Su Yan interrupted the staff member loudly, looked around deliberately, and even asked a couple next to her who were going through divorce proceedings.

"Is this where you get a divorce?"

After receiving an affirmative answer, Su Yan laughed in a sarcastic tone.

"That's good. I thought we had arrived at the neighborhood committee's mediation office."

Her sarcastic remark immediately changed the staff's expression.

"Young lady, I also have to say a few words to you. It's their business to mind your own business. You're an outsider, so don't meddle. Ruining a marriage is such a terrible sin! Can you bear it?"

Su Yan smiled slightly and said in a very flattering tone, "You're absolutely right, that's exactly what I was thinking of saying to you."

The staff member was immediately shut down, his face turning red, and he couldn't say a word.

Su Yan pushed the documents on the table forward. "Please process this quickly. Everyone is in a hurry, and we don't want to keep the people behind us waiting."

The staff member, with a gloomy face, reluctantly handed over the documents.

Qiao Chen glared at Su Yan with resentment, her eyes practically oozing venom.

He couldn't care less about Su Yan now, and looked at Duan Sisi pitifully, asking, "Wife, are you really willing to do this?"

Duan Sisi sat there without batting an eye. "Qiao Chen, stop making a fool of yourself. You may not be ashamed, but I am. Hurry up and take out the documents, let's leave each other alone."

Qiao Chen listened to her say these words in disbelief. Now, he could only reluctantly take out the documents.

After the staff reviewed the application, they were surprisingly efficient, and soon issued two divorce certificates, sending Su Yan and her family away as if they were a plague.

Qiao Chen stared at the still-warm divorce certificate in her hand, her eyes trembling, unable to accept this fact.

He turned to look at Duan Sisi's cold and indifferent back, took two steps forward, and shouted at her back, "Duan Sisi, you'll regret this!"

Duan Sisi didn't even turn her head or stop walking; she quickly left.

Duan Sisi and Su Yan sat on the way back, and Duan Sisi, who had been unusually calm, finally reacted.

Su Yan looked at her uncontrollably trembling body and tenderly placed her hand on the back of her hand.

"It's alright, it's all over."

Duan Sisi forced a smile and looked at Su Yan.

"I'm not sad, I'm happy, I finally escaped."

Despite saying that, she probably didn't know that the smile on her face was more painful than a cry.

When the two returned home, Su Yan immediately poured her a cup of hot water, but Duan Sisi just held it in her hands to warm them and didn't drink it.

Su Yan took the initiative to speak: "Take good care of yourself here these few days. Don't go to the coffee shop, Wenrou is here. You don't need to worry about home either. I've already told your aunt and uncle that you went on a trip with me to relax, they won't suspect anything, just call them regularly."

Duan Sisi forced a smile at her, "Darling, thank you so much. I really don't know what I would do without you."

Su Yan sat down next to her, wrapped her arms around her, and rested her chin on her shoulder.

"It's okay, didn't you help me in the same way back then?"

Duan Sisi wanted to laugh, but the corners of her mouth just wouldn't turn up. She turned her head to look at the bright sun outside the window, thought for a moment, and then spoke softly.

“Honey, I’ve really thought a lot of things through during this time.”

"Don't think about anything else right now, just focus on taking care of your health, okay?" Su Yan gently instructed.

Duan Sisi unconsciously touched her flat stomach. "During those dark days, I hated this child so much. I even felt that if it weren't for this child, my life wouldn't be like this, and I would never have seen the fierce and menacing look on the person next to me."

Su Yan's eyelashes fluttered, and she just leaned on Duan Sisi's shoulder without saying a word, seemingly listening attentively to what she was saying, but in reality, her thoughts had already drifted off to who-knows-where.

“I wanted to take revenge on their family with this child, but I never imagined that losing my child would cause me far more pain than they did. I loved my child more than I ever imagined. At that moment, all the hatred vanished.”

Duan Sisi pulled Su Yan's hand down and forced her to look into her eyes.

“Darling, it’s all that child’s fault. It’s not that my marriage wouldn’t be a mess if it weren’t for that child. It’s that my marriage was destined to end this way regardless of whether it had that child or not.”

She paused intentionally, her eyes slightly reddening.

“My child did nothing wrong, and neither did the little girl who discovered her mother’s infidelity back then.”

Duan Sisi looked away from Su Yan, her hands struggling to break free from her control.

Duan Sisi used all her strength to grip Su Yan's hand tightly.

"Can you please stop punishing yourself for your parents' mistakes?"

She practically shouted it out.

Su Yan was stunned, her eyes filled with confusion, like a child who couldn't find her way home.

Duan Sisi pulled her into her arms. "I fell into an abyss, and only then could I truly understand the torment you've suffered all these years. I want to redeem you, Su Yan! I want to redeem you!"

Duan Sisi's words brought to light some long-forgotten memories.

Those secrets buried deep in Su Yan's heart seemed to have been partially revealed. That night, Su Yan had a nightmare.

She returned to the age of eight, and through that narrow crack in the door, she witnessed Ye Mei's infidelity.

The man Ye Mei had an affair with was Yu Wende, her and Su Xuan's so-called stepfather.

The frail Su Yan huddled in the corner of the sofa, watching her parents drag Su Xuan into a heated argument.

"We'll get a divorce, and I'll take Xuanxuan with me, okay?"

Ye Mei's words further agitated Su Xuehai, who roared until his face turned red and his neck thickened.

"Why should you take Xuanxuan?! I want Xuanxuan, you take Yanyan and leave!"

Ye Mei looked like she was being driven crazy by him, "We've come this far, and you still want to argue with me about these things!"

This scene was deeply imprinted in Su Yan's heart, and if she wanted, she could relive it in front of her at any time over the years.

At the age of eight, a thought was deeply ingrained in her mind: If it weren't for me, why would my parents have divorced? If it weren't my fault, why would neither of them want me?

While Su Yan was deep in thought, Ye Mei had already packed her things, picked up the petite Su Xuan, and walked out.

In an instant, feelings of grievance, sadness, and fear welled up in Su Yan's heart. Barefoot, she ran towards Ye Mei, crying and shouting.

"Mom, don't go!"

Before she had run halfway, Su Xuehai hugged her tightly.

"Stop shouting! Your mother doesn't want you anymore! Your mother ran off with some other man!"

Through her tear-blurred vision, Su Yan could only see Ye Mei's resolute back.

From then on, the name Ye Mei and the person Ye Mei never appeared in her world again.

Another thought took root in Su Yan's mind: So, my mom doesn't want me anymore.