Defrosting The Cold Young Master-Chapter 1953 - 1957: Negotiation

"Your dad’s company? Don’t mention your dad’s company to me again!" Muu Wansen said angrily, "When your dad’s company was handed over to me, it was already a mess that couldn’t make ends meet! If it weren’t for you and your dad deceiving me back then, why would I have left my parents and gone abroad with you? Because of that, my parents can’t forgive me now!"

"My dad deceived you?" Yang Jiezhen widened her eyes, "Muu Wansen, explain clearly, what did my dad deceive you about?"

"Your dad deceived me. He promised if I took you abroad, he would hand over his company to me so I could achieve great things. But in reality?" Muu Wansen gestured animatedly, "In reality, your dad’s company was already half-dead, and it was only because he couldn’t keep it running that he tricked me into managing it for him!"

"You’re talking nonsense! You’re talking nonsense!" Yang Jiezhen shook her head repeatedly, "It was clearly because of your incompetence that my family’s perfectly good company went bankrupt. And now you’re falsely accusing others and shifting the blame, you... you..."

"Mom, it’s true," Muu Qiuchen looked at Yang Jiezhen and said, "I’ve seen the company’s financial records. Grandpa’s company was already running at a loss and barely making profits several years before dad took over. After dad took over, he tried every method and struggled to keep it going for so many years, but eventually, he couldn’t hold on, and it went bankrupt..."

"No... it’s impossible..." Yang Jiezhen stepped back a few steps, continuously shaking her head, "You’re lying to me... all of you are lying to me..."

Muu Wansen looked at her and said indifferently, "The company has already collapsed, and there’s no point in talking about it anymore. You feel that Qiuchen and I don’t treat you well, and only Shuangshuang is your treasured one. Then we should live separately. I’ll have my parents give you money, and you can go wherever you want with Shuangshuang. From now on, do whatever you please, live or die, as long as you’re happy!"

"No! No!" Yang Jiezhen rushed over and clung to Muu Wansen’s neck, shaking her head vigorously, "I don’t want a divorce, Brother Sen, I love you, I don’t want a divorce..."

She had been a housewife for so many years, long disconnected from society, where could she go after a divorce?

She was already accustomed to a life with children and a husband.

Where Muu Wansen and her two children were, that was her home.

She didn’t want a divorce.

She would never divorce!

"If you don’t want a divorce, then shut up!" Muu Wansen said coldly, "From now on, when I educate Muu Rushuang, you just listen quietly. Don’t mess things up with Muu Rushuang anymore. Your protection doesn’t love her; it harms her!"

Yang Jiezhen covered her mouth, sobbing uncontrollably.

Muu Wansen no longer looked at her.

After a few more minutes, the door of the emergency room was pushed open from the inside, and the doctor came out.

Yang Jiezhen immediately rushed over, "Doctor, how is my daughter?"

"The wound has been treated," the doctor said, "The wound isn’t deep, no stitches needed. The patient fainted not due to excessive bleeding but likely from shock along with pain stimulation. The patient’s wound isn’t serious, just a few days of rest and she will be fine."

Muu Wansen politely thanked him, "Xie Xie."

"You’re welcome," the doctor said, "The patient’s injuries aren’t severe. You can hospitalize her if you want, but if she prefers not to stay in the hospital, home rest is also fine. We are short on hospital beds and do not recommend you stay in the hospital."

"Then we won’t stay," Muu Wansen said, "I’ll take her back immediately."

"You can observe for another half hour," the doctor said, "If there are no abnormalities after half an hour, you can take her home."