Chapter 145 may not have started well, but hopefully it will end well.

Ye Yu burst out of the door first, his body radiating a fierce aura as he walked up to Xie Jinghuai.

"Xie Jinghuai, how dare you come looking for Ayuan?"

Ye Yu stared intently into the man's gloomy phoenix eyes, letting out a cold laugh, "Your face is too thin to be on your face, you should stick it to your chest, it could be a bulletproof vest!"

Xie Jinghuai's intense gaze locked onto Ye Yu's face, which was now contorted with rage. "What are you doing here?"

Ye Yu curled his lips into a smile that could infuriate anyone. "President Fu invited me here. What, are you jealous?"

The man's cheekbones bulged, and he secretly clenched his fist.

Fu Chenzhou brought his wife to his home and also called Ye Yu, who had impure motives towards Jiang Shiyuan. What exactly did he want to do?

Does he want to gather all the men who are interested in his wife together to play cards?!

Xie Jinghuai laughed angrily, "Jealous of what? Jealous of your immoral behavior of coveting married women, or jealous of your shameless philandering?"

The air was thick with the atmosphere of fierce competition.

Ye Yu raised an eyebrow, unconvinced. "Tch, a person doesn't have to be great, just better than you, Xie Jinghuai. You wouldn't even help your wife when she was dying, yet you're all lovey-dovey with other women in public. Do you have kidney stones? Can't you see your ugly face in your own gritty urine?"

A scholar can be killed, but not humiliated!

Xie Jinghuai's phoenix eyes were bloodshot, and his clenched fists cracked loudly!

Right now, he really wants to pin Ye Yu to the ground and beat him to a pulp.

Then, absolutely no reconciliation!

"Senior brother."

Jiang Shiyuan, wrapped in a pure white thin down jacket, walked over with light steps. "Go wait for me in the car first."

She didn't use a wheelchair; she didn't want to appear weak in front of Xie Jinghuai. Nor did she ever crave his pity.

Ye Yu glared at Xie Jinghuai resentfully, then turned and left with a worried heart.

"What is it? Speak quickly." Jiang Shiyuan met his gaze calmly, her emotions stable.

After all, true heartbreak is never expressed through loud arguments.

"Don't you even have the patience to talk to me properly anymore?" Xie Jinghuai stared at her cold gaze, feeling as if his throat was being choked, making it difficult to breathe.

Jiang Shiyuan, who used to fawn over him as soon as he got home and whose eyes would light up like stars whenever she saw him, now has no light left in her eyes.

Unwilling to accept it.

He was truly unwilling to accept it.

He wanted the light in her eyes to shine for him again.

"Yes."

Jiang Shiyuan's eyes were cold and direct. "I'm already at my limit to be willing to stand here and see you one more time."

After all, we've been married for five years and have a child. Though it didn't start well, I hope it can end well.

"Jiang Shiyuan."

Xie Jinghuai's Adam's apple bobbed; he wanted to apologize, but he had never done so before, and what came out was a defense, "That day at the auction, you called me, and I really didn't answer. If I had..."

"That's enough, it's all in the past, I don't want to hear about it."

Jiang Shiyuan turned her face away, her tone sharp, "If this is all you want to say to me, then please don't open your mouth, because nobody cares."

After saying that, she resolutely turned around.

"Jiang Shiyuan!"

Xie Jinghuai's chest heaved, and he suddenly grabbed her hand and held it tightly.

Jiang Shiyuan's fingers trembled slightly, and a sour feeling welled up in her heart.

This was the first time Xie Jinghuai had taken the initiative to hold her hand.

For the past five years, she has always followed him around like a puppy, always taking the initiative to get closer to him, wanting to be as intimate with him as an ordinary couple.

However, he always took long strides, as if he disliked her and deliberately moved so fast that she couldn't keep up with him.

More than once, Jiang Shiyuan, wearing an apron, would shuffle along, clutching his suit jacket as she followed behind him, her heart pounding with anxiety, and several times she would try to take his hand.

But just as she was about to touch him, he coldly shook her off.

"Xie Jinghuai, let go." Jiang Shiyuan's voice trembled slightly as she tried to pull her hand away.

Suddenly, she felt a chill in her palm.

Xie Jinghuai placed the jade hairpin that was originally given to Lin Zhixin into her hand, covered her hand with his large palm, and slowly closed her slender fingers.

“It was my negligence before. Now, I’m giving it to you.” The man gazed intently at her pale face, hoping for a flicker of emotion in her dull eyes.

For five years, he never gave her a gift, not even on their wedding anniversary or birthday.

Just give her a supplementary black card, and let her swipe it however she likes.

Born into a noble family, he was arrogant by nature and would never go to great lengths to please a woman. He wasn't like Shen Zhantang, who had been through countless romances; he didn't have that kind of free time.

Today, despite some setbacks, this unparalleled hairpin has finally returned to its rightful owner.

Even Lin Zhixin, who was indifferent to fame and fortune, liked it very much. Jiang Shiyuan, who was of humble birth and had never seen such a good thing before, had no reason not to be tempted.

Jiang Shiyuan stared coldly at the hairpin in her palm, as if it were something dirty.

The next second, her beautiful eyes held a captivating smile, a mixture of determination and cruelty, as she raised her hand high and then brought it down heavily.

Snap!

The jade hairpin snapped in two with a snap!

Two hundred million worth of treasures, dropped on the ground, make no sound and become worthless!

Xie Jinghuai's handsome face turned deathly pale instantly, and he roared hoarsely, "Jiang Shiyuan! What are you doing?!"

"That's the question I should be asking you."

Jiang Shiyuan mustered all her strength to shake off his hand, her eyes red as she smiled, "Xie Jinghuai, there are a million ways you can humiliate me, but you chose the most disgusting one."

The man froze, breathing heavily.

"Am I particularly lowly in your eyes? Am I only fit to be secondhand goods that others have tired of playing with? You really have a talent for insulting people."

As he spoke, the smile in Jiang Shiyuan's eyes gradually crumbled.

She felt like crying.

It wasn't that Xie Jinghuai had cruelly betrayed her that she was heartbroken; she was crying for herself, feeling it was all too unworthy.

She loved such a heartless and ungrateful scumbag for so many years, and even almost lost her life for him.

Thankfully, Mom doesn't know any of this, and she never will. Otherwise, how heartbroken she would be, she would cry her eyes out for her foolish daughter.

"Jiang Shiyuan... are you being temperamental with me? Hmm?"

Xie Jinghuai stared at the broken hairpin on the ground with his bloodshot eyes, his internal organs clenching violently. "What do you mean by secondhand goods? Can you stop having such a vivid imagination?"

I've done all this for you, what more do you want from me to be satisfied?!

Jiang Shiyuan took a step back and said in a hoarse voice, "Xie Jinghuai, I'm completely exhausted by you, really."

"I've said it countless times, I didn't answer your call back then. If I had, I would have found you much faster than Fu Chenzhou!"

Xie Jinghuai was breathing heavily, more anxious than ever before. "After the incident, I tried my best to rescue you, but you refused to contact me and kept your whereabouts a complete secret!"

What have you to complain about? Isn't all of this caused by your own willful and reckless behavior?!

What a self-righteous hindsight argument, what a ridiculous victim-blaming theory!

"It has nothing to do with what happened last time. Even without what happened last time, I would not continue to live with you. Because I'm tired."

Jiang Shiyuan's eyes dimmed, and she gently shook her head. "For the past five years, I have carefully tried to please you, tried to reach you on tiptoe, and struggled to maintain this hopeless marriage... To be honest, I've had enough."

Xie Jinghuai's brows furrowed deeply. "I never asked you to cater to me. I never asked you to do any of those things. You were the one who forced yourself to do them!"

"Yes, so I don't want to force myself anymore, is that not okay?"

Jiang Shiyuan lowered her head, looking at the beautiful hairpin that had been broken in two, and a bitter smile appeared on her lips. "Between you and me, it's like this hairpin. Once it's broken, it's broken. It can never be restored to its original state."

In our youth, who hasn't fantasized about a love that's overwhelming and powerful enough to burn through everything?

But what she received was not love, but repeated self-deception and self-humiliation.

Playing with fire.