Reborn as Tycoon's Wife in the Countryside-Chapter 318 - 313 Can’t Lift My Head (First Update)

Manager Zhou mentioned this issue, and a few people who were close to Che Xiaocui felt it too—Xiaocui had seemed out of sorts, apparently preoccupied with heavy thoughts recently.

But Xiaocui hadn’t returned yet, and her family was persistently demanding compensation, making it difficult for them to come forward.

What if they misspoke and made it hard for Xiaocui? It would be quite awkward when they met in the future.

"Listen to this; this is their factory. When an employee has an accident, they push the blame on the employee. Even if my Xiaocui didn’t rest in these few days and accidentally had an accident, you are still liable for the compensation, aren’t you?" He Houfu didn’t care about these details; he was only focused on one thing—compensation.

"Xiaocui’s family, we are not trying to shirk responsibility, just trying to understand Xiaocui’s recent work situation." With Xiaocui involved in an accident, Su had every right to look into her recent work conditions.

"He Houfu, Che Xiaocui has been in a poor state recently; do you know why?" Xiaocui hadn’t returned from the hospital yet, and she didn’t know the exact situation. If He Houfu was unwilling to discuss it in the office, she could only talk about it here.

"I leave home early every day and only return at dinner time; how would I know what she’s up to? I’d like to ask you instead if it’s because someone at work was giving her a hard time or ostracizing her."

Zhou Ji, who got along well with Che Xiaocui, wanted to step in, but she was afraid that He Houfu might harm her and dared not budge from her seat. frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓

It was said that He Houfu loved to drink, and he’d start a drunken frenzy once he was intoxicated.

"Manager, I have something to say." Wang Genlan lived on the same street as Che Xiaocui, not far from each other. They were quite familiar with each other: "I heard that this He Houfu has taken a mistress outside and is currently in the process of divorcing Xiaocui."

This wasn’t a secret in their neighborhood.

"Nonsense, when did I take a mistress? Even if I did take a mistress, what does that have to do with claiming compensation? As long as I am not divorced, she, Che Xiaocui, is still my wife, and I can collect compensation on her behalf." He Chenfu glared at Wang Genlan, nosy.

Were these trivial family matters really worth discussing with the factory workers? Was it necessary?

"So, it seems that the most likely reason Xiaocui is distracted is because you are getting a divorce." Xiaofeng had been listening for a while and figured out the gist.

"This is our private matter; you should keep out of it." He Houfu felt that his family’s private matter had nothing to do with Xiaocui’s workplace injury.

"It matters a bit, not much but also not a little. For instance, if you two really intend to divorce and don’t plan to live together anymore. If you take the compensation we give, then run off, and don’t share any with Xiaocui, so under these circumstances, we can only wait for Xiaocui to return and then decide on the compensation."

Xiaofeng stood up: "So, I don’t know whether you’ve divorced Xiaocui or not. For the sake of my employee’s legal rights, I can’t discuss the compensation issue with you."

"Utter nonsense. I am not prepared to divorce her, why would I divorce, it’s ridiculous." He Houfu held a hammer in his hand: "If we must wait for her return, then we will wait; I’m not in a hurry."

"In that case, let’s go to my office to talk. We still have production work in our workshop to manage. You entered without wearing a uniform and didn’t follow the hygiene measures, which has severely affected our workshop’s production. According to regulations, we can fine you."

Of course, the food factory had its regulations; entering the production area required strict hygiene control, including wearing gloves, uniforms, and securing hair.

"I’m not an employee of your factory, I don’t have to be so particular." He Houfu snorted coldly, his eyes fiercely set on Su Xiaofeng: "You better not make trouble; even if you are pregnant, I will not be polite."

Xiaofeng smiled, not taking He Houfu’s threats to heart.

The office phone rang; it was Zhang Keke who called to say that Xiaocui needed a minor surgery or something. They also asked whether the piece of flesh that was cut from Xiaocui’s finger was still available; if possible, it should be sent to the hospital soon, as the doctor wanted to see if it could be reattached.

"Okay, I will deliver it right away." Xiaofeng hung up the phone and asked He Houfu: "Where is that piece of flesh from your wife’s hand?"

"What for? It is evidence; are you trying to destroy the evidence?"

"Your wife needs it for surgery; it might be reattachable. The hospital asked me to deliver it now, come with me." Xiaofeng stood up.

He Houfu was reluctant, but looking into Xiaofeng’s sharp eyes, he got a tingling feeling on his scalp and stood up: "Let’s go then; whether it’s going through surgery or not, you can’t pay any less than what’s owed."

He had heard that the factory owner was a young woman, so after Xiaocui’s accident, he rushed to the factory, demanding compensation immediately.

Little did she know that the girl was inexperienced, but her handling of things was incredibly adept; on the contrary, her gaze when observing others exerted an inexplicable pressure.

This was no ordinary girl; this must have been a millennia-old spirit.

Fortunately, Ershun had just returned, and upon hearing that Xiaofeng was headed to the hospital, immediately offered to take them.

On the way, Xiaofeng instructed Xiaoqi to keep a close eye on the piece of meat in He Houfu’s hand, to prevent He Houfu from discarding it midway or doing anything else with it, and also to transfer some Spiritual Energy to preserve the meat.

Generally speaking, after so much time had passed, it definitely couldn’t be reattached. However, with the help of Spiritual Energy, it might still be usable.

A few minutes later, when He Houfu handed the object to the surgeon, the doctor found it quite strange; having heard that the injury occurred several hours earlier, he wondered how the flesh in his hand looked as if it had just fallen off, with the tissue still intact.

The doctor didn’t dare delay and took the item straight into surgery.

Two hours later, Che Xiaocui emerged from the operating room, having heard that the surgery went very smoothly and was successfully reattached.

Coming out of the operating room, the still drugged Che Xiaocui was a bit delirious. Upon seeing He Houfu beside her, she became agitated, pointing at him, "He Houfu, you still dare to show up, aren’t you the one who wants a divorce? Come on, why are you even here?"

He Houfu chuckled dryly, "Xiaocui, what are you talking about? I was just talking nonsense, how could I really divorce you. You’ve just had surgery, don’t get too worked up, it’s bad for your health."

Even if divorcing, he’d have to claim the settlement money before proceeding.

He and Che Xiaocui were still not divorced, hence half of Che Xiaocui’s compensation money belonged to him. It was not possible for him to discuss divorce with Xiaocui at this juncture and give up the money at hand.

"Get out; I don’t want to see you." Che Xiaocui, in her thirties, had been married to He Houfu for many years and had never had children. It was precisely because of this that her in-laws had turned a blind eye to He Houfu’s affairs.

"I am your husband, and you’re sick now. I should rightfully be by your side to take care of you." Of course, He Houfu couldn’t leave; what if Che Xiaocui started making wild accusations about him in front of others?

Listening to him, tears involuntarily ran down Che Xiaocui’s face, and she turned her head away, saying no more.

For many years, this was the first time this man had spoken to her so tenderly. Yes, it was her fault, she was the one who couldn’t have children, but she really didn’t want a divorce.

He Houfu actively requested to stay and take care of Che Xiaocui, and naturally, Xiaofeng and others had no reason to object. Regardless of their relationship, they were still married at the moment.

Once Xiaofeng and the group left, He Houfu’s true nature came out, "Che Xiaocui, you’re bold now, daring to shout at me. Let me tell you, our divorce is settled, but this time you’ve had a work injury, and the factory will definitely pay compensation, which of course shouldn’t all go to you alone. This compensation must come to me."

He and Che Xiaocui had been married for many years, and Che Xiaocui hadn’t borne him any children. Even in the case of a divorce, it should be Che Xiaocui compensating him, not the other way around.

Listening to him, tears rolled down Che Xiaocui’s cheeks, "Is the divorce necessary?"

"Of course. Lingling is already pregnant, and my mom wants me to quickly marry her so she can eat well. You’re like a hen that can’t lay eggs. You can’t occupy the nest without producing eggs forever, can you? You have to move aside for others. As long as you ask the factory for more compensation money this time, I’ll tell mom to let you also stay at home, as long as you don’t cause trouble for Lingling." Lingling was not only more attractive than Che Xiaocui, but she was also more capable, managing to get pregnant after being with him only a few times.

Lingling was pregnant, so of course, Che Xiaocui had to give up her place.

"How much do you want to ask the factory for?" Che Xiaocui asked, staring blankly at the ceiling.

"Not much, at least five thousand, ten thousand isn’t too much either, you see how it goes, but five thousand is the minimum. If it’s less than this amount, the divorce is a must." Five thousand might not seem much and isn’t even enough for wealthy people to buy a motorbike.

Che Xiaocui laughed bitterly, "Why don’t you sell me and see if I’m worth that much money."

"Che Xiaoc, think for yourself. Think about it, if you get divorced, it won’t look good for you. People will definitely say you’re incompetent, and that’s why I want to divorce you. As long as you ask the factory for ten thousand, I won’t divorce you and will even let you stay at home. See how well I treat you, how much I care for you."

Especially for a woman like Che Xiaocui who can’t have children, a divorced woman like her is destined to be unable to hold her head up in public.