chen got slapped by his father.”
“Just a show,” Jiang Zhiyan said. “Heh, slapping his precious son like that, he must be heartbroken.”
“Mm, your wife also said that, then the atmosphere became really awkward, hahaha,” the System laughed. “This divorce is going to be a long and drawn-out process.”
“That’s normal, with so many assets involved, they’ll probably argue over every single item, even if the Mu family knows they’re in the wrong, they won’t easily hand over everything to Jin Shuang, they’ll try to minimize their losses, if this can be resolved within a month, it would be considered incredibly fast,” Jiang Zhiyan sighed softly. “If I were also a ghost in this world, I would appear in Mu Chen’s dreams and tell him that if he doesn’t agree to Jin Shuang’s conditions, I’ll take his life.”
Jiang Zhiyan, seeing “Game Over” on the TV screen, tossed the controller aside and lay down.
“Ahhh, I want to cuddle with my wife,” Jiang Zhiyan hugged a pillow. “It’s so painful sleeping without someone to hold.”
Jiang Zhiyan sighed: “How’s it going over there?”
“The Mu family is trying to negotiate, Jin Shuang said she wanted to eat, and they can discuss the matter tomorrow when the lawyers are present, mm, she thoughtfully sent the video to the two elders, Mu Chen’s face turned green.”
“What if the Mu family decides to fight to the death? Can secretly filmed videos even be used as evidence?”
“Then we’ll make it not secretly filmed, we’ll plant a copy on Mu Chen’s computer and say he filmed it himself, and the innocent Jin Shuang accidentally saw it, I can do that,” Jiang Zhiyan said, sitting up and sending Jin Shuang a message. “Mu Chen can’t get rid of this.”
Jin Shuang saw the message from Jiang Zhiyan, glanced at it, and replied with an emoji.
After confirming that Jin Shuang had received it, Jiang Zhiyan withdrew the message.
Besides Jin Shuang, no one enjoyed the meal, her parents weren’t as open-minded as her.
For the next few days, the Jin and Mu families continued to argue, and Jiang Zhiyan could only contact Jin Shuang online.
[Jiang Zhiyan: Hey, when are you free to hang out? I miss you so much, I’m so bored, is there anything I can do?]
[Jin Shuang: Tomorrow, let’s go out and relax tomorrow.]
[Jiang Zhiyan: Is it over?]
[Jin Shuang: Not yet, but they have something to do tomorrow.]
[Jiang Zhiyan: When will you finally divorce that scumbag? Sigh.]
[Jin Shuang: Soon.]
[Jiang Zhiyan: Then what time are we meeting tomorrow?]
[Jin Shuang: 9 am, I’ll pick you up at your place.]
[Jiang Zhiyan: Okay!]
Jiang Zhiyan hugged her phone and hummed a tune: “She must miss me too.”
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