Song Qiao stood there for a while before turning to look at him. I felt the window inside was open, and the wind blew directly inside. Yet, Song Qiao still felt a bit stifled in her chest.
She took a few deep breaths, and her eyes settled on the man in front of her. Her face didn’t show much expression. She directly said, "Lu Jingchen, let’s get a divorce."
Due to having drunk so water, her voice lost its hoarseness. The woman’s voice was as gentle as ever, each word spoken clearly, directly reaching the man’s ears.
The woman’s sudden words made the man’s pupils contract sharply, as if a knife had slashed his heart. Pain spread instantly throughout his body.
Actually, it wasn’t the first ti he’d heard her ntion divorce. Within less than a year of their marriage, she had ntioned divorce countless tis. But none of those tis had he seen her face so serene, devoid of any emotional fluctuation, as if resolute. He understood that when she spoke this ti, it wasn’t a joke; she really wanted to divorce him.
Inside his heart lay a vast field, a pasture that had blossod ever since he married Song Qiao. At that mont, due to her resolute look and her words, the lush grass on the field imdiately withered, showing no signs of life. All reason and restraint burned away in an instant.
The man tightly clenched his hand into a fist by his side. He fixed his gaze on the woman in front of him. After a long while, he spoke in a near ominous voice, "Song Qiao, I seem to have said that anything is possible, except for divorce. It’s absolutely impossible."
However, Song Qiao appeared indifferent to his words. Her eyes were as clear as a spring, devoid of any emotion. She no longer looked at him but gazed toward the balcony. The balcony door wasn’t closed, and standing at her angle, she could just see the table and chairs placed on the balcony, as well as the flowers on top.
Her rosy lips parted slightly, and her voice was very light, "Do you know? Actually, I regret marrying you quite a lot. You were the best person to and also the worst. I can say that in this marriage, I experienced happiness and sadness. Until last week during our wedding, when Murong Rui said those words, I finally understood why you agreed to marry without a second thought and why, in this marriage, despite your unhappiness, you never divorced ..."
She seed to recall sothing and burst into laughter, although the laughter was very light, giving an ethereal feeling, "In this marriage, I once resented why you couldn’t love , couldn’t treat well continuously. I once hoped we could accompany each other for a lifeti until old age. After all, whether you treated well or not, I found myself falling in love with you in such a short ti."
The man suddenly widened his eyes, staring at her, his lips moved but not a single word ca out.
He never thought Song Qiao would fall in love with him. All along, he thought Song Qiao only liked him at most.
Because Lu Jingchen knew very well that with Song Qiao’s personality, it was hard for her to fall in love with soone. So he had always waited for her to love him, yet hadn’t expected she had long loved him before.
It was about three o’clock at that mont, the sun outside was very strong, casting intense light inside. As he looked at the woman in front of him, he suddenly felt his vision blurred by the dazzling light, yet her voice was incredibly clear, nearly biting every word with clarity.
"Actually, you and Zuo Yuqing are quite a match. Previously when I saw the two of you standing together, I would feel jealous, angry, and even lose my appetite due to emotional distress. But strangely, this ti seeing you and Zuo Yuqing together, I can face it calmly, without any jealousy, no anger, and definitely no emotional distress. Perhaps it’s because... Lu Jingchen, I no longer love you."
Upon hearing her say this, the man seed to understand the reason behind her words. Perhaps it was because he was always by Zuo Yuqing’s side at that ti, including when she was threatened by Chu Munan, he still didn’t hand over Zuo Yuqing, even more, that ti at the Lu Family Mansion, he unhesitatingly jumped into the water to save Zuo Yuqing when she fell into the pool, resulting in her being taken away by Chu Munan...
He actually always knew Song Qiao was soone who could not tolerate any sand in her love, yet he seed to have crossed the line once or twice.
Lu Jingchen suddenly felt as if a crack opened in his heart, allowing the wind to constantly blow in. Especially seeing her face without any emotional fluctuation as she spoke those words, painfully stinging his eyes.
...
In the end, Song Qiao didn’t successfully divorce Lu Jingchen. Just like the man said, he could agree to anything except divorce.
After she said those words, the man didn’t utter a single word. He stood there with a terrible look on his face, confronting himself a few monts before not specifically discussing that topic, as if intentionally avoiding it. He then asked her to go downstairs to eat before he directly left.
Only the door he slamd shut with great force made a loud noise, letting Song Qiao know that he seed to be in an extrely bad mood due to her words, probably filled with anger.
After Song Qiao left the bedroom, she directly went down to the first floor and didn’t see Lu Jingchen. Aunt Chen said he had left directly, and indeed seeing Aunt Chen cook so dishes she liked, she sat down and ate two bowls of rice before leaving, without returning to the troupe. She directly called Song Xi, asking her to return ho after filming herself. Then she took a taxi back to the Mu Mansion.
Returning to the Mu Mansion, Song Qiao saw Elder Mu in the living room playing chess with an old man about his age.
Probably too engrossed in the ga, neither of the elders noticed her return.
Only when Aunt Zhang ca out with snacks and a teapot did she notice Song Qiao changing shoes and exclaid excitedly, "Miss, you’ve returned."
Previously, Elder Mu’s wife was called ’Miss,’ but since Mu Shinian’s mother did those things, under Elder Mu’s direction, Aunt Zhang called her by her full na, while Song Qiao was addressed as ’Miss,’ as it sounded more pleasant.
Due to Aunt Zhang’s words, the two old n withdrew their gaze from the chessboard and looked towards the door. Seeing Song Qiao had returned, Elder Mu spoke with a smile, "Xiaoqiao you’re back, co here, let grandpa introduce a good old friend to you."
The old man opposite Elder Mu appeared to be of the sa age but had less white hair and looked stronger, his expression sowhat more serious than Elder Mu’s.
The old man’s gaze fell on Song Qiao, feeling satisfied as he nodded, "So this is your granddaughter, very nice indeed. I didn’t expect this old fellow to have such a good granddaughter."
Hearing soone praise his granddaughter, Elder Mu felt imnsely proud, his smile widened with greater pride, "Naturally."
As the old man saw Elder Mu’s overly proud deanor, he regretted his words, forcibly suppressing his urge to roll his eyes.
The old man has always given way too much color, hoping to start a dye studio, and given a bit of sunshine, he shines brilliantly. Can’t he be a bit more low-key?
After changing her shoes, Song Qiao walked in with her face much better. She showed a smile, obediently calling out, "Grandpa."
Elder Mu acknowledged with a sound, then spoke, "This is an old friend of your grandpa’s, you can call him Grandpa Chu."
Song Qiao’s gaze fell on the opposite old man, inexplicably feeling a bit familiar. At a glance, she realized he resembled Chu Munan...
Song Qiao’s face suddenly showed a surprised expression, but soon, seeing Grandpa Chu’s smile, she quickly regained her composure and greeted obediently, "Hello, Grandpa Chu."
Grandpa Chu nodded, directly pulling out a rather big red packet from his pocket, handing it to Song Qiao, "Good, since it’s our first eting, I didn’t prepare a gift, so take this to buy sothing, look at how thin you’ve gotten..."
Song Qiao, "..." She felt embarrassed, no longer being a few years or a teenager, yet still received a red packet?
Furthermore, from Grandpa Chu’s look, he seed well-prepared.
Song Qiao, for a mont, didn’t reach out to take it, her lips moved before speaking, "Thank you, Grandpa Chu, but I’m not young anymore, the red packet is..."
Before she could finish, her own grandpa already spoke, "Since your Grandpa Chu gave it to you, just take it. It’s rare for this old fellow who’s like a stingy rooster to give out such a big red packet, don’t refuse."
Hearing this, Grandpa Chu was nearly angered to the point of blowing his beard, dissatisfiedly speaking, "Old fool, what do you an by that? It sounds like I used to be stingy. When was I ever stingy?"
Elder Mu humd, glancing at him, "When were you not stingy before?"
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