Chapter 370 The Dull Wife in Republic of China Literature (27)

Chapter 370: The Inflexible Wife in a Republican-era Story (27)

The conversation between the father and son in the study, the system didn't miss, and immediately told Tang Qing.

"It looks like Young Master Fang will soon come to ask for a divorce!"

The voice whispering into Tang Qing's ear was bubbling with excitement!

Finally!

The divorce progress—doubled!

Pushed forward again!

With Young Master Fang out of the picture, Yan Ningcheng will have a chance to step in!

The system was daydreaming happily when, the next second, Fang Zhuo indeed pushed open Tang Qing's door!

Young Master Fang looked cool and detached as he spoke, "I have something to discuss with you."

"Do you have time now?"

He's here! He's here!

He's here to bring up the divorce!

While trying not to show her eager anticipation, Fang Zhuo spoke again, "Come to my room to talk. I've prepared some things for you."

He led Tang Qing to the sitting room.

After returning home, the two had been living separately.

The sitting room, originally a guest room, had temporarily become Fang Zhuo's room.

Recently, due to the matter of setting up a factory in Nanyang, Fang Zhuo had specifically instructed the servants to bring in a desk.

Tang Qing immediately noticed the several economics books placed on the desk...

The system, as instructed, had provided the best translations.

The young master had been studying them quite seriously, jotting down plenty of notes in each book.

Just as Tang Qing was about to take a closer look, before she could get closer, Fang Zhuo reacted extremely quickly!

He stopped Tang Qing's movement!

"Don't touch!"

"I've only read this book three times!"

Fearing that Tang Qing might damage his treasure, Young Master Fang carefully moved the book and set it aside on the other side of the desk.

Seeing the young master being so cautious, Tang Qing couldn't help but chuckle softly.

Pointing at the copy of *Das Kapital* in the young master's hand, she deliberately asked, "You just said... you read this three times?"

"What would you know!"

"You're not an economics student..."

Fang Zhuo spoke with an unmistakable air of condescension, continuing, "You have no idea the value of these books."

"This is the best version I've come across so far!"

To make such obscure economic knowledge so accessible—not only the author but also the translator did an amazing job!

Fang Zhuo had even tried to find out more about this translator named "Nan Xu," but unfortunately...

He found nothing.

This person was like an unassuming expert, quietly translating these classic works on economics and then vanished into thin air.

Even Xu Jing from the publishing house had tried several times to contact them, with no luck.

Snapping out of his thoughts, Fang Zhuo didn’t want to argue over these books with Tang Qing.

There was no point explaining—she wouldn’t get it anyway!

"Take a look at this."

He handed Tang Qing a list. "These are the Fang family's holdings over the years."

"There are properties, factories, and some shops."

"See what catches your eye."

Tang Qing seemed to grasp Young Master Fang’s intention and asked, "Are you formally proposing to divorce me?"

"Is this... my compensation?"

She was quick!

She had immediately guessed his purpose.

Fang Zhuo shifted uncomfortably before saying, "That’s the idea."

"Tang Qing..."

He paused, then continued, not as difficult as he had imagined, "Let’s divorce."

He had said these words many times before, but only this time...

It felt real, and Fang Zhuo was somewhat reflective.

There was also an unsettling feeling, though he didn’t want to dwell on what it was exactly...

"I’ve thought about your situation—running businesses and shops on your own won’t be easy. It might be better to choose some properties you like..."

"If there really are any shops you fancy, or..." For once, he considered Tang Qing’s situation and added, "I can also help you pick a few suitable, trustworthy managers."

These few pages laid out the Fang family’s wealth.

Now, they were about to be used to buy his way out of the marriage with Tang Qing...

"Can I choose anything from these?"

Hearing Tang Qing’s tone, Fang Zhuo thought she was about to demand too much.

Though his face fell, the young master kept his composure. "Pick what you want."

"You deserve... all of this."

Tang Qing carefully looked at the list on the page and murmured, "In that case..."

Her fingertips slid across the pages. Just as he remembered, the bracelet on Tang Qing's wrist—a striking, vibrant green—was eye-catching.

Without realizing it, Young Master Fang's gaze was drawn to that hint of green...

"This one."

Before he could fully process the sight of that green, Tang Qing had already held up a page, pointing to one of the items. "I want this."

Young Master Fang squinted at it, somewhat taken aback.

Tang Qing had actually chosen the house they were currently living in!

"You want the one we’re living in now?"

His first thought was the headache of moving.

If he really gave this property to Tang Qing, moving out would indeed be quite troublesome.

"What about the other residences? There’s a newer Western-style house in the east..."

But Tang Qing said, "No need, this is the one."

"I only want this house."

A bit puzzled by Tang Qing's unexpected insistence, Fang Zhuo still asked, "Why?"

"Are you sure you don’t want anything else?"

He had even prepared himself for Tang Qing to make steep demands, never expecting she would ask for only this one property.

In that moment, Fang Zhuo suddenly felt ashamed of his earlier pettiness...

"I’ve gotten used to living here."

"I really like... the garden in this house."

The young master found this even stranger. "Wasn’t that garden torn down and rebuilt?"

"What’s there to like about it?"

"Tang Qing, think it through... if you want any of the other properties, our Fang family can certainly afford to give them to you."

Tang Qing’s tone remained calm as she said slowly, "It’s enough."

"Just this one."

"When will we make it official?"

Tang Qing’s reaction was unexpected, yet somehow made sense.

He should have realized it earlier.

Perhaps she hadn’t been clinging to this marriage either...

Seeing Tang Qing so unfazed, Fang Zhuo clearly felt, for a brief moment, a sudden pang in his heart.

What exactly was this rising emotion? It was hard to put into words...

"Go ahead and sign this."

He handed Tang Qing a contract. In this era, a divorce agreement like this was actually something of a novelty.

Tang Qing looked it over with interest. She pointed to a few clauses, her expression unreadable.

"Ending the marriage requires both parties to announce it publicly in the newspaper."

"After the agreed compensation, the Fang family will no longer cover any living expenses for the woman."

"The woman must not harass the man under any circumstances."

Probably guessing what she was thinking, Fang Zhuo coughed awkwardly. "These... were added by Wan Ran."

"She's just..."

The words caught in his throat. Even the young master himself knew how tacky these additions were.

Tang Qing understood instantly and said softly, "So she’s the one who drafted this agreement."

No wonder there was a hint of resentment between the lines.

Qu Wanran appeared open-minded, free-spirited, and independent on the surface.

Yet when drafting the agreement, she was so calculating.