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I posted my divorce certificate and the agreement for leaving with nothing on social media.

#Starting today, returning to myself#

The news of my divorce and leaving with nothing exploded like a bomb in my social circle.

Many familiar friends and family sent me messages, regretting why I wanted a divorce.

I have a well-behaved daughter and a husband who loves me.

I was always the envy of the friends around me.

Yet, among the voices of regret, the firework celebration emoji sent by Wang Xuan's parents stood out.

And Wang Xuan also sent me a new private message.

[Auntie, I heard you left with nothing, got kicked out by your husband. How's life now? Wishing you a happy second marriage and your daughter's health in advance. Oh, by the way, don't let me see your daughter again, or if my mental illness acts up, I might not be able to control myself.]

Not only that, she also attached a photo of a little rabbit that had been shaved and was covered with wounds from abuse.

The little rabbit is my daughter's favorite animal.

I suppressed my urge to kill and posted a second video, which was a severe bipolar disorder diagnosis sheet.

It bore the red seal of a reputable hospital.

#On the first day of stopping medication, suddenly had an urge to kill...#

Forgot to mention, the hospital that stamped my diagnosis is the same one that forged Wang Xuan's mental illness certificate.

Even the doctor was the same one.

In the comment section, Wang Xuan's father mockingly posted as usual: [Forging a mental illness certificate can get you jailed.]

[Are you trying to portray yourself as mentally ill to threaten us?]

I ignored them and went about my own business as usual.

A ten-kilometer run every day without fail, and training in shooting and combat.

I no longer pursued any of the bullying incidents, as if they never happened.

The parents celebrated, thinking they had won.

Life returned to normal.

Just as I was using up my last magazine at the shooting range, I got a call from the police asking me to sign a reconciliation letter at the station. I refused.

I don't need any compensation, nor do I need reconciliation.

The police tried to persuade me earnestly for a long time but ended up calling everyone involved.

When the parents heard I refused to reconcile, they were instantly furious.

[We already agreed to pay, what more do you want?]

[You just want to extort more money, don't you? Well, I won't give you a penny now. Let's see how long you can drag this on!]

The homeroom teacher also blamed me for making a big deal out of it.

[If you keep causing trouble, we'll have to ask your daughter to leave. After all, the school's reputation can't be tarnished by you.]

[People can't be this selfish. No wonder your daughter is going through this. Without a sense of the collective, how can she integrate into the group?]

[You know, I got scolded by the principal for over an hour today. Can you not drag me down just because you want to extort more money? I have to get evaluated for my professional title this year, and if it gets ruined, you'll be responsible!]

[Besides, it's just a couple of hits, was it worth being so fussy?]

I decisively hung up the phone, not wanting to hear his rambling anymore.

Upon hearing I refused to reconcile, Wang Xuan's father called me crazily.

[I'm a lawyer with connections and means! Believe it or not, with one call, I can find out all your details and get people to cyberbully you to death!]

I knew his family had that kind of power, but so what?

I put him on the blacklist.

On the other end, Wang Xuan's parents were sitting on the sofa in their villa, looking at the bright red exclamation mark on WeChat, their faces filled with anger, and then they sent a message.

As he spoke, he picked up the phone and dialed a number.

[I want all the information on Zhang Yiyao's parents!]

Not long after, his phone rang.

"Mr. Wang, we've found it."

"Zhang Yiyao's parents filed for divorce seven days ago. Her mother, Lin Lu, voluntarily gave up all her property, and she resigned her job the next day. In the following days, she... ran with weights every morning and practiced shooting at the range..."

On the phone, the voice was a bit nervous, hesitated for a moment, and then continued: "And... this Lin Lu has killed three people before and was hospitalized for mental illness for ten years..."

"Divorce? Resignation, shooting, mental illness?"

Upon hearing these words, Wang Xuan's father's water cup instantly dropped to the ground...