B5SB -Chapter 383 Job Betrothal Gift

Gao Shengli’s blood was pounding.

The person who had taken credit for his achievements was climbing higher and higher in position, and now it felt like the weight was suffocating him.

There was no way he could pay attention to what Huang Lihua was saying.

Seeing that she was still chattering, he yelled at Bai Yun in a hysterical rage.

“Mom!”

His sharp shout finally stopped Huang Lihua.

“You’re too selfish!”

“Just to spite Aunt Bai, you separated my sister-in-law and my brother!”

“What spite? She took your biological father, she made you three brothers suffer bullying since childhood,” Huang Lihua snapped.

“She also made the villagers say that you three were unwanted wild children!”

Huang Lihua screamed, eyes bloodshot with fury.

Gao Shengli rubbed his temples irritably.

At that moment, Yuzhen, who had been cooking in the kitchen all along, stepped out, her eyes red.

Choking back tears, she said, “Mom… I miss the kids’ father, and I miss my son.”

She had been away for several months, not making a single call home. She had expressed wanting to return many times but had been rejected by Huang Lihua each time.

Huang Lihua’s face darkened at Yuzhen’s words; she hadn’t expected her to make things even more difficult.

On the second floor, Gao Guoqiang watched Huang Lihua and Gao Shengli’s argument.

A mocking smile on his face, he looked down on them.

He sneered, “Shengli, why don’t you just tell her straight out in the newspaper that you’re severing ties with your mother?”

“Why bother coaxing her so sweetly?”

Huang Lihua froze for a moment, not understanding what Gao Guoqiang meant.

Then, as if realizing something, she widened her eyes in disbelief, staring at Gao Shengli, whose gaze flickered away.

“You… everything Dad said… is true?”

Yuzhen instinctively covered her mouth, staring intently at her brother-in-law, Gao Shengli.

She couldn’t believe he would actually sever ties with his biological mother.

Seeing Gao Shengli bow his head in silence, Huang Lihua suddenly lunged in front of him, shouting with all her might: “Speak!”

She couldn’t believe her child, whom she had raised from infancy, could hurt her like this.

Gao Shengli looked at his tear-streaked mother. His lips twitched as he spoke softly:

“Mom, even if it says in the paper that we’ve severed ties, I am still your biological son. You are still my biological mother. My feelings for you—my unconditional admiration and dependence—haven’t changed at all.”

Huang Lihua cried uncontrollably, clutching her chest as a dull, dense pain spread through her heart.

She bent over, sobbing softly.

Seeing this, Gao Shengli’s heart tightened. He quickly stepped forward to support his mother.

He gently patted her back and leaned close to her ear, whispering softly.

The general meaning was that he would never truly reject his biological mother; the severing of ties was only a temporary measure.

Yuzhen stood beside them, too shocked to speak. She hadn’t expected her usually obedient brother-in-law to do something like publicly sever ties with his mother.

If news of this reached their hometown, the villagers would have a field day at the Gao family’s expense.

She also didn’t believe the comforting words Gao Shengli whispered to his mother.

Gao Guoqiang glanced coldly at Huang Lihua, who was crying her heart out.

She’d better be sensible and leave tomorrow.

Otherwise…

A cold glint passed through his eyes; he would make sure Huang Lihua had no way back.

Wu Meili, hiding behind the door, was scared by the fierce expression on Gao Guoqiang’s face and stepped back two paces, knocking over a chair behind her with a sharp “clang.”

Gao Guoqiang’s gaze fell on the half-closed door, his eyes narrowing.

Anyone who had harmed Bai Yun wouldn’t escape his wrath.

The next day, When Gu Yihan went out, she saw a young soldier carefully attending to Gao Guoqiang’s ex-wife. Surprise flashed in her eyes.

She tilted her head and saw Auntie Zhang gossiping, scrutinizing them up and down.

Gu Yihan’s mouth twitched slightly as she grabbed her bag and headed toward the service station.

She had just finished tidying up when a rush of customers came in.

“Comrade Xiaohan, give me two pounds of salt.”

“Comrade Xiaohan, I need an enamel jar.”

“One bar of soap, one washboard.”

Zhang Yue, after helping the last customer buy fabric, slumped over the counter.

Looking up at Gu Yihan, busy calculating accounts, she asked, puzzled: “Xiaohan, doesn’t your calves hurt standing all day?”

Gu Yihan had no time to answer; a line of people was waiting.

Suddenly, a middle-aged woman rushed out from the crowd and yanked Zhang Yue’s hair, slapping her twice.

Zhang Yue reacted quickly, grabbing the woman’s hair in return and pressing her head hard against the counter.

She grabbed a feather duster nearby and lashed the woman repeatedly, shouting:

“You old hag, do you think I’m easy to scare?”

“Do you really think our Zhang family is easy to bully, that I, Zhang Yue, am a pushover for your Chen family?”

Even while being pressed down, the middle-aged woman didn’t hold back, shouting:

“Zhang Yue, you shameless, despicable, rotten woman! My son gave up his job so you wouldn’t have to go to the countryside! How could you treat him like that?”

Zhang Yue, red with anger, spat:

“The work at the service station was earned by my own ability, it has nothing to do with your son.”

With that, she yanked a fistful of the woman’s hair.

The customers, stunned by their fierce scuffle, forgot to buy anything.

Everyone rushed forward to separate them, finally rescuing the woman from Zhang Yue’s grip.

Gu Yihan watched in disbelief and asked Qin He quietly: “Who is that woman?”

Qin He replied, “She’s Director Chen’s wife.”

Gu Yihan: “…”

Zhang Yue, hair in disarray, glared fiercely at Mrs. Chen.

Though she hadn’t suffered a real loss, being slapped publicly made her lose face in front of her colleagues.

Angry, she ground her teeth:

“Mrs. Chen, for the sake of being fellow military families…”

“I warn you, don’t talk nonsense, or I’ll make sure you regret it.”

“Who do you think you can make regret it!”

Director Chen’s cold voice came.

Having heard that his wife was being beaten, he rushed over.

He just caught Zhang Yue’s arrogant remarks. If it weren’t for the fall of the feudal dynasty, he would have thought she was some royal princess acting so bold.

Zhang Yue glanced at Director Chen and snorted coldly:

“Director Chen, you’d better pretend you didn’t hear that!”

Director Chen’s eyes narrowed. If it weren’t for his son secretly giving Zhang Yue his application form, how could she have had the chance to stand here and argue with him?

Now, thinking his son wouldn’t return and wanting to kick him aside to marry someone else…

Director Chen said coldly:

“No marriage! Since you’ve accepted our family’s job betrothal gift, don’t even think about leaving the Chen family.”