This slap landed, and she even felt her forearm on the table go numb with pain!
"I don’t want to hear another word of insult towards Yiyi from your mouth, or don’t bla for being rude to you!" Si Nan stared nacingly at Tang Ruan, his cheeks sullen and fierce, speaking each word pointedly.
Tang Ruan covered her mouth in trembling, tears falling like large drops from the corners of her eyes, she glared at Si Nan, took a deep breath, "From the first ti you ntioned divorce, I knew, as long as, as long as our marriage ends, you will certainly go to her.
No matter how cruelly she treated you, you will still forgive her, accept her, again and again.
Because you love her! You love her more than anyone else in this world! What virtue does she, Tang Yige, have?"
Si Nan’s fingers slamd onto the table clenched tightly, making a horrifying crackling sound of joints.
"This ti when I found out you t her in France, I knew you would eventually bring up the divorce to , I, I knew I couldn’t hold onto you anymore." Tang Ruan’s voice was bleak.
"Sign it!"
Si Nan seed to not have heard Tang Ruan speaking, his expression carried a trace of ferocity, and his voice was particularly cold and hard.
Tang Ruan nodded, tears falling continuously, "I will sign it, as long as it’s sothing you ask, I would compromise for you in the end, even if it’s a divorce."
Si Nan narrowed his eyes tightly.
"Si Nan, listen to , Tang Yige really doesn’t love you! Even if you divorce for her, she will ultimately never be satisfied, let alone marry you.
She once told herself, Tang Yige would never marry a cripple like you..."
Si Nan’s face twitched, his eyes bloodshot, staring at Tang Ruan fiercely, in a manner, as if Tang Ruan said one more word she would be torn apart by him!
Tang Ruan swallowed with trembling, said nothing more, picked up a pen stuck in the docunts, bit her lower lip hard, and quickly signed the divorce agreent.
And just the second she finished signing, the docunt under her hand was yanked away strongly by the man, who got up and left the café without looking back.
Tang Ruan clenched the pen in her hand with all her strength, her eyes swollen with mad hatred and unwillingness!
Tang Yige, what right do you have to have everything!
Si Nan, the child...
What right do you have?!
"Tang Yige, I will never let you live better than , never! I will prove to them that I am stronger than you, Tang Yige, I am the final winner!" Tang Ruan suddenly stabbed the pen in her hand into the coffee cup in front of her.
The coffee cup emitted a piercing shatter sound, thick coffee spilled out from the cup.
...
The Tang Family.
After five years, Tang Yige returned to the place she grew up in, all the excitent and happiness on the way there turned to sadness the mont she stepped into her ho.
Zhou Xueran and Tang Yuwen both had aged, it was noticeably visible from their faces.
Especially Tang Yuwen.
Perhaps due to his previous prison experiences, and after he ca out, the forced detoxification, his entire being was lean and haggard, looking at least a decade older than Zhou Xueran.
"Yige, have so fruit, your favorite mangoes and lychees."
Zhou Xueran picked up the fruit platter on the coffee table, eagerly handing it to Yige.
Tang Yige watched Zhou Xueran’s eyes that were red with tears, her heart ached, "Mom, you don’t need to take care of ."
"I’m your mother, taking care of you is my duty."
Zhou Xueran placed the fruit platter back on the coffee table, lifted her hand to wipe her eyes, then peeled a lychee, and brought it to Yige’s mouth, "Eat, child."
Tang Yige appeared very uneasy, she was no longer accustod to receiving their care and concern.
"Mom, you eat, I don’t feel like eating right now." Yige forced a smile, said.
"..."
Zhou Xueran’s hand froze, seeing the hurt erging in Yige’s eyes.
But she said nothing, silently placed the peeled lychees into another clean fruit platter, quietly continuing to peel lychees.
Tang Yige’s eyes turned red and moist.
She had never doubted Zhou Xueran’s love for her.
However, over these many years, there were just too many misunderstandings and misconceptions between them, unwittingly pulling their distance far apart.
Now even if they wanted to explain these misunderstandings and misconceptions, they probably wouldn’t know where to start.
"Yige, have you been well these years outside?" Tang Yuwen spoke hoarsely.
"...Mm." Tang Yige lowered her eyes, not looking at him.
Tang Yuwen watched Yige’s hands twisting on her lap, sighed, "Still blaming Dad for insisting you leave back then?"
Tang Yige remained silent.
To be fair.
No one, standing in Yige’s position, would easily forgive.
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