Chapter 43: The Unwanted Abandoned Wife!

"You… you all teamed up to bully me!"

Su Yanhua looked at the united Jiang Family brother and sister and Su Ruan, whom they were firmly protecting at the center, and then thought of herself alone, without even a single supporter; a huge sense of grievance and despair surged in her heart.

She let out a "Wah" and actually began to wail loudly in public, crying while pointing at Su Ruan and scolding her.

"Su Ruan, it's all you… it's you, Broom Star! If it weren't for you, how could I have…"

"Enough!"

A cold, sharp rebuke cut off her words.

The ever‑silent Su Ruan finally spoke.

She looked calmly at the tear‑smeared Su Yanhua, her tone neither angry nor mocking, only a lofty indifference:

"Su Yanhua, your misfortune has always been your own choice, unrelated to anyone else."

"Don't attribute the failures of your life to others; that will only make you look even more pathetic."

She paused, slipped an arm around Jiang Ran's arm, her voice clear and firm: "I'm doing fine now, and will be even better later. As for you… take care of yourself."

After speaking, she no longer gave Su Yanhua a glance, and gently said to Jiang Ran and Jiang Jiaojiao, "Let's go; we've bought most of the things."

Jiang Ran gave Su Yanhua a cold glance, protected Su Ruan and his sister, and turned away.

The onlookers around automatically made way, their eyes complex as they watched them leave, feeling both sympathy and contempt toward the still‑crying Su Yanhua standing there.

This farce ended with Su Yanhua's complete humiliation.

Not only did she fail to salvage any face, but in front of Su Ruan and the Jiang Family she lost the last shred of her dignity completely.

And that meticulously prepared "Apology Gift" now seemed more like a huge irony.

Wang Juhua looked at her daughter's incompetent state, and recalling the Jiang Family's defense of Su Ruan, felt a mixture of emotions, ending with endless fatigue and despair.

This marriage… can it still be saved? She had no clue whatsoever.

Su Yanhua's wailing at the Supply and Marketing Cooperative entrance had almost drained all her strength and dignity.

She was dragged back home by Wang Juhua, her whole being feeling as if her soul had been pulled out, collapsing on the bed motionless, her gaze hollow as she stared at the mottled ceiling.

Wang Juhua looked at her daughter's condition, feeling both heartache and anger, but at this point scolding was useless.

She clenched her teeth, picked up the slightly crushed snack pack and the bottle of white wine from the floor, and forced herself to say, "What's the point of crying? Can crying bring you back to the Liu Family? Get up quickly, wash your face, and come with me to the Liu Family!"

Su Yanhua sat up abruptly, her voice sharp: "I'm not going! Do you think I'm not already disgraceful enough?!"

"Disgraceful? Now you realize it's disgraceful?" Wang Juhua, her hatred like iron that wouldn't become steel, said, "If you hadn't acted like this from the start, could you have ended up like this? If you don't bow your head now, you'll truly become an unwanted abandoned wife, which would be even more disgraceful! Hurry up!"

Ultimately, under Wang Juhua's half‑forced urging, Su Yanhua mechanically washed her face, re‑combed her hair, followed her mother, carrying the shabby Apology Gift, and stepped toward the Liu Family.

With each step, she felt as if she were walking on needle points, the gazes from surrounding neighbors pressing on her like thorns on her back.

At the Liu Family doorway, Wang Juhua took a deep breath, forced out a smile uglier than crying, and knocked on the door.

The one who opened the door was Liu Mother.

She saw Wang Juhua and the down‑cast Su Yanhua outside, her complexion immediately darkened, showing no intention of letting them in, and she blocked the doorway.

"Hey, aren't you the In‑law mother? Why are you back?" Liu Mother said coldly, with obvious detachment and sarcasm, "Our Liu Family temple is small; we can't accommodate your daughter's Buddha statue. Take your things back; we can't afford them."

Wang Juhua cursed inwardly, but forced a smile on her face: "In‑law mother, the way you speak… all the countless mistakes are Su Yanhua's fault; she's young, immature, and I've spoiled her… She knows she's wrong, so we specially came to offer you and Wen Bin an apology, didn't we…"

As she spoke, she handed forward the snacks and wine.

Liu Mother didn't even glance at the items, snorted coldly: "Know you're wrong? I doubt it. I heard today at the Supply and Marketing Cooperative you quarreled with the Jiang Family daughter‑in‑law, turning the world upside down, and threw our Liu Family's face out there! Is that what you call knowing you're wrong?"

Su Yanhua jerked her head up, her face pale, lips trembling, trying to retort, but Wang Juhua held her tightly.

Wang Juhua hurriedly said, "It was all a misunderstanding! It was Jiang Jiaojiao who provoked first! Our Yan also suffered grievances… In‑law mother, you as an adult have great magnanimity, don't stoop to the child's level."

"This couple quarrels at the head of the bed and makes up at the foot; how can they just say divorce? Where's Wen Bin? Let Wen Bin come out and say something."

At this moment, Liu Wenbin also stepped out of the house, his complexion haggard, his eyes complex as they looked at Su Yanhua.

"Wen Bin…" Wang Juhua seemed to clutch a lifeline, "You quickly persuade your mother; Yan

Liu Wenbin remained silent, not speaking immediately. He was also struggling inside.

He still had feelings for Su Yanhua and didn't want to bear the stigma of Divorce right after marriage.

But Su Yanhua's previous actions had indeed chilled his heart.

The Liu Family's hardline stance this time was largely to use this opportunity to harshly reprimand Su Yanhua, to make her understand the seriousness and curb her behavior later.

Liu Mother, seeing her son silent, felt even more confident; she looked at Su Yanhua, her tone cutting: "Want to come back? Fine. But some things must be said up front!"

"First, in this household from now on, you must respect elders; you can no longer act without regard for hierarchy, hitting and fighting as before!"

"Second, since you've married in, you're a member of the Liu Family; you must do the household chores you're supposed to, and stop dreaming of being a Young Mistress!"

"Third, put away your vanity, and live a down‑to‑earth life with Wen Bin!"

"Su Yanhua, these three rules—can you follow them?"

Wang Juhua quickly pinched Su Yanhua's arm.

Su Yanhua felt the pain on her arm, and seeing Liu Mother's haughty demeanor and Liu Wenbin's silent attitude, humiliating tears welled up in her eyes.

She really wanted to turn and walk away! But… where could she go?

After Divorce, she's truly finished in this era!

She bit her lower lip hard, almost drawing blood, and forced out a few words through the teeth: "…can."

"Speak up! Haven't you eaten?" Liu Mother said displeased.

"…I can do it!" Su Yanhua almost shouted, tears streaming down.

Liu Mother finally nodded with satisfaction, stepped aside to make a gap: "Come in."

Wang Juhua, as if granted a great pardon, hurriedly pulled the zombie‑like Su Yanhua inside.

The snack pack and wine were casually placed on the table, and no one paid any attention.

Liu Mother again wore a stern face and lectured a few more sentences, nothing more than the usual old talk about being frugal, serving the household, and being filial to the in‑laws.

Su Yanhua kept her head down the whole time, silent, her fingernails digging deep into her palm.

She knows the Liu family is manipulating her, but she has no resources to resist.

Her so‑called Rebirth advantage looks so pale and ridiculous before reality.

In her previous life, did Su Ruan also get bullied by the Liu family like this?

But how could that be? Su Ruan clearly lived so comfortably, even after marriage she was drawing money from the Su family.

Yet why does everything change when it comes to her? Exactly where did it go wrong!