Chapter 27 Never Married

night.

Jiang Ciyou returned to the Yan family's old house.

The old man is practicing calligraphy in his study.

Yan's mother had just come back from having a make-up done, and Yan's father was trimming flowers and plants in the yard.

Everything is as usual.

As usual, Jiang Ciyou went to the study to practice with the old man and chat with him for a while.

Then he returned to his room and started packing his things.

She plans to move out of here.

In fact, she didn't live in the Yan family's old house every day in the past.

The Yan family has long been accustomed to the fact that they often stay outside.

But this time, she plans to move out completely.

After living here for three years, I still feel reluctant to leave.

The Yan family, in particular, treated her like their own daughter and provided her with shelter when she was at her lowest point in life.

Sometimes she thought that if Yan Feng didn’t come back, it would be nice for her to live like this for the rest of her life with the Yan family.

But since Yan Feng came back.

Everything seemed to be gradually going off track.

Bo Jinxiu was right, Yan Feng would never look back, and she and Yan Feng had already become two parallel lines that would never intersect again.

What's the point of guarding this empty shell?

Perhaps, it's time to let go of the obsession completely.

Start your new life.

Amidst a chaotic stream of thoughts.

The door of the room was pushed open heavily.

Yan Feng's angry figure appeared at the door.

He came up and grabbed Jiang Ciyou's arm and pushed hard.

Jiang Ciyou was squatting and packing his luggage, and was pushed like that and fell to the ground.

"Yan Feng, what are you crazy about?" Jiang Ciyou shouted loudly without showing any mercy.

"Jiang Ciyou, you still have the nerve to ask me what you did to Xia Ling that almost caused her to have a miscarriage?"

When Jiang Ciyou heard the word miscarriage, he was slightly stunned.

Yan Feng looked at Jiang Ciyou's innocent face and sneered, "Stop pretending! It's not enough that you stole Xia Ling's interview, you even insulted and slapped her in public. Jiang Ciyou, how could you become so cruel? If anything happens to the baby in Xia Ling's belly, I will never let you go."

Jiang Ciyou finally came to his senses.

She stood up and adjusted her hair gracefully: "Xia Ling, are you telling me that I stole her interview?"

"She didn't need to tell me, I already knew that you've been competitive since you were little. When I was little, you followed me and tried to outdo me in everything. You loved to snatch things that originally belonged to others and to take all the limelight."

Yan Feng's mouth was filled with sarcasm: "You treat me like this, let alone Xia Ling."

Jiang Ciyou has had this kind of personality since childhood.

When he was a child, he started learning golf and she would go to join in the fun, but she always played better than him and everyone praised her.

Later, he stopped playing golf and started learning Go. She also learned Go, and as a result, she won various awards at home and abroad, and was accepted as the closed disciple by Go master Zong Lu.

He was so angry that he never touched Go again.

Later he started practicing Taekwondo and she joined in as well. As a result, when he was only a second-degree red belt, she was already a sixth-degree black belt.

From childhood to adulthood, he could never beat her in a fight.

It seemed that he had lived under her shadow for the first half of his life.

Jiang Ciyou was a little surprised that Yan Feng would mention their childhood.

Indeed, she learned whatever Yan Feng learned when he was a child.

She simply wanted to spend more time with him, so she would always study the things that interested him.

But she never thought of suppressing him or even snatching anything from him.

She never cared about fame and glory.

She didn't expect Yan Feng to think of her like this.

But explaining all this now is unnecessary.

Jiang Ciyou sighed: "Yan Feng, no matter what I say now, you won't believe me, because in your heart, in your eyes, there is only Xia Ling."

Jiang Ciyou paused for a moment and said, "In that case, let's separate."

Only then did Yan Feng notice that Jiang Ciyou was packing up.

There were two huge suitcases in the room.

Her bag was already stuffed full with clothes and daily necessities.

Yan Feng's smile became even more sarcastic: "Threatening me again? Jiang Ciyou, can you try a new method?"

Jiang Ciyou squatted down and zipped up the suitcase.

Then he walked up to Yan Feng.

Her voice was calm, but sounded powerful.

"This time it's real. I'm moving out tonight. I'll explain it to grandpa and the others later."

Just at this time, the housekeeper asked them to go to the restaurant for dinner.

Jiang Ciyou strode out.

The atmosphere at dinner was a bit dull.

Jiang Ciyou and Yan Feng both had their own concerns.

Halfway through the meal, Jiang Ciyou put down his chopsticks.

"Grandpa, Dad, Mom, I have something to say."

Seeing her serious look, everyone looked at her.

Yan's mother said, "Xiaoyou, what's wrong?"

"Thank you for taking care of me for the past three years. I plan to move out from here tonight."

When Yan's mother heard this, she was shocked.

He then reacted and started scolding Yan Feng.

"Did you do something again to make Xiaoyou sad? You bastard, hurry up and apologize to Xiaoyou."

Jiang Ciyou stopped Yan's mother: "Mom, Yan Feng and I are planning to separate."

"You want a divorce?" Yan's mother couldn't believe it.

Jiang Ciyou said calmly: "Actually, we never got a marriage certificate from the beginning, so it shouldn't be considered a divorce."

Several people had extremely surprised expressions.

The strict father was puzzled: "You clearly had a marriage certificate, and it's still in a drawer at home."

Jiang Ciyou said, "That's fake. I bought it online for 9.9 yuan with free shipping."

The strict father's face changed: "Nonsense, it's just nonsense."

The old man forced Yan Feng to marry her, but Yan Feng suddenly changed his mind the day he arrived at the Civil Affairs Bureau.

In order to deal with her family, she had to find someone online to make a fake certificate and photoshopped it into a wedding photo.

In fact, she and Yan Feng were never husband and wife.

The strict mother stood up and punched her son on the shoulder: "It's you, it's you, right?"

Yan Feng had a gloomy expression from beginning to end and didn't say a word.

He didn't expect that Jiang Ciyou was serious this time.

Was she forcing him to choose between her and Xia Ling?

Jiang Ciyou looked calm: "Mom, please don't hit Afeng. He did nothing wrong. He just doesn't love me. There is no law in this world that says he must love me. Don't force him."

Mother Yan started to cry: "But you two have been childhood sweethearts. I have treated you as my daughter-in-law since we were young. How can I accept this?"

"Mom, Dad, Grandpa, even if Yan Feng and I separate, in my heart, you will always be my family."

"But love can't be forced. Yan Feng loves Xia Ling, and Xia Ling is already pregnant. I don't want to torture them, nor do I want to torture myself, so I want to end it all and give myself a new beginning."

Mother Yan was very shocked: "Xia Ling is pregnant?"