Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks

Moreover, he was asking her to advocate for divorce instead of reconciliation. Ning Shu found it unbelievable.

Ning Shu questioned Ding Yan, “Is clinging to the Bai family so vital you’d abandon your wife and kids? Ignoring any affection?”

“For better or for worse, you and Mother have been married over twenty years – almost a third of your life.”

Even a stone held that long would warm. How could Ding Yan discuss divorce so casually?

Money and power were all external things. People sought them because they could provide the strength to protect what one wanted to protect.

But sacrificing what they should protect for those things was a bit backward, no?

With the Ding family’s strength, they could survive without the Bai family. Why put themselves through so much suffering?

Ding Yan sighed, “Your father’s also in a tough spot.”

Ning Shu retorted, “You’re in a tough spot because you want everything.”

He was willing to discard even his wife of over twenty years for fleeting wealth and glory.

Was the Ding family so destitute they had no choice? Why act so low and cowardly?

The Ding family had so much wealth they couldn’t spend it all in a lifetime even if they tried.

He became a slave to money.

Ding Yan said, “Xueqing, you’ll always be my daughter. What I’m doing is for the Ding family; I won’t make you and your mother suffer.”

Ning Shu: …

Ning Shu went upstairs, finding Mother Ding wiping away tears in her room.

Ning Shu sat beside her, asking, “Still sad?”

“These are tears of regret. I regret not leaving a man like your father sooner. My youth was wasted,” Mother Ding wiped her tears.

“Phew! I thought you were heartbroken,” Ning Shu smiled.

“How can you joke in this situation? You seriously lack respect for elders.”

“There’s more disrespect. Father asked me to convince you to divorce,” Ning Shu said.

“Seriously…”

Ning Shu asked Mother Ding, “What’s your plan?”

“How’s our stock collection going?” Ning Shu inquired.

Mother Ding said, “We’ve collected Director Li and Director Zhao’s, but it’s insufficient.”

“Plus, the stocks were bought at a premium. I don’t have much money left,” Mother Ding added.

Ning Shu asked, “Do you truly want to divorce Father?”

“Yes.”

Ning Shu continued, “Since Father promised compensation, he’ll definitely do it properly.”

Mother Ding glanced at Ning Shu, “You’re quite crafty, but the stocks are your father’s lifeblood. He won’t give them to me.”

“Try anyway.”

During dinner the next day, Mother Ding told Ding Yan, “I’ve thought about it. I agree to the divorce.”

Ding Yan immediately smiled. Seeing his relief, Mother Ding’s face turned cold.

After all this time, she was just a burden to Ding Yan.

“We can divorce, but I have one condition,” Mother Ding said.

“What condition? You can say it,” Ding Yan drank water, relaxed.

“I want all your shares,” Mother Ding said coldly.