I'm back in 1990

Chapter 1128: A Woman Who Fawns Over Foreigners

Meanwhile, in his suite at the Park Hyatt Hotel, Chen Zhe was standing on the balcony looking at the view of the bay.

Based on his understanding of Chen Qiao, he knew that once the lawyer contacted her, she would definitely not let it go.

This was evident from the multiple phone calls he received earlier. Chen Zhe really didn't want to argue with that woman on the phone; it would be a complete waste of time. That's why he deliberately didn't answer the phone.

A while later, the doorbell rang. Without even guessing, it was Chen Qiao who was standing outside.

Chen Zhe opened the door and, sure enough, saw Chen Qiao standing outside, her face as black as hell and her eyes filled with rage.

"You're not planning to let me in?" Seeing Chen Zhe blocking the doorway and showing no intention of letting her in, Chen Qiao spoke up, her tone quite cold.

Chen Zhe thought for a moment and then stepped aside.

Chen Zhe walked into the room, glanced around, and then sneered, "Not bad! Staying at the Park Hyatt, hiring a lawyer, Chen Zhe, so you came to Australia this time to fight me for custody?"

Chen Zhe opened the door wide, walked to the sofa and sat down. He looked at Chen Qiao calmly and said, "It's not about fighting for custody, it's about taking it back. Chen Wuhen is my son, and I have the right to take back custody of him."

Chen Qiao glared angrily at Chen Zhe: "What right do you have? I've been taking care of him all these years, cooking for him, doing his laundry, and you only come once or twice a year. What gives you the right?"

This time, Chen Zhe had no intention of backing down, nor would he back down. Changing Chen Wuhen's surname had crossed his bottom line.

"Why should I? Because I'm his father."

He then questioned, "Chen Qiao, I have another question for you. Have I never been late with the child support payments I've given you all these years? Please tell me, why did Wuhen only attend one public school? And to ensure Wuhen's education, I also give you an extra sum of money for education every year. Where did you spend that money?"

Chen Qiao's gaze flickered for a moment, but she quickly regained her firm stance: "What do you mean? You think I squandered the money? Chen Zhe, you need to have a conscience! You know how high the cost of living is here, don't you?"

Chen Zhe looked at Chen Qiao and said, word by word, "Chen Qiao, when we first divorced, I gave you 6,000 Australian dollars in child support every month. Later, I voluntarily increased it to 10,000 Australian dollars, and I also gave you an additional 40,000 Australian dollars in education funds every year. I also paid the property taxes. Even if the cost of living in Australia is high, this money is more than enough for you to live comfortably. Now you're living in the house I bought, and you're telling me that the money I gave you isn't enough?"

Chen Qiao opened her mouth, but for a moment she didn't know what to say.

Chen Zhe continued, "Wuhen is fifteen this year. Look at what he's become! What's that on his ear? Can't you see that weird hairstyle? And he can't even speak Chinese. Is this what you call quality Western education?"

Chen Qiao argued, "That's because he grew up here and doesn't need to use Chinese."

Chen Zhe had no intention of listening to Chen Qiao's explanation. When Chen Wuhen was young, this woman insisted on teaching him to speak in English, which meant that Chen Wuhen couldn't understand Chinese from a young age. He had expressed his objection at the time, but this woman simply wouldn't listen to him.

So Chen Zhe didn't want to hear any more of this. He stood up and said, "Chen Qiao, I know what kind of person you are. Don't say anything more to me. I'll give you my stance: as long as you give me custody, I will give you some money as compensation. Besides, you've already remarried, so it's not appropriate for Chen Wuhen to stay with you."

Chen Zhe had always been submissive to Chen Qiao, which gave Chen Qiao the illusion that he could be manipulated at will. This was also the reason why she dared to come to his door to question him.

But to her surprise, this time Chen Zhe changed his previous attitude of retreating and compromising, and became tough, directly wanting to take custody of her.

Actually, Chen Zhe's offer was already quite good, and Chen Qiao was still somewhat tempted. Chen Zhe was right about one thing: she was already remarried, and it was indeed inconvenient for her to bring Chen Wuhen along.

But she just couldn't swallow this insult. This man had always been subservient to her, and now he dared to treat her like this; it was simply outrageous.

So, enraged, she roared, "Chen Zhe, you bastard! I raised our son with so much hardship, and now you're trying to reap the benefits? Let me tell you, no way! You want to sue me? I'll go with you. I want to see how the judge rules. Let me tell you, this is Australia, not China."

Chen Zhe didn't want to waste any more words with her: "We'll see."

The two were locked in a stalemate, each pointing at the other's strength.

Just then, Huang Xiaochuan walked into the room. The door wasn't closed, so he entered without any trouble.

As soon as he saw Chen Qiao, he knew why Chen Zhe hadn't closed the door.

He casually remarked to Chen Qiao, "Chen Qiao! Long time no see, you've changed a lot!"

Upon seeing Huang Xiaochuan, Chen Qiao immediately guessed what had happened, and her expression turned even more unpleasant.

Upon seeing Huang Xiaochuan, Chen Qiao immediately guessed what had happened, and her expression turned even more unpleasant.

Of course she knew who Huang Xiaochuan was and how much power he wielded. If he interfered in the custody battle, then she would basically have no chance of winning.

She snorted coldly: "So that's why Chen Zhe is like this. It turns out that Huang Dafuhao is backing him up. You men are all the same. You think you can bully people just because you have money and power."

Huang Xiaochuan glanced at Chen Qiao disdainfully: "So what if I bullied you?"

Chen Qiao was stunned when Huang Xiaochuan confronted her so directly.

Huang Xiaochuan didn't care whether she could handle it or not. He said to Chen Zhe, "What's the point of talking to her? This kind of person is obsessed with foreigners. Foreigners are her ancestors. In that case, let those foreign lawyers talk to her."

Chen Qiao knew she wouldn't get away with staying, so she stormed towards the door. When she reached the doorway, she stopped without turning back, but uttered a harsh threat: "Chen Zhe, if you really dare to sue, I'll make your son say in court that he doesn't want to go with you. Then we'll see what you do!"

After saying that, she strode out.

Chen Zhe stood there, his expression complex.

Huang Xiaochuan patted him on the shoulder: "It's okay, leave everything to the lawyer."

Chen Zhe pointed to the door: "Did you hear that? She just now actually..."

Huang Xiaochuan interrupted Chen Zhe, saying dismissively, "So what? Your son is only fifteen years old. At that age, the judge will only take his words as a reference. Besides, the lawyer is already investigating Chen Qiao's financial situation, and there will be results soon. I reckon she must have lost money on her investments."

Chen Zhe nodded. He wasn't worried about losing the case, but rather about whether Chen Wuhen would suffer any psychological trauma as a result.

But if I don't take Chen Wuhen back and let him grow up in this environment, I will feel guilty for the rest of my life.