Xu Zhiwei found a divorce receipt in the archives of the Civil Affairs Bureau.
The date is ninety days from now.
In the woman's signature column is her name.
But she is not divorced yet.
The house was already being transferred, and there was something she had not signed on the bank's replacement document, and the vehicle handover note said "the woman knew and agreed."
Husband Zhou Yanchuan said: "Weiwei, don't make trouble."
My mother-in-law said, "It's all for your own good."
Xu Zhi smiled.
What a "good for her".
She was responsible for the losses, shouldered the debts, and the script for getting out of the house had been written for her. She was not even prepared to let her know the date of the divorce.
They thought she would cry, fuss, and beg for an explanation.
But Xu Zhiwei has seen too many "arranged endings".
This time, she didn't ask whether she loved her or not, and she didn't wait for anyone's conscience to find out.
She only does three things: lock the assets being transferred, fix the caliber of their rewriting, and send every "for your own good" into the chain of evidence.
On the eighty-ninth day, Zhou Yanchuan opened the letter and found out——
This situation was no longer written by him.
