The moment Yang Qiaoqiao saw Jiang Yiran's face clearly, many fragments of memories flooded her mind.

The figure she vaguely saw at the Li family charity auction, the figure she and Huo Beixiao saw when the driver took them to the scene of a gang fight and they swam out of the sea to be surrounded and attacked by those gang members.

And the figure she saw entering and leaving Huo Beixiao's room at the Gangcheng Hotel was Jiang Yiran!

Zhou Yang broke free from Huo Beixiao's hand and rushed towards Yang Qiaoqiao, calling out, "Sister Qiaoqiao..."

Even when Zhou Yang was pinned against the wall by Huo Beixiao during their fight, he didn't panic at all.

When he saw Yang Qiaoqiao, he was so flustered that he didn't know what to do with his hands and feet, and even his eyes turned red.

"Sister Qiaoqiao...you've been wronged..."

Yang Qiaoqiao patted Zhou Yang on the shoulder, "Yangyang, I'm fine."

But her gaze was fixed on Jiang Yiran, and she walked straight toward Jiang Yiran step by step.

However, as she walked past Zhou Yang, she whispered to him, in a voice so low that only the two of them could hear, "Go call the police."

Zhou Yang's eyes lit up immediately. How could he be so stupid as to fight with Huo Beixiao here?

They all forgot that Jiang Yiran is still a wanted criminal by the police. Why not just hand her over to the police? There's no need for him to do it himself.

Jiang Yiran had suffered countless losses at Yang Qiaoqiao's hands throughout her life. Seeing Yang Qiaoqiao staring at her and walking towards her step by step, she was still a little scared.

Instinctively, she panicked and backed away, "Yang Qiaoqiao, what do you want to do? Don't come any closer..."

Just as Yang Qiaoqiao was about to approach Jiang Yiran, Huo Beixiao suddenly stepped forward and blocked Jiang Yiran's way.

"Yang Qiaoqiao..."

"Smack!"

Before Huo Beixiao could even speak, Yang Qiaoqiao slapped him across the face.

Her gaze, as cold as an icy blade, fell on Huo Beixiao's face.

Before meeting Jiang Yiran, she would occasionally have a moment of madness and make up all sorts of excuses for Huo Beixiao.

But the moment she saw Jiang Yiran, her heart died completely.

"Huo Beixiao, you disgust me!"

Yang Qiaoqiao slapped Huo Beixiao with all her might, making Huo Beixiao's face turn to the side.

Upon hearing Yang Qiaoqiao's words, he felt a sudden, sharp pain in his heart for some reason.

But the next moment, a surge of intense anger welled up inside him.

For a fleeting moment, he even considered grabbing Yang Qiaoqiao by the neck and questioning her.

But in the end, he couldn't bring himself to do it. He just looked at her coldly and said, "Yang Qiaoqiao, you used such despicable means to force me to marry you. How dare you call me disgusting?"

Yang Qiaoqiao: ...

"Heh, heh heh..."

She laughed in anger. She thought she had made clear enough about her marriage exchange with Jiang Yiran, but she never expected Huo Beixiao to bring it up again.

She didn't know what had happened between Huo Beixiao and Jiang Yiran during the days he was missing in Hong Kong.

She didn't want to pursue the matter any further.

She suddenly felt that her relationship with Huo Beixiao was really exhausting.

Even if Huo Beixiao had saved her life back then, she had done everything in her power to get him out of prison when he was in trouble, which was a way of repaying his kindness.

She didn't want to say anything more to Huo Beixiao, so she took out the divorce agreement that she had her lawyer prepare and handed it to Huo Beixiao, saying, "Sign this, sign it, go get the marriage certificate, and from now on we'll go our separate ways."

Huo Beixiao frowned deeply as he looked at Yang Qiaoqiao's cold and resolute expression.

At that moment, he felt as if his entire chest cavity had been hollowed out, his chest felt empty and chilled to the bone.

He took the divorce agreement from Yang Qiaoqiao, glanced at it, and said decisively, "I don't agree."

Jiang Yiran, who was standing behind him, had just started to light up her eyes, but when she heard his words, they quickly dimmed again.

She rolled her eyes, about to say something to urge Huo Beixiao to get a divorce quickly.

Then Huo Beixiao said, "I've said it before, we'll get a divorce, but I'm not giving you any of the children."

"Fine." Yang Qiaoqiao snorted coldly, "Since you want to fight for custody of the child, then go ahead and sue!"

Originally, she thought that if Huo Beixiao was willing to sign directly, then their assets would be under their own names, and she wouldn't argue about it.

Now that Huo Beixiao disagrees, let's fight for it!

Jiang Yiran tugged at Huo Beixiao's sleeve at this moment, "Brother Beixiao..."

Before Jiang Yiran could even speak, Zhou Yang excitedly led a small team of police officers rushing up.

As soon as the police entered the building, they immediately pulled out their guns and pointed them at Jiang Yiran, shouting, "Hands up, don't move!"

Jiang Yiran was so frightened that her face turned deathly pale, and all color drained from her face.

The next moment, she fainted.

*

As Huo Beixiao watched Jiang Yiran, who had fainted from fright, being taken away by the police, his mind was filled with images of the emaciated Jiang Yiran being led to the execution ground. A sudden surge of guilt almost overwhelmed him.

In an instant, he lost all reason, his eyes practically spitting fire as he stared at Yang Qiaoqiao. "Yang Qiaoqiao, not only are your methods despicable, but you're also so ruthless?"

Yang Qiaoqiao met his gaze. "Yes, I'm despicable and vicious, so you should quickly sign the agreement and divorce me."

Only after the divorce is over can you legitimately try to win back Jiang Yiran.

Huo Beixiao gritted his teeth and said to Yang Qiaoqiao in a firm tone, "I won't let anything happen to her!"

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