My nemesis insists on me committing myself

Chapter 82
Fan Xinran asked in a deep voice, and directly waved away Fan Yin's hand that was holding onto his arm.

Sanskrit staggered and took two steps back, then pointed at Song Pingyang, and asked loudly: "It was her, she forced you, right? She knew that mother is not your maidservant, but your original spouse." After that, she couldn't tolerate our mother and daughter, could she?"

At this time, there were many servants surrounded inside and outside the courtyard, and when they heard Sanskrit's words, they all froze.

"Madam Yin is actually the original match of Lord Hou, is it true or not?"

"It's probably true. You don't know that Hou Ye used to be a farmer, and the farmer is not a landlord. Where did he get the money to buy the house maid?"

"So Sanskrit is actually an upright and straight-born young lady?"

Outside the courtyard, the servants were discussing in low voices, all of them were extremely shocked by the news.

"Fanyin, don't talk nonsense!" Seeing this, Fan Xinran hastily shouted.

"I don't have one!" Sanskrit yelled louder than him, "You still have the marriage certificate when you married your mother, I'll get it for you now, and see if what I said is true!"

After saying that, Sanskrit rushed into the house, and rushed out with the marriage certificate in the blink of an eye.

"Can the marriage certificate be faked? The yamen are all registered, who else do you want to deceive?" Sanskrit continued to shout.

Almost everyone can hear the loud voice, even people outside the courtyard wall can probably hear it.

Indening's yard is very far away, next to the street at the back door.

"The marriage certificate can be faked." Song Pingyang snorted coldly.

Sanskrit looked at Song Pingyang sarcastically, "You forgive him so easily, what did he tell you? Let me guess! He said that his father was seriously ill, and he would die without seeing him get married, right?"

Song Pingyang nodded subconsciously.

"Heh..." Sanskrit sneered, "Father, your grandfather passed away when you were three years old. I'm a little curious about how your grandfather asked you to marry my mother when you were 19 years old?"

"Fanyin, don't provoke the relationship between father and mother here." After Fan Yuqing got the news, he hurried over.

How could she miss Sanskrit's joke?

Fanyin took a look at Fan Yuqing, turned around to look at Fan Xinran, and asked aloud, "You really want to divorce your mother and abandon my daughter, don't you?"

"You are better with your mother than with me!" Fan Xinran said.

"Answer me! Yes! Or no!" Sanskrit asked for an answer.

"Yes!" Fan Xinran didn't even think about it, this daughter was born to be in debt with him, and it would be a disaster if she stayed by his side, it would be better to drive her out earlier.

Sanskrit laughed loudly, as if obsessed, and stopped laughing after saying "yes" several times, "Okay! Very good! Since this is indeed your decision, let's write it down in black and white." It’s clear, it’s best to find someone more reliable to be a witness.”

Fan Xinran frowned slightly, always feeling as if he had been tricked.

"How do you write it?"

"Just write: Fan Xinran has cut off the father-daughter relationship with Fan Yin from now on, and will not communicate with each other until death."

This is her ultimate goal, Fan Xinran wants to drive her out of the house, she is too late to be happy!
How could you really cry?
It's just a show, let Fan Xinran sign it.

Given how shameless they are, it's not hard for Sanskrit to imagine what kind of disgusting faces they will have in the future.

"Xinran, write it!"

(End of this chapter)