Kill The Marriage Chapter 13

Chapter 13: Seen Through

At 5:00 PM.

Mi Tong, who had just picked Mi Li up from school, bumped into Ren Zhong as he drove his electric wheelchair home.

“Hello, Uncle Ren!” Mi Li waved at him with lively enthusiasm. Wearing her little backpack, she ran up to his side and asked, adopting the exaggerated tone of a dubbed foreign film, “Hey, my Captain, how did today’s rehab go?”

Fearing the child might trip and hurt herself, Ren Zhong slowed his wheelchair down and answered, “Not bad. I can take a few more steps while holding the parallel bars.”

“That’s great. Uncle Ren will definitely recover soon. Oh, right, when Uncle Ren gets better, can you teach me how to assemble the gun you pulled out of the sand?” Mi Li asked excitedly.

This thoroughly terrified Mi Tong. She frantically pulled Mi Li back and scolded, “What is a little girl doing talking about playing with guns? How scary!”

“That’s not necessarily true,” Ren Zhong slightly raised his head to look at her. “There are many female soldiers in the military.”

Mi Tong’s already poor complexion worsened. She quickly apologized, “I’m sorry, I’ve offended the Captain.”

Her excessively pale and sallow face seemed somewhat off, catching Ren Zhong’s attention.

He asked, “Ms. Mi, you don’t look too well. Are you feeling alright?”

“Ah! Do I?” Mi Tong touched her face in a panic. “Maybe… maybe my makeup didn’t set right…”

Ren Zhong didn’t say anything else. He simply told Mi Tong to get some good rest and headed home.

With a heavy heart full of worries, Mi Tong took a deep breath, mentally preparing herself before pushing open her front door.

“Vivian, I’m home!” Mi Li dropped her backpack and shoes, running over to hug Shang Liwei.

Even though her birth mother and stepmother had only been married for a few days, the stepmother’s influence in Mi Li’s heart was already on par with her own mother’s.

“Our little Lili is home!” Shang Liwei picked Mi Li up, spun her around in a circle, and set her back down. “Lili, let me introduce you. This is my younger sister, and she’s also your Auntie Maggie.”

Auntie Maggie squatted down and proactively extended a hand to Mi Li. “Hello, Lili. My name is Mai Qi, and I’m a lawyer. You can just call me Maggie.”

“Hello, Auntie.” Mi Li shook her hand like a little adult.

They entirely failed to notice Mi Tong’s face turning from white to yellow to green, flashing wildly like a reincarnated disco ball.

Although she couldn’t see anything while hiding in the storage cabinet that day, she had heard everything.

“Auntie Mai Qi’s” voice was exactly the same as the Lawyer Mai who was colluding with Zhang Qingyuan.

It wasn’t just her voice; her pronunciation, tone, catchphrases, and diction all matched perfectly. It was the exact same person.

Help!

This Lawyer Mai even suspected her of cheating with Zhang Qingyuan.

Heavens above!

She and Zhang Qingyuan only shared the pure sisterhood between a housewife and a house-husband!

Using the excuse of helping Mi Li organize her homework and backpack, Mi Tong quickly dragged her daughter into their room to escape the danger zone. She needed to sort out her thoughts and figure out how to explain her pure, innocent friendship with Zhang Qingyuan.

However, at the dinner table, Mai Qi’s attitude toward Mi Tong was incredibly affectionate and amiable, rendering the hundred-plus excuses Mi Tong had prepared completely useless.

It was as if this woman truly believed she and Shang Liwei were a match made in heaven, a couple destined to be together, and was genuinely offering her blessings for their union.

Was this the masterful disguise of an Alpha? Smiling warmly on the outside while plotting your murder on the inside.

Mi Tong trembled in fear.

It was over. She felt like she was about to be stripped of all her assets and kicked out of the house once again.

“Tongtong.” Shang Liwei called her name.

Mi Tong: “!!!”

Like a startled rabbit, her entire back went rigid.

“I’m very sorry for hiding my unemployment from you before. But you don’t need to worry about money. My personal savings are quite substantial, and neither of my parents lacks money. You don’t have to stress about Lili or any of our daily living expenses.”

Shang Liwei spoke with extreme gentleness, projecting a confident and handsome aura.

Although she didn’t say it explicitly, she was operating on the assumption that Mi Tong already knew about her unemployment. This undoubtedly signaled that she knew Mi Tong had been present at Ren Zhong’s house earlier today when she was complaining about it.

Meanwhile, Mai Qi, who was focused on her food, maintained a normal expression and didn’t utter a word of objection.

Mi Tong wasn’t afraid of open conflict, but their completely calm reaction made her feel incredibly uneasy.

Shang Liwei glanced at her sister and teased, “Maggie here is just paranoid because her own Omega cheated on her, so now she thinks everyone is cheating. Let’s drop it; today was just a massive misunderstanding.”

“Isn’t it though?” Mai Qi shrugged. “It felt like playing a thrilling, suspenseful, backstabbing game of Werewolf, only to realize at the end that the people arguing the loudest were just innocent villagers attacking each other.”

Mi Tong didn’t fully understand the analogy, but she did confirm one crucially important piece of information.

She and her cub were safe.

Thank goodness!!!

Right at that moment…

Clang!

Thud!

A series of strange noises echoed from the small house next door.

Shang Liwei and her Ragdoll cat simultaneously craned their necks to peek out the window, completely consumed by nosiness. The scene outside was perfectly peaceful. Seeing nothing, the person and the cat turned their heads back in unison and resumed burying their faces in their food. Truly, like owner, like pet.

Mai Qi, who had never heard this noise before, found it strange and asked, “What’s going on?”

“It’s probably just our neighbor, Captain Ren, doing his upper-body training,” Mi Tong said, seemingly used to it. “He always likes to push himself with extra sets in the gym. Occasionally, his hands slip, and the weights come crashing down.”

Mai Qi inhaled sharply and shook her head. “Disciplined people are terrifying.”

Even as she said this out of admiration, she didn’t bother to control her own appetite, polishing off two bowls of rice with her chicken soup.

…

Meanwhile, at Ren Zhong’s house.

Zhang Qingyuan was firmly pinned to the ground by Ren Zhong.

The kind of pinned where he couldn’t even move half a finger.

He, a strong, adult Alpha with a regular fitness habit, was held down by a temporarily disabled Omega in a wheelchair, completely devoid of any power to resist.

One year of mixed martial arts ultimately lost to ten years of military combat techniques.

The newlywed Omega wife was ready to hand her state-assigned Alpha husband over to the authorities.

Wherever he came from, he was going straight to prison.

Zhang Qingyuan should have noticed the shift the moment Ren Zhong swapped his electric wheelchair for a lighter, manual racing model.

But even if he had noticed, what could he have done?

To prevent him from escaping, the Captain, whose legs couldn’t support his weight, had no choice but to be a bit ruthless, directly dislocating both of Zhang Qingyuan’s shoulder joints.

Hovering above the sleek, high-tech, matte-black exterior of the wheelchair was a Captain with even sleeker combat moves.

Tears welled up in Zhang Qingyuan’s eyes. Not just because his dislocated shoulders hurt, and not just because the wheelchair pressing down on his legs hurt, but because he was drowning in regret.

He regretted this so much!

If he had known this would happen, why had he gone through the exhaustive trouble of contacting an overseas medical equipment team and paying extra to import such a high-performance wheelchair?

In the end, he had just lifted a wheelchair to drop it on his own legs.

Ren Zhong’s voice even sounded a bit lazy, as if taking care of a Zhang Qingyuan required no more effort than blowing away dust. He said methodically, “In a society governed by the rule of law, we can’t extract confessions through torture. Be a good boy and confess everything voluntarily.”

Listen to this! What kind of nonsense was this?!

“You’ve dislocated both my shoulders, and you’re saying this isn’t extracting a confession through torture?” Zhang Qingyuan felt a breath catch in his chest, almost suffocating him.

Ren Zhong continued at the same leisurely pace, “That’s different. Your injuries are the consequence of violently resisting arrest. I wasn’t hitting you while interrogating you. You’re simply undergoing questioning while injured.”

“You are a soldier on leave. You don’t have a search warrant, you don’t have law enforcement authority, and you have no right to interrogate me,” Zhang Qingyuan sneered. “Public servants must follow due process. You’re overstepping your bounds. Why should I submit to your interrogation?”

Ren Zhong scoffed coldly, “Fine, then I’ll just hand you straight over to the authorities who do have the right to question you, and let them deal with you and your little bootleg KFC, knock-off McDonald’s criminal syndicate.”

This was the first time since the founding of KFM that they had been insulted like this!

Just as Ren Zhong pulled out his phone, ready to make the call, Zhang Qingyuan caved.

“I’ll talk.”

There wasn’t much humiliation on his face, only resignation.

“Ask whatever you want to know.” Zhang Qingyuan smiled bitterly. “But please, let me sit up first. My arms are completely useless, I can’t do anything, and I can’t beat you in a fight. Captain, have some mercy and let me catch my breath, alright?”

Ren Zhong released him as requested.

It wasn’t because he believed Zhang Qingyuan had genuinely surrendered or wouldn’t try any tricks; it was because he trusted his own ability to subdue this man again.

“You chose to marry me, and it wasn’t entirely because of the big data matching system, was it?” Ren Zhong stated decisively. “You knew who I was before the matching system even sent you my profile.”

Logically speaking, even with military merits, Ren Zhong’s score in the matching system would be low as an older Omega. Even with his superior pulling strings, the pool of candidates offered to him absolutely shouldn’t have reached someone of Zhang Qingyuan’s caliber.

Just like how Mi Tong didn’t have the qualifications to match with Shang Liwei, but Shang Liwei could express a strong preference to match with Mi Tong.

Zhang Qingyuan must have proactively applied to match with Ren Zhong to even enter his candidate pool.

Zhang Qingyuan nodded, admitting to this. “Correct. Even though I personally had no desire to get married, if I couldn’t escape it, I at least hoped my marriage partner could bring me some benefits.”

“If your goal was a military marriage, why me?” Ren Zhong looked down at him from his vantage point. “There aren’t many people in my age group with a higher rank than mine, sure. But there are plenty of young, starry-eyed Omegas in the military with powerful family backgrounds. Wouldn’t choosing them have been better?”

Zhang Qingyuan leaned awkwardly against the wall, his two arms dangling like overcooked noodles, his facial muscles twitching from the pain.

But he smiled.

“Because I knew… Captain, you would be one of us.”

His usually gentle face contorted, veins bulging.

“Because you, too, want to kill this damn marriage.”