530: C530 Divorce Agreement

C530 Divorce Agreement

Mu Anren's face darkened. He wanted to defend Mu Qingqing, but he couldn't find the words to retort back to Mu Xiaoyou. Mu Qingqing had indeed gone too far in this matter.

Su Cuiyu understood. Mu Anren's heart ached for Mu Qingqing more than Mu Xiaoyou. Without further hesitation, she took out the divorce papers she had prepared.

"Sign it, I'm too disappointed in you." Su Cuiyu took out the divorce agreement in front of her two children.

Mu Anren looked at her in disbelief. He felt as if all the blood in his body had frozen. She was going to divorce him?

"Xiao Yun, calm down." All kinds of feelings surged in Mu Anren's heart. He wanted to take away this annoying deal.

After so many years, did she not care about the relationship between husband and wife?

Mu Anren felt his heart tighten inch by inch. It was dull pain.

"You still don't know who I am. What have you given me all these years? I gave birth to children for you, what about you? Have you ever cared more about me? " Su Cuiyu took out her iciest and most severe side.

"Don't say these words in front of the child." Mu Anren was about to put away the contract on the table, but was stopped by Su Cuiyu.

"Look at this house. Even after all these years of fighting, you still haven't achieved anything." Su Cuiyu scolded him. Why do you want me to suffer and suffer with you? "

"Have you considered my feelings and those of the child?" Su Cuiyu reprimanded him for his incompetence.

"Mom, how can you say that about dad? Something happened at the company and he's already under a lot of pressure, why are you still blaming him?" Mu Yichen couldn't stand it any longer, "I think it's fine to live here. As long as we are family, it doesn't matter where we are. "Dad, I still have some savings, take it."

This tone made Mu Anren's heart warm up. His son had grown up, and now he understood.

However, he couldn't bear to make things difficult for his child, so he said: "Yichen, Daddy can deal with this crisis. Keep your pocket money for yourself. "No matter how bitter dad is, it won't be hard on you and Xiaoyou."

Mu Yichen's eyes sparkled a little. He said unnaturally, "We are a family … "They share good and bad things."

Su Cuiyu took the bank card from Mu Yichen. With a heavy gaze, she said, "Is it your turn to teach me a lesson?"

"Xiao Yun, what are you doing, you evil child!" Su Cuiyuang felt that it was a bit too much for Su Cuiyu to vent her anger on Mu Yichen.

"I'll sign it. What right do I have to sell the money that your surnamed Mu owes me?" Su Cuiyu knew that the old man had given the order for everyone to sell their personal belongings and raise the money to repay the debt.

Mu Anren looked at her helplessly. Actually, he didn't ask Su Cuiyu to sell anything. She was only selling some of his odds and ends and properties. The buyer also knew about the Mu Family Group situation, and even deliberately suppressed the price. After all, the other side had paid in full, so Mu Anren could only let the other side take the lead. The money they had sold and the money from Mu Mansion had coincidentally settled the staff's severance pay and salary, but they were still short of a large amount of funds from the suppliers.

The people waiting to be investigated gave a reliable result, but it wasn't a matter of days. His Mu Family could no longer hold up. They could only choose to temporarily close down Mu Family enterprises and sell off the properties under their names. In a single night, their Mu Family had reached its lowest point.

Su Cuiyu was only finding an excuse to leave him.

"Dad, Mom, you can't get a divorce." Mu Yichen advised. He knew Su Cuiyu was his aunt, but at this critical moment, if Su Cuiyu really left Mu Anren, what would happen to Mu Anren if her mood broke down?

In order to protect Mu Anren's father's mentality, Mu Yichen stopped him at the right time.

Mu Anren stared at the word divorce agreement in front of him, his vision blurred for a while before returning to clarity.

"I don't agree." Mu Anren only had one thought in his mind, the divorce agreement would sign Su Cuiyun's name, and her divorce with him was something that would be impossible in this lifetime.

He did not agree.

"You don't agree? You want to pull me into the water with you? " Su Cuiyu snapped at him.

"There are no divorces in my dittos, only widows." Mu Anren grabbed Su Cuiyu's wrist and said firmly.

He loved Su Cuiyun. Letting her go meant taking his life.

Hearing this, Su Cuiyu did not feel that it was romantic. She was furious, "Why are you cursing me!?"

"Yichen, you guys go back to your room first." Mu Anren looked at Su Cuiyu helplessly. How could she not understand?

Mu Xiaoyou echoed her sentiments, "Mom, stop messing around."

Leaving the Mu Family at this time, wasn't he waiting for the people outside to despise the mother and daughter pair for being heartless? Mu Xiaoyou didn't want to do this.

"You are too selfish. You think only of yourself. Is it wrong of me to divorce you? What does the sin created by the Mu Family have to do with me? Why do you want me to sell everything for you? " Su Cuiyu accused him indignantly.

Mu Anren put away the divorce agreement and said, "Whatever you say, divorce is impossible. You don't need to sell anything, just stay by my side. I will make money. "

"Heh." Su Cuiyu sneered. "Don't be so childish, okay? How long do you need to earn so that your Mu Family can rise again? Ten years? Twenty years? Or a hundred years? "

"I've already wasted more than ten years of my life on you. I'm almost forty now, how long are you going to drag me on?" Su Cuiyu beat Mu Anren with each word. She hated being poor and hated the noisy and narrow space in the village. It made her feel like a frog in the well.

So this was all she felt? Were these ten years of suffering for her?

Mu Anren slightly clenched his fist. He had been reduced to this state in front of the woman he loved. They weren't young anymore, so they had to consider the consequences when talking. Su Cuiyu had been trying to get him to ask for a divorce.

However, Su Cuiyu had forgotten that she had always been living by Mu Anren's side under the title of Su Cuiyun. After so many years had passed, Mu Anren was no longer able to recognize her as Su Cuiyu. And in Mu Anren's heart, there was only one name — — Su Cuiyun.

"I won't let you go." Mu Anren tore the divorce agreement into pieces, then casually threw it into the living room.

Su Cuiyu was not surprised by his appearance, but asked him instead: "I want a LY bag, want to buy this season's new furs. Can the current you even afford to give it to me? "

When Mu Anren heard what she wanted, he didn't struggle at all. He replied, "As long as it's what you want, I can do it."

"Don't try to stall for time, I want it now." Su Cuiyu knew clearly in her heart that the amount of money her family had at the moment was not enough for her to spend. She was sure that Mu Anren didn't have these tens of thousands on him, so she dared to ridicule him.

"I'll buy it now." He wasn't afraid that she wouldn't want him anymore, only that she wouldn't need him anymore. Mu Anren's heart tightened. He immediately picked up the phone and called his former secretary. He asked her to help him out and asked her to buy these two things. As for money …

Not long after, the secretary brought the two items over. Looking at how the well-dressed Director Mu lived in a dirty and disorderly village in the city, the secretary felt a little regretful. Mu Anren was usually pretty good to the company, so he was quite popular.

Before he left, the secretary even gave Mu Anren 2000 yuan, which could be considered as a loan to Mu Anren.

With the new LY bag and purple fur coat in hand, Su Cuiyu really had no good excuse to leave openly.

Mu Anren looked at her silently, hoping that she would show a trace of a smile. However, Su Cuiyu only pursed her lips, barely suppressing her anger.

"Our family being on good terms with each other is better than anything else. Right now, Mu Family and Mu An both lack funds, so I plan to find a job to do first. Once I have the money, I will make Mu Family and Mu An's companies develop even better than before. " Mu Anren promised Su Cuiyu.

"Everyone can say what they want. I only care about the results." Su Cuiyu said sarcastically.

Mu Anren was silent. He secretly made up his mind that he must pull Mu Family back together again.

In order to fulfill his promise, Mu Anren really went out to find a job, familiarizing himself with all the processes in the company and holding the important documents of the furniture company in his hand. He confidently believed that as long as he worked for the new furniture company with sincerity and craftsmanship, he would definitely get a high salary.

But he visited dozens of furniture companies and none of them dared to hire him.

There was no other reason. Who knew that the CEO of Mu Family Group didn't come to this kind of place to find a job for the sake of being a spy?

Those companies did not have any clear reasons. After tactfully rejecting them, Mu Anren thought about it carefully and naturally understood what was going on.

He doesn't like his profession.

This matter made him very depressed. Was there really no chance to start over from the beginning? Was the hard work of several generations of Mu Family going to end soon?

With this thought in mind, Mu Anren thought as he walked. Things were developing in a direction that he was more and more unwilling to see.

When winter arrived, snow had already begun to fall at high altitude in the Zhaoxi City. Mu Anren still hadn't found a job yet.

But the other thing came to him of its own accord.1

In order to buy bags and coats for Su Cuiyu, he went to a company that specialized in borrowing money. In order to buy bags and coats for Su Cuiyu, he went to a company that specialized in borrowing money.

This one hundred thousand dollars was indeed enough to solve the urgent matter of Su Cuiyu wanting a divorce, but he had gotten himself into a lot of trouble.

Since they had no job, they naturally couldn't repay the debt on time. The companies that borrowed money weren't charities, they borrowed money to earn interest money, and every few days, they would urge the debt. The first method they used was to bombard Mu Anren's phone with text messages and phone, making it impossible for him to communicate with others normally.

Mu Anren stared at his phone, but he was at a loss. He was confused as he was blocked from calling other companies by the institutions that were borrowing money.

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