Old Mrs. Jin had almost never seen her daughter have a letter, so she was already suspicious. When she saw the rare joy and ease appearing on her face, she leaned over and glanced at her.

At this glance, I suddenly felt excited!

He grabbed the paper from his daughter's hand and looked carefully.

After a while, his face turned blue and he slapped his head: "What does Zhao Zhixun mean?"

Jin Zhanheng took it over and looked at it, and his face moved slightly: "Mother, don't be impatient."

He looked at Jin Yuan again: "Sister, what's going on?"

Jin Yuan took the precious divorce agreement, folded it carefully, and put it back into the express bag: "As you see."

Old Mrs. Jin suddenly burst out: "From your appearance, I knew he had decided to divorce you for a long time? Your husband is going to divorce you now, are you still so calm? No wonder he has never seen anyone these days!"

"Mother, this is also my wish. I have wanted to separate from him for a long time."

"No! Our Jin family has been counting for dozens of generations, but there is no divorce! I don't allow you to divorce!"

"Mother," Jin Yuan stood up with a courier bag in her arms, "This is not your era anymore."

Jin Zhanheng also threw down his chopsticks and looked at Old Mrs. Jin: "It's normal for divorce now."

"No matter what era I am now, the rules and traditions of the Jin family cannot be lost! Do you think divorce is very trendy, so do you have to follow the trend? In short, no one of the children of our Jin family has ever divorced! This is embarrassing, it is a family scandal! And now Zhao Zhixun signs the signature first and sends the agreement to you. What's this? My Jin family's daughter was abandoned by him and became a cousin? When it comes out, wasn't my Jin family laughed out loud? No, I firmly disagree!"

"If others laugh, they will laugh. This marriage is my own. I will go to the law firm tomorrow." Jin Yuan held the bag and prepared to go upstairs.

Old Mrs. Jin picked up the letter opening knife that Jin Yuan had just used to disassemble the express bag and pressed it on her wrist.

Jin Zhanheng and Jin Yuan were caught off guard and reacted, and then they lost their voice: "Mother!"

The old housekeeper was also shocked: "Madam, please say something, don't be stupid!"

"A Yuan, I was a widow at a young age. I supported the Jin family alone and raised you siblings. I always remember your father's dying instructions, saying that our Jin family is different from the other family, so I must tell me to remember the family precepts and family rules... I have never dared to forget them for so many years. At this moment, I almost entered the coffin. But you made a divorce for me. Why did I explain to your father and the ancestors of the Jin family when I die?" Old Mrs. Jin cried and said, "You can't divorce, but when I die, can you divorce again? Then I can't control you anymore!"

After saying that, as soon as the tip of the knife was pressed down, blood bloomed on his thin wrist.

"Mother--"

"Mrs--"

The three rushed over.

Jin Zhanheng held down his mother, snatched the letter and threw it on the ground, scolded the butler, and went to get gauze and medicine.

Fortunately, the knife was not cut too deep, and the blood was stopped, so it was nothing serious.

Old Mrs. Jin sat on the sofa with her son's face pale face, looking at Jin Yuan, who was also desolate and snow-white, obviously scared, and cried:
Chapter completed!