Xiang Yang: "......"

He paused for a few seconds, then sneered, "Are you out of your mind? You're even trying to claim us as your wives now. Get lost, or I'll beat you up!"

Zhan Jingting frowned slightly. "Jiangdong."

Jiang Dong quickly arrived with two bodyguards, pulled Xiang Yang away, and helped Qiao Wanwan to Zhan Jingting's side.

Zhan Jingting immediately hugged her, "Wanwan, are you alright? Where does it hurt?"

Xiang Yang exploded: "Hey you in the wheelchair, let go of my boss!"

Qiao Wanwan felt dizzy and just wanted to close her eyes and sleep, but someone was making a lot of noise. She subconsciously opened her eyes and saw a pair of incomparably handsome faces.

She blinked, recognizing the man in front of her, "Zhan Jingting?"

"It's me." Zhan Jingting cupped her face in his hands. "Wanwan, you... *slap*!"

A crisp slap interrupted his next words.

The four people around were dumbfounded.

Qiao Wanwan glared at him angrily, "You bastard, I'm going to beat you to death!"

Another "smack!"

Zhan Jingting received two solid slaps, his handsome face full of bitterness. "Are you feeling any better?"

"No!"

"Then keep hitting."

Qiao Wanwan pouted, "My hand hurts..."

Zhan Jingting almost laughed out of anger. He took her hand, kissed it, and said, "Let's go home."

"I have no home..." Qiao Wanwan was clearly drunk, tears streaming down her face as she muttered to herself, "The Qiao family doesn't want me, Zhan Jingting bullies me, I have nowhere to go..."

"Wanwan, I'm sorry." The man could no longer control himself and hugged her tightly. "I really know I was wrong. I will never lie to you again. I will do anything you ask if you can forgive me."

Qiao Wanwan broke down in tears, crying, "I want a divorce!"

"...Anything but divorce."

"I just want a divorce!"

"You're drunk." Zhan Jingting closed his eyes, suppressing the pain in them. "Let's go home first."

Xiang Yang, who was being held by two bodyguards, was stunned by what he heard.

What's going on?

Is this man in the wheelchair... really the boss's husband?

Is he dreaming?

......

When Qiao Wanwan woke up, it was already broad daylight.

She opened her eyes and saw the familiar ceiling.

She felt a headache, a burning sensation in her stomach, and general discomfort.

Qiao Wanwan got up, took a shower, and walked out while drying her hair, only to run into Zhan Jingting.

Their eyes met, and both of them were taken aback.

Qiao Wanwan quickly regained her senses, her expression returning to its coldness, and asked, "Who told you to bring me back?"

"If I don't bring you back, do you expect me to let you go with another man?" Zhan Jingting retorted.

Qiao Wanwan said angrily, "Going with him is better than coming back with you. You'll be my ex-husband soon!"

"That might disappoint you. I will never be your ex-husband. If you really hate me that much, just kill me."

"So you're going to give up now, huh? If I kill you, I'll go to jail, and besides, divorce is better than being a widow!"

“Wanwan,” the man stared at her face, “do you really hate me that much?”

"I never said I hated you, I'm just very disappointed in you." Qiao Wanwan took a deep breath and said, "Zhan Jingting, have you ever experienced the feeling of utter despair? That's how I feel right now. First Gu Xulin, and then you, you all deceived me. Do you think I, Qiao Wanwan, am a fool who's easy to bully?"

"In your eyes, am I exactly the same person as Gu Xulin?"

"I know what you want to say. Yes, maybe you're not as despicable as him, but in my eyes, the essence of deception is the same. Zhan Jingting, let go. Let's pretend we've never met. From now on, we'll go our separate ways."

The man gently shook his head. "No, I will never let go unless I die."

Qiao Wanwan felt a sudden, uncontrollable pang in her heart, and she didn't even know why it hurt.

She suppressed the pain in her heart, her voice still cold and resolute, "My mind is made up. If you don't want to leave, then keep dragging it out. I will move out, and once the separation period is over, you will have to leave whether you like it or not."

Qiao Wanwan went downstairs without even drying her hair, and was greeted by Xiang Yang yawning as he came out of the guest room. "Boss, you're awake?"

How did you get here?

“I was worried about you last night, so of course I had to come and protect you.”

Qiao Wanwan: "......"

"Let's go."

"Where are we going? I'm so hungry."

"Let's go out to eat."

The two found a hot pot restaurant. Xiang Yang, who was about to burst with pent-up frustration, asked impatiently, "Boss, what exactly happened? How did you get married? And to someone in a wheelchair? What were you thinking?!"

While eating, Qiao Wanwan recounted what had happened recently.

Xiang Yang was stunned. "Boss, amazing, absolutely amazing! Even novels wouldn't dare to write something like this!"

"Exciting, isn't it? I also find it unbelievable, but reality has pushed me to this point step by step." Qiao Wanwan ate a piece of tripe. "But all of this will soon be over. I have decided to get a divorce."

Xiang Yang looked at her with a conflicted expression, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't.

"What’s wrong with you?"

"Boss, I feel like that guy in the wheelchair is really nice to you," Xiang Yang analyzed. "If it were me, I might not be able to block the stick for you right away."

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