When Tang Yige saw the few Chinese characters flickering on the phone screen, her eyes imdiately tightened.
Tang Yige gripped the phone tightly, trying hard to calm her mind, but her hand holding the phone was still trembling slightly.
As the call was about to automatically disconnect, Tang Yige took a sudden breath and answered the phone.
Both sides remained silent for a long while after the connection.
"It’s , Dad," Tang Yuwen began.
"...Hmm." Even with just this one word, it was clear to hear the hoarseness in Tang Yige’s voice.
"Let’s et," Tang Yuwen said.
Tang Yige dryly swallowed her throat, "Is there sothing?"
Tang Yuwen was silent for a long mont and said, "Does a father need a reason to see his daughter?"
"..." But didn’t you kick her out of the house five years ago?
Tang Yige’s eyes were dry and red, a bitter smile tugging at her lips.
This sentence climbed to her throat but was forcibly swallowed back down.
She said, "Where should we et?"
"Co ho," Tang Yuwen said.
"Ho?" Tang Yige’s voice carried confusion and heartache.
Tang Yuwen sighed heavily, "Yige, just co back first, we’ll talk once you’re here."
"...Alright." Tang Yige’s throat lightly trembled.
"Mom and Dad are waiting for you at ho."
Before hanging up, Tang Yuwen said this.
Yige’s tears also began to fall from her eyes.
With trembling fingers, she put the phone back in her bag and almost ran to her car parked by the roadside.
It was as if a child who had been away from ho for many years could finally return, eager and impatient.
...
Rong Sinan still t Tang Ruan at the usual café.
This ti, Tang Ruan not only wasn’t late but arrived earlier than Rong Sinan.
In response, Rong Sinan simply narrowed his eyes briefly before sitting opposite Tang Ruan.
Tang Ruan still dressed simply and elegantly, wearing a white t-shirt and jeans, with her long hair draped over her shoulders, and a strand tucked behind her ear, giving a sense of well-read gentleness and quiet grace.
"I ordered you a black coffee," Tang Ruan began.
Rong Sinan glanced at the steaming coffee in front of him and looked plainly at Tang Ruan, going straight to the point, "Sign it."
Rong Sinan placed the docunt in his hand on the table, speaking coldly.
Tang Ruan’s face suddenly turned pale, her hands on the table slightly stiffened, eyes hurriedly scanning the docunt, gazing anxiously at Rong Sinan, "Sinan, I don’t want to, I don’t want a divorce."
"After the divorce, the villa at Beisheng will be yours, plus two billion in assets," Rong Sinan said.
"...Sinan, why? Why must we divorce? Have you forgotten the vows we made at our wedding? No matter rich or poor, health or sickness, nothing can separate us." Tang Ruan spoke emotionally as tears rolled down.
Rong Sinan coolly looked at Tang Ruan’s tear-streaked face, remained silent for a while, and then spoke, "Do you really not know why I’m divorcing you?"
"Sinan, I know whatever I say now you won’t believe. But I wasn’t the mastermind behind Momo’s incident..."
"Even if you weren’t the mastermind, you were an accomplice!" Rong Sinan’s voice suddenly grew fierce.
Tang Ruan’s frail shoulders trembled, her tears fell more intensely, "Yes, yes, I did indeed out of jealousy consider dealing with Momo, but but I only thought about it. At that ti, Fu Mulan invited over, she hated Momo more than I did, suggested to get rid of Momo, I thought she wasn’t serious, so I went along and said a few things. Who would have thought, who would have thought she really ant it, and killed Momo’s grandfather, and caused the car accident. Sinan, believe , this is the truth, not what Mo Chen thought. I don’t care what others think, but you are different, you are my husband, my world, I care about your thoughts."
Listening to her, Rong Sinan remained calm and said, "Sign the papers."
"Sinan, sob..."
Tang Ruan cried, stood from her seat, walked over to Rong Sinan, crouched down, placed her hands on his legs, "Sinan, believe , I beg you to believe , please?"
Rong Sinan looked down at Tang Ruan, "Do you believe the words you’re saying?"
"..." Tang Ruan paused.
Rong Sinan furrowed his brow, moved Tang Ruan’s hands from his legs, "Sign it."
"No, I won’t sign it!"
Tang Ruan abruptly stood up, emotions highly agitated, stared fiercely at Rong Sinan, "I absolutely won’t divorce you!"
This ti of morning, the café wasn’t very crowded, but had so people.
Tang Ruan’s commotion successfully drew attention from other café patrons.
Rong Sinan’s brows furrowed deeper, "If that’s the case, we’ll et in court."
With that, Rong Sinan rose to leave.
"Don’t go, Sinan, don’t go." Tang Ruan softened again, pulling at Rong Sinan’s arm, pleading through tears.
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