Chapter 92 Fickle

After saying these three words, she looked up at him and suddenly saw that his facial features seemed a little stiff, his thin lips were pursed until they turned slightly white, his dark eyes stared at her without blinking, and his protruding finger bones were tense. There was actually no emotion on his face, but Yu Nian seemed to see a hint of absent-mindedness and hurt in his eyes.

——He seemed to feel that she shouldn't treat him like this.

The study was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Ji Yanxing lowered his eyes and looked at her calm and indifferent face, as if "divorce" was just a very common thing for her, so she could easily say it.

His first reaction was not anger but confusion. Didn't she love him?

If you love him, why would you want to divorce him?

Is it because of not enough love?

Because there is only a little love, it is easy to give up?

His eyes were slightly dazed, his Adam's apple rolled with difficulty, and his black eyes looked at her, as if waiting for her to give him an answer.

Seeing his eyes tremble slightly but then gradually calm down, Yu Nian curled her fingers, leaned back in her chair and looked at him, "If you are not satisfied with my divorce conditions, you can put forward your own conditions. If they are reasonable, I will try my best to meet them."

She could play dumb when she didn't know before, but after seeing in her grandfather's study how much benefit the Yu family had gained because of the Ji family in recent years, she couldn't pretend to be ignorant anymore.

If he needed her to "compensate" him for his efforts over the past few years, she would try her best to convince her grandfather to meet his conditions.

After she finished speaking, she looked at him, and seeing that he still said nothing, she had no choice but to continue, "Although our beginning was just an exchange of interests, I have been very happy for these four years. Let's part ways in peace, and this can be considered a perfect marriage."

After she finished speaking, Ji Yanxing finally spoke: "Why divorce?"

Yu Nian took out a ring from the drawer and placed it in front of him. "The ring was given to me by Ji Feihe. He said it was given to him by Meng Ziyun."

Ji Yanxing looked at the ring on the table, his eyes trembled, "When did you get this ring?"

“With the photo.”

"You had planned to divorce me at that time?"

Yu Nian closed his eyes and shook his head, "I just had the thought of divorce."

Ji Yanxing lowered his eyes to look at her. He was wearing home clothes, a black T-shirt and casual pants, which made him look gentler and more gloomy than usual. He said in a hoarse voice, "I was sick some time ago and had a severe fever. When I woke up, I found that my ring was missing. I have been asking the hospital to look for it."

Yu Nian knew that he was sick and originally planned to go and take care of him, but she was too busy at that time, so he didn't let her go, saying it was just the flu, a minor thing, and he would be well in a few days.

Regardless of whether what he said was true or false, Yu Nian no longer wanted to pursue the matter, nor did she want to find out why he didn't even tell her that the ring was lost.

"Meng Ziyun did come to the hospital to see me, but she only stayed for less than ten minutes before leaving. If you don't believe this, you can go and watch the hospital's surveillance." Ji Yanxing looked at her without any desire to ask further questions, his Adam's apple rolling with difficulty, "I didn't tell you before because I thought I could find it back in a short time. I have been looking for our wedding ring, and I don't think losing the wedding ring is a small matter."

Yu Nian looked into his eyes, tiredness hidden between his brows, "Look, when you encounter something, you always think it's for my good and don't tell me. This time it was Meng Ziyun and Meng Qing, what about next time?"

After a pause, she twitched her lips in self-mockery, "Do I have to worry forever about whether my husband is hiding a woman outside that I don't know about?"

Ji Yanxing's eyes flickered, his larynx rolled, and he was silent for a few seconds before he said in a hoarse voice: "So this is why you want a divorce? Because I didn't tell you these things?"

"No," Yu Nian took off the ring on her left ring finger and placed it next to his ring, her tone calm and indifferent, "I want a divorce only because I realized that you don't meet my expectations of a husband."

Ji Yanxing tightened his finger bones and looked down at the two plain rings that were so simple that they barely had any sense of existence placed together. They were as casual and simple as when he gave them to her. His throat seemed to be strangled by someone, and a feeling of suffocation enveloped him, making it impossible for him to breathe.

He had considered countless possible answers for her. He thought she would say that she minded the existence of Meng Ziyun and Meng Qing, or that he was hiding something from her, or that he always kissed her forcefully... Sometimes when his emotions were out of control, he would want to kiss her forcefully, because kissing her could calm him down.

But she said that she didn't want him because he didn't meet her expectations of a husband.

What is her ideal husband like? Gentle? Considerate? Honest? Humorous?

The figure of Lu Yuchen suddenly flashed before Ji Yanxing's eyes. She liked being friends with Lu Yuchen. Was it because Lu Yuchen had the qualities she expected?

A faint self-mockery suddenly emerged in her heart, and then an unreasonable resentment surged up. He didn't meet her expectations? Who did? Lawrence Lu? She wanted to find a man like Lawrence Lu, a man who met her expectations of a husband, and then replace him.

Replace him? Holding hands and kissing another person, smiling at another person, or even something more intimate, loving another man? As soon as this thought came out, Fei's thin lips pursed tighter. After the extreme tension, he quickly regained his composure, unusually calm. He looked at her indifferently with his black eyes, sat down on the chair opposite her, took out a cigarette box from his trouser pocket, pinched a cigarette and bit it between his lips.

His bony fingers flicked the lighter, a blue flame lit up, he lowered his head to light the cigarette, took a deep puff, the clear smoke blurring his face.

The smell of tobacco spread in the study. Yu Nian's heart tightened as she watched him put down the cigarette. He held the cigarette in one hand and casually flipped through the divorce agreement she had written with the other hand. She didn't know if he had read it or not, and he threw it back on the table without any hesitation.

"We've been married for four years," he said in a dull tone, as if chatting, "I remember before we got the marriage certificate, I reminded you more than once that I didn't plan to divorce after this marriage, huh?"

Yu Nian closed her eyes and thought about how he had said this many times before they got married, and even emphasized it again before entering the Civil Affairs Bureau. But she was quite confident at that time, thinking that he could fall in love with her, and that they would be as loving as their parents.

She never regretted her choice. Even if she had the chance to do it all over again, she would still marry him. Otherwise, this obsession would accompany her for the rest of her life.

If you are wishful thinking, you must be willing to accept defeat. At least the stubborn girl has no regrets now.

Seeing his dull expression, Yu Nian continued in a slow voice, "No one plans to divorce when they get married. When I got married, I really planned to spend my whole life with you. Now that I am getting divorced, I really don't want to continue with you."

Ji Yanxing raised his eyelids and laughed sarcastically: "Are you always so fickle?"