"I'm back." Lu Yanzhi lowered his head, tapping the tablet with his slender fingers.

He was wearing a white home suit and suit pants, and he exuded a lazy and uninhibited temperament.

But Song Qingyu still smelled a hint of danger from his tone.

Having been with Lu Yanzhi for seven years, she has already figured out his temper.

In the past, when she noticed that Lu Yanzhi was in a bad mood, she would try her best to make him happy.

But now, she doesn't love him anymore. What does Lu Yanzhi's bad mood have to do with her?

Ignoring Lu Yanzhi, Song Qingyu walked upstairs.

Being ignored, Lu Yanzhi looked up and happened to see Song Qingyu's resolute back.

He frowned: "Song Qingyu!"

Song Qingyu seemed not to hear his voice and continued to go upstairs step by step.

Lu Yanzhi stood up and walked behind Song Qingyu in two or three steps. He grabbed Song Qingyu's wrist and said, "I'm talking to you. Can't you hear me?"

Song Qingyu stared at the wrist that Lu Yanzhi had grabbed, and said in a cold voice: "If you want me to stay in Qianye obediently, then treat me like air. Otherwise, I don't mind jumping off the second floor."

Lu Yanzhi looked at the scar on Song Qingyu's forehead that had not completely disappeared, and his eyes were stern.

He held Song Qingyu even tighter: "You know, I never buy into this."

Song Qingyu slowly turned her eyes.

A bright smile appeared on his face.

Like a rose weeping blood.

Of course she knows.

"So, I just want to end it all."

Seeing the determination in her eyes that didn't seem fake at all, Lu Yanzhi frowned fiercely: "Song Qingyu, what do you want me to do so that you can talk to me properly? I can give you the position of Madam Lu that you want right now!"

Song Qingyu broke away from Lu Yanzhi and said, "You still think that I am angry with you for the position of Madam Lu. What else can we talk about?"

Of course Lu Yanzhi knew that Song Qingyu was angry with her not entirely because of the lack of marriage certificate.

But that was the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Moreover, apart from giving her a name, Lu Yanzhi could not think of any other way.

He has been with Song Qingyu for four years, but he has never coaxed Song Qingyu.

I don’t know how to coax her.

"Song Qingyu," Lu Yanzhi tugged at his clothes, his patience almost exhausted by his irritability. "I admit that I ignored your existence in the past. From now on..."

"There will be no future."

Song Qingyu took over Lu Yanzhi's words lightly.

Lu Yanzhi's throat seemed to be strangled by a pair of big hands.

He lowered his head and looked at Song Qingyu. The scene in the restaurant flashed through his mind. The jealousy that had been suppressed all night popped up like mushrooms after rain, squeezing out all his rationality.

"So... it's all for that kid whose hair hasn't even fully grown yet?!"

Song Qingyu was stunned for a moment.

It took a few seconds for her to react, and her gaze gradually became mocking: "You're following me?"

Lu Yanzhi was speechless.

He was indeed following Song Qingyu.

Because he was worried that Song Qingyu would disappear again.

She pulled the corner of her lips: "Lu Yanzhi, listen carefully, it has nothing to do with anyone else. Even if there is only one man left in this world, I will not fall in love with you.

I, Song Qingyu, no longer love you!

Do you understand now?"

Lu Yanzhi's pupils contracted violently.

When he reacted, he heard a loud bang coming from the second floor.

He raised his head and looked at the tightly closed door. His deep, cold eyes were surging like the sea surface blown by a strong wind.

In the room.

After closing the door, Song Qingyu let out a long breath.

There is absolutely no possibility for her and Lu Yanzhi!

Buzz...

The phone in my bag rang.

Song Qingyu took it out and was quite surprised to see that it was a message from Gu Hanxing.

When I clicked on it, it was just a casual chat, asking her how she was doing and whether she was in City A.

This made Song Qingyu feel even more strange.

Still, she replied.

[Well, it's fine. I'm currently in City A. What can I do for you?]

There was no response from the other end.

Song Qingyu didn't think much about it.

He put down his phone and went into the bathroom.

What she didn't know was that at this moment, Gu Hanxing, who was on the other end of the phone, was holding the phone with a rare look of confusion on his face, as warm as spring breeze.

"Mr. Gu," the assistant came in with coffee. Seeing that Gu Hanxing was still in the same posture as he left, he couldn't help but be curious, "Haven't you told Miss Song about the marriage yet?"

Gu Hanxing raised his eyes and answered without any airs, "No."

The assistant has been with him for more than ten years, and their relationship has long gone beyond superior-subordinate.

The assistant put down the coffee: "How about...I should contact Miss Song?"

He went to the Civil Affairs Bureau today to help Gu Hanxing get a divorce certificate, only to find out that the divorce procedures are very complicated now.

The parties involved must go together.

If one party is not present, the divorce procedure cannot be completed.

"No need." Gu Hanxing pressed his forehead.

Unexpectedly, one day Gu Hanxing would actually shoot himself in the foot.

After pondering for a moment, he suddenly thought of something: "This cooperation between Gu and Lu is of great significance. Didn't Lu prepare a celebration banquet?"

The assistant didn't understand why Gu Hanxing suddenly changed the subject, but still answered honestly, "Yes, it seems to be next week. I'll go ask."

Gu Hanxing didn't say anything.

It means tacit consent.

The assistant went out with the phone.

Gu Hanxing was the only one left in the office.

He looked at the photo of the two of them on the marriage certificate, a helpless smile forming on his lips. As he smiled, his gaze couldn't help but fall on Song Qingyu's face.

Their photo was a composite of the photos on their ID cards.

But Song Qingyu's ID photo is not ugly at all.

on the contrary.

Because she was taking an ID photo, the expression on her face was serious, which was completely different from her usual beautiful and elegant temperament. She had a kind of quiet beauty, like a woman from the water towns in the south of the Yangtze River.

Gu Hanxing's long fingers stroked Song Qingyu's photo.

Because of Zhang Lan and Xu Jiaojiao, Gu Hanxing always felt that Song Qingyu was the kind of woman who only knew how to cling and had no self-respect.

But the meeting in Kyoto made him see a kind of tenacious strength in Song Qingyu.

Perhaps, he could take advantage of the celebration banquet to go to City A to meet Song Qingyu and talk to her about the marriage certificate.

Thinking of this, Gu Hanxing smiled and put away the marriage certificate and placed it in the bottom drawer.

City A.

After coming out of the shower, Song Qingyu saw that Gu Hanxing did not reply to the message, so she exited the chat page.

I have to contact the logistics company tomorrow to arrange for the placement of the antiques.

Song Qingyu went to sleep after drying her hair.

So when Lu Yanzhi, who couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, pushed open Song Qingyu's door and saw the sleeping person, his eyes froze again.

Song Qingyu...I'm not kidding, she really doesn't want him anymore!