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"...That dead girl really thinks she can turn the tables? It's just buying a broken house. What's so impressive about that..."
In the recording, Jiang Junlian's sharp and cutting voice came through clearly, each word like a dagger piercing Shen Xingyue's heart.
"...Just wait until she gets married; we'll see how we deal with her then! By that time, she won't get a single penny from the Shen Family!"
This was the voice of Jiang Junlian's mother, her tone filled with malice and scheming that sent chills down one's spine.
The recording continued to play, with Jiang Junlian and her mother exchanging insults towards Shen Xingyue and revealing their covetousness for the Shen Family's wealth in vivid detail.
"...Her brother is just a soft persimmon; can't we say whatever we want? When the time comes, transferring the house over will be an easy task!"
"...Exactly, once we've squeezed all the money out of the Shen Family, we'll kick them to the curb! Let them go drink the northwest wind!"
Every word in the recording detonated like a heavy bomb in the banquet hall.
"This is an audio extracted from my room's surveillance. Every word my sister-in-law and her mother said in my room is recorded clearly."
As Shen Xingyue spoke, her face grew paler, and her body trembled slightly.
She had never intended to deal such a fatal blow to Jiang Junlian; it was just that after repeated provocations, she had no choice but to respond this way.
Shen Yang's expression shifted from shock to anger, ultimately settling into deep guilt.
He clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white from the pressure.
He couldn't believe that the wife he had trusted all along was such a person.
What he found even harder to accept was that he had been kept in the dark, almost pushing his sister into a pit of fire with his own hands.
Jiang Junlian's face turned as pale as paper in an instant. She tried to argue, "No... it's not like that... this recording is fake..."
Her voice trembled, and her eyes were filled with panic, but the clear voice and familiar tone in the recording made her defense seem so weak and futile.
"Fake?" Shen Xingyue sneered. "Do you want me to tell you the time and place of the recording, or even what you were wearing at that moment?"
Jiang Junlian completely collapsed. She slumped in her chair, her gaze vacant, murmuring to herself, "It's over... all over..."
Shen Yang could no longer bear it. He suddenly stood up and walked in front of Jiang Junlian, looking down at her from above.
"Jiang Junlian," Shen Yang's voice was cold, devoid of any emotion, "let's get a divorce."
These words struck Jiang Junlian like a thunderbolt to her heart.
She shot her head up, disbelief filling her eyes. "What did you say? Divorce? Are you crazy? I'm still carrying your child!"
"Child?" Shen Yang scoffed. "Do you think I would let my child grow up in a family filled with schemes and lies?"
Jiang Junlian completely broke down. She fell to Shen Yang's feet, clinging to his legs, crying out, "Yangyang, I was wrong! I was really wrong! Please, forgive me this time! I can't live without you, and the child can't grow up without a father!"
Her cries were heart-wrenching, her pleas tearing at the heartstrings, yet everyone present felt no sympathy at all.
Father Shen and Mother Shen watched the scene unfold before them, their hearts aching as if being twisted.
They never imagined that the daughter-in-law they had always cherished could be such a cold-hearted woman.
Even more shocking was the realization that their son had been deceived by someone like her, nearly leading to the destruction of their entire family.
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