At the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Yang Le was wearing a short-sleeved shirt bought from the stall. She looked down at the divorce certificate in her hand with mixed feelings.

Since he was a child, he had been called an illegitimate child by the world and had been looked down upon and mocked.

Her mother had been warned by her grandfather, so she did not dare to tell anyone about her father. Even if she told him, he could only hide it in his heart.

Because Yang Le had never been recognized by her father and grandfather, the Yang Family in Jingcheng City was a famous big family in China. For the sake of reputation, they had to hide the truth.

When Yang Le grew up, not only did she not give her mother any face, but she was even more shameful.

He went to the Song family to be a live-in son-in-law.

After the illegitimate child was the three-year-old son-in-law.

In the past three years, he had lived in the eyes of the Song family and the world every day.

After the son-in-law, he was kicked out of the house by his mother-in-law and wife today.

"In order to wash away the humiliation that my mother and I have suffered, and to prove that I am not a good-for-nothing, I have studied medicine with my master for three years, but I have had enough of the Song family's ridicule and humiliation."

"I didn't even touch the edge of my wife's bed, and my mother-in-law disliked me and insisted that my wife divorce me. I'll divorce her. Whoever leaves me can't live."

"It's a pity that I failed to live up to my master's expectations and can't continue to be a disciple."

Yang Le shook his head gently and sighed. His master, Zhang Jincheng, had accepted him as a disciple and taught him medical skills, on the premise that he should be the son-in-law of the Song family.

Because his wife, Song Xin, was the daughter of Zhang Jincheng, and Zhang Jincheng was the son-in-law of the last generation of the Song family. The whole Jiangzhou was famous for being a pushover, and he listened to Song Xin's mother.

Now that Yang Le and Song Xin were divorced, his mother-in-law was determined to drive Yang Le away. Of course, she would not let Zhang Xingcheng be Yang Le's master.

"The Song family has two generations of sons-in-law. They are the useless master and disciple in the eyes of the world. Finally, we don't have to embarrass ourselves together."

Yang Le laughed at herself, although her heart was full of bitterness, she also felt relieved.

"How can you still laugh?" Song Xin stood beside Yang Le, holding the divorce certificate tightly and staring at Yang Le with her perfect profile. Her white and tender face seemed to be covered with a layer of blue frost, and her eyes seemed to be burning.

Yang Le shrugged and smiled as if nothing had happened. She glanced at Song Xin, who was standing there gracefully.

This wife, who had just divorced, should be called ex-wife now. She had never been kind to him, let alone let him climb into her bed.

She had a graceful figure and an enchanting figure. There was almost no flaw on her delicate and cold face. Moreover, she had graduated from the highest academy in China and was the dream goddess of countless men in Jiangzhou.

She was cold by nature. Her eyes were cold, and her pretty face was cold. She gave people a feeling that she was cold from the bones to the face. She kept people thousands of miles away and prevented men from getting close to her.

Three years ago, everyone in the world was surprised that such an excellent woman got married without any warning. The man, Yang Le, was still an illegitimate child with nothing, and he was a dead man.

A flower was inserted into the cow dung.

Song Xin's face was dull. She felt ashamed that she could not wash it away for the rest of her life, and she did not treat Yang Le well. She forced Yang Le to sleep on the floor for three years.

To her surprise, it was her mother who had chosen Yang Le to marry her three years ago, and now it was also her mother who wanted her to divorce.

At that time, her mother, Song Bai, really thought that Yang Le was a good-for-nothing and easy to control, so he asked Yang Le to be his son-in-law.

However, Song Baizhen soon found that Yang Le was not a good-for-nothing. On the contrary, she was very smart and slippery. She did not listen to Song Baizhen at all.

In the eyes of Song Baizhen and Grandpa Song Xin, this was intolerable.

The Song family needed an absolutely obedient son-in-law!

After a full meal every day, he would be a tool for the Song family to inherit the family's medical skills, which was the function of the Song family's heir son-in-law.

As long as the Song family was useless, the more useless they were, the better. They also had to endure the ridicule of their relatives and the world.

A good-for-nothing who lived off a woman should know how to put on a smiling face despite being despised.

"If you behave well in front of my mother, why do you have to do this? How dare you smile?" Song Xin was very angry, and her eyes were full of disgust and contempt.

Her face was full of coldness and arrogance, as if she still regarded herself as the queen of Yang Le.

But she didn't see Yang Le regretting her divorce at all. She didn't hear Yang Le begging for her forgiveness like a licking dog.

Yang Le seemed to have just come out of prison, looking relaxed and comfortable.

"After leaving my house, you just learned some superficial medical skills from my dad. You will never be able to turn over in this life. You will never find a woman like me to be your wife. It's a blessing for you to find another woman who is as ugly as a toad."

Song Xin was so angry that her delicate body was trembling. Looking at Yang Le's indifferent look, she really wanted to slap this good-for-nothing to death.

Yang Le casually stroked her chin, her eyes fixed on the front and back of her breasts. She said with a playful smile, "What does it have to do with you? We are divorced. Do you want to take away my first night? If so, I can accompany you tonight."

Song Xin's face turned livid, and her snow-white teeth bit her lips tightly. Her eyes were as cold as cold arrows.

What a shameless scum!

From marriage to divorce, it had been three years, but she couldn't find any advantage in this trash with a microscope.

"Shameless! I will never have that kind of relationship with you!" Song Xin had not accepted Yang Le for three years. How could she have such an idea now?

Although she knew that Yang Le was deliberately provoking her with words, she still couldn't stand it. She said in a cold voice, "One day, you will regret it. You will come to my mother and swear to be an obedient son-in-law, begging for a re-marriage with me."

"Even if someone asks for it, it will only be you." Yang Le snorted and looked indifferent.

"In your dreams!" Song Xin's beautiful eyes glared at Yang Le as she turned and left.

Yang Le shook her head and sneered. She took a taxi back to Song Xin's house, which had been lined up with villas for more than 20 years.

As one of the top three families in Jiangzhou, the Song family was not very wealthy, but they thought highly of themselves. Song Bai had always looked down upon those who lived in the community.

Yang Le was ready to say goodbye to her master, and then left with her things.

But when he opened the door of the study, his face suddenly changed. He saw his master sitting on the chair with a painful look, trying hard to write something with his own hands, and his face turned dark.

She looked like she had been poisoned!

"Master, I'll take you to the hospital." Yang Le was sweating. She walked around the desk and was about to carry her master on her back.

Zhang Jincheng looked terrible and tried to say, "This poison is called White Soul Powder. It's extremely poisonous. It can't last more than five minutes. It's too late to go to the hospital to wash your stomach."

Yang Le broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly poured a basin of cold water for Zhang Jincheng. Then he pressed his hand on his belly and let Zhang Jincheng spit out the water.

"I made the white soul powder myself. It can't be saved. I'll tell you what will happen next!" Zhang Xingcheng supported himself with his arms and looked at the door warily.

Yang Le was cynical and frivolous, but she knew how to repay others' kindness.

In this world, the only person who was really good to him was his mother or his master who taught him medical skills. Now that his master was in danger, Yang Le would not sit by and do nothing. He held back his tears and roared, "No, hurry up and rush into your stomach. You can still save him!"

"Stop, listen... Listen to me. I, I can't make it. It's too late!" Zhang Jincheng said in a low voice, pointing to the teacup on the table. "The tea was brought in by Song Xin, but I can't believe that I will die in Song Xin's hands..."

Yang Le's vision darkened and his face darkened.

Song Xin!

Before the divorce, she was still his wife. How could she be so vicious that she poisoned her father with poison?

"No, she won't. She definitely doesn't know that the tea is poisonous." Yang Le's voice was trembling, and her eyes were full of fear. Her whole body was shivering, and there was a layer of goosebumps.

"I want you to investigate this matter thoroughly. I don't want to die in my daughter's hands." Zhang Jincheng's voice was full of pain and tears. He held the teacup tightly with one hand. "I only knew two years ago that she was not my biological daughter, but I brought her up since she was a child. I still treat her as my own daughter!"

Yang Le seemed to have been struck by lightning. Looking at the middle-aged live-in son-in-law of the Song family, he was almost at the end of his life.

Just now, he never believed that it was Song Xin who did it, but now he was not sure.

Song Xin listened to her mother's words. It was not impossible to divorce him first, and then go home to poison Zhang lost.

After three years of marriage, Yang Le had been tempted by Song Xin's beauty. Her vicious character had always made Yang Le scared.

"I promise you to investigate the mastermind. I must find out whether Song Xin is a participant or a mastermind, or if she has nothing to do with it." Yang Le's hands were trembling.

No matter how beautiful a woman was, he would never forgive her for killing his father!

If Song Xin knew that the tea was poisonous, what kind of vicious and cruel woman was she?

What if Song Xin also brought him a cup of poisonous tea? He would definitely die.

If she had been murdered by her wife before the divorce, then she would have been murdered by her ex-wife after the divorce.

"Just because she is not your biological daughter, she won't kill you, will she?" Yang Le still wanted to defend Song Xin.

"It's hard to say with Song Bai's help." Zhang Jincheng smiled bitterly and said in a low voice, "I tried to kill Song Bai's true lover with the White Soul Powder last month, but failed. This woman may want to get rid of me."

"I was negligent and let Song Bai know that I mastered a medical formula. She asked for it several times, but she failed. This may be another motive to kill me."

Zhang Jincheng leaned on the table and whispered weakly, "On the west hillside of Yunxia Mountain in the north of the city, there is a big pine tree, and there is a big stone under the tree. There is a medical formula buried on the east side of the big stone. After I die, you should dig out the medical formula and study it carefully."

"Song Bai's real goal is very likely!" Yang Le's eyes were burning with anger. "Song Bai can forget about this medical formula for the rest of his life!"

Zhang Jincheng gasped for breath and said weakly, "My biological daughter is Song Zixuan. She is now forced by the Song family to marry a son-in-law. Besides, Song Ping and the old man seem to have other plans. You are divorced. Go and be the son-in-law first. Don't let anyone hurt her. Take good care of Zi Xuan."

"Remember, when you and Zi Xuan are strong enough, you can get rid of the control of the Song family and let Zi Xuan recognize me as her father. Only then can I smile brightly."

Hearing this, Yang Le was struck dumb as if he had been struck by lightning.

Song Zhixuan was Song Xin's cousin, Song Ping's mother was Song Baizhen's younger sister. Her father was as rich as Zhang Jincheng, and he was also a live-in son-in-law.

The women of the Song family, regardless of whether they were of the second or third generation, would only choose to be a live-in son-in-law. They would never marry anyone else. This was the Old Master of the Song family's order.

Because Old Master Song attached great importance to the medical skills passed down from the ancestors of the Song family for more than a dozen generations, he wanted to cultivate the heir of the family. If one of them was not enough, the more, the better. He would be granted different skills according to his talent.

Therefore, being a live-in son-in-law of the Song family, he had a very low status and was just a tool for giving birth to heirs.

Even between the two sons-in-law of the same low status, something unexpected happened. Song Zixuan was the daughter of Zhang Jincheng, and her mother, Song Ping, had already had an affair with Zhang Jincheng.

"And you want me to be a live-in son-in-law of the Song family? Is this my fate?" Yang Le muttered to himself. Even if he was unwilling to be a son-in-law, even if he was not as good as a pig or dog, he could only agree to the risk of being cuckolded at any time.

How could he not listen to his master's last words?

However, she had just divorced Song Xin. As Song Xin's cousin, how could Song Zhixuan accept it?

Yang Le was about to say something when he saw his master's mouth bleeding. He raised his finger with difficulty and pointed at the door. His eyes showed anger, and then he fell down softly and died of anger.

A charming middle-aged woman in fashionable clothes opened the door and stood at the door. She looked at Zhang Jincheng with a gloomy face. It was Song Baizhen.

"Master!" Yang Le burst into tears.

Song Baizhen's eyes were full of resentment. He carefully walked to Zhang lost's side and checked his face. Suddenly, he shouted, "Yang Le, you poisoned your master!"