Chapter 1642 - This Divorce Is Going Ahead No Matter What! (2/2)

Wen Haowen interrupted her impatiently. “Stop talking about it. I have already decided to divorce that bitch, Ning Shuqian. I have gotten a lawyer to draw up the divorce papers. This divorce is going ahead no matter what. Would I still be a man if I can endure being made a cuckold?”

He had already set his heart on divorcing that slut, Ning Shuqian.

“Then… what if Ning Shuqian doesn’t agree? After all, she still holds connections to the Zhang Corporation.” Yang Ziyu was most worried about Wen Haowen remaining entangled with Ning Shuqian over the entertainment city project and missing this golden opportunity for them to get divorced.

She was well aware of just how important that project was to Wen Haowen.

Now that she was with his child, Wen Haowen naturally treated her like a precious treasure.

But once the child was born in two months’ time, she was afraid that Wen Haowen would stray.

Wen Haowen replied without any hesitation, “The entertainment city project is already within my grasp. The Zhang Corporation will not dare to interfere in matters between Ning Shuqian and I. If Ning Shuqian dares to refuse, I can make use of her affair and bring her to court. I will have her reputation completely destroyed.”

Ning Shuqian’s nude photos were very salacious.

Any woman would be afraid of such photos being leaked out.

Wen Haowen continued angrily, “Not only do I want a divorce, but I also want her to leave this marriage with nothing at all. My money and my assets—she can forget about getting a single penny.”

He had been married to Ning Shuqian for over 20 years. He had provided for her daughter by another man and even financially supported her lover. He had been made a total fool and he no longer wished to be played further.

Yang Ziyu smiled in satisfaction. Ning Shuqian had been her biggest obstacle in marrying into the Wen Family, and she knew not to underestimate her. Ning Shuqian pretended to be pregnant, wrapped Wen Haowen and his family around her little finger, and even suffered from a terrifying mental illness. Despite all that, she still managed to regain her place.

Who knew if she still had any tricks up her sleeves.

Yang Ziyu leaned into his arms. “Haowen, our child will be born in two months’ time.”

The implicit question was: When are you marrying me?

Wen Haowen hugged her and placed his hand on her round tummy. “I will marry you after I divorce Ning Shuqian.”

At this point, all Wen Haowen could think of was the child.

As a result, he had no qualms about marrying Yang Ziyu, the mother of his child.

Yang Ziyu was extremely happy at Wen Haowen’s promise. She asked excitedly, “Wen Haowen, really? Are you really willing to marry me? You don’t mind that my social status doesn’t match yours?”

She was voicing some reservations, but her heart was brimming with confidence and excitement.

Wen Haowen had previously deigned to marry a single-mum like Ning Shuqian—in contrast, Yang Ziyu had a clean background and was carrying his son. There was no way Wen Haowen would not marry her.

Wen Haowen said affectionately, “You are the mother of my child. Who shall I marry, if not you?”

With that, he caressed Yang Ziyu’s belly again, his heart stirring with emotions. This was his son and the rightful heir to the Wen Family. By then, who the hell would give a damn about Wen Xinya?

He sneered inwardly.