Chapter 8 I'm Not Sad
Sang Qian asked, puzzled, "Is there a problem?"
"Sang Qian, I also have a share in the wedding photos. You disposed of them without even asking me?"
"What else?" Sang Qian said, "We're already divorced. If we don't deal with this, are we just going to leave it there to annoy your next wife?"
"you."
Jin Changyu took a deep breath. "Nonsense."
Sang Qian: "You're the one who's being ridiculous."
Jin Changyu: "In short, what you did was wrong."
Being scolded for no reason, Sang Qian also lost her temper.
"What's wrong with me?"
She got angry just thinking about how he looked in his wedding photos.
"Judging from the way you look in your wedding photos, like you were forced into marriage, I should have thrown them away a long time ago."
"Sang Qian."
The man, who was usually emotionally stable, inexplicably spoke with obvious annoyance.
Why are you being so fierce?
He didn't say a word about the division of property, but now he's arguing with her over wedding photos?
I don't know what's wrong with him.
Are you deliberately picking a fight?
Did he regret giving her too much of his assets?
But he's not that petty, is he?
While Sang Qian was pondering the purpose of his phone call, the man on the other end had already regained his composure.
"Never mind, it's alright, let's leave it at that for now."
He hung up the phone after he finished speaking.
Sang Qian was completely confused: "???"
Is he possessed by an evil spirit?
Not knowing what was wrong with him, but just in case, Sang Qian immediately sent him a message:
I didn't take any jewelry with me; it's all in the jewelry cabinet in the walk-in closet. Please check it.
The wedding photos are worthless, which is a minor issue, but the jewelry he bought for her is quite valuable. If he uses the jewelry to cause trouble, that would be a serious matter.
Sang Qian waited for a while but didn't get a reply. She didn't care about his situation anymore, grabbed her keys and phone, and went downstairs to find something to eat.
*
late at night.
Inside a VIP room at a club.
Li Moyang stared in shock at his buddy who had been drinking all night. "What did you say? You're divorced?"
"How is that possible? Aren't you and your wife always the most enviable loving couple in this circle?"
"How could you get a divorce?"
"Did you bring it up? Or did she? It doesn't make sense for her to bring it up, does it?"
"Hey, don't just focus on drinking."
Li Moyang snatched Jin Changyu's wine glass, "Tell me, what exactly happened?"
"It was she who suggested it."
Jin Changyu said in a muffled voice.
He drank quite a bit tonight, and in his slightly tipsy state, his eyes were a little red, making him look somewhat aggrieved and pitiful.
He doesn't resemble the composed and dignified president of the Jin Group at all.
"She thought I was old-fashioned and boring, and even called me a dullard with no romance..."
Li Moyang's eyes widened in surprise. "No way?"
Looking at Jin Changyu, whose eyes were somewhat glazed over, he was still a little skeptical. "Are you talking nonsense? Your wife doesn't seem like the type to talk so outrageously."
Jin Changyu snatched back the wine glass, took a swig, and chuckled.
What's this?
She went even further.
She put on makeup specially for the Civil Affairs Bureau today, as if divorcing him was a joyous occasion.
Wearing a little yellow sunflower dress, standing in the sunlight, she smiled brightly and wished him happiness in his next marriage.
Furthermore, she also stole their wedding photos and destroyed them while he was away from home.
Sang Qian, she really went too far.
Li Moyang looked at him, who seemed lost in sorrow after drinking, and asked, "So... you don't want a divorce?"
Jin Changyu drank in silence, neither denying nor admitting it.
Li Moyang took it as a tacit agreement.
"Then why did you agree to the divorce?"
Jin Changyu paused, her hand holding the wine glass still, and turned to look at him. "She said she's put up with me for two years and doesn't want to compromise anymore. Am I supposed to force her?"
Li Moyang: "..."
He understood his brother's personality.
Jin Changyu has always been rational in his actions.
Moreover, given his status and position, he naturally possesses refinement and integrity. He would never go against a woman's wishes, pester her relentlessly, or force her to stay by his side.
"Never mind, anyway, your marriage is just an arranged one."
Li Moyang clinked his glass with his and comforted him, "Think positively. With your looks and family background, even if you were to remarry, you'd still be a hot commodity. Lots of socialites and heiresses would be vying to marry you. Why would we worry about not having a wife? Right? Don't be sad."
Jin Changyu retorted, "I'm not sad."
"..."
Looking at the stubborn person, Li Moyang thought, "If you're not sad, why are you sitting here drinking alone?"
"Yes, there's no need for us to be sad."
Li Moyang didn't expose them, and filled their glasses with wine, saying, "Come on, let's drink! We won't leave until we're drunk tonight."
*
the next day.
Not long after Sang Qian got up, the doorbell rang.
As soon as she opened the door, a large bouquet of red roses was shoved in front of her.
Sang Qian took a step back and saw a head pop out from beside the rose.
"Happy divorce, my darling."
Su Luoluo shoved the roses in her hand directly into her arms.
Sang Qian instinctively caught it, then smiled helplessly and stepped aside to let her into the house.
"Aren't you going back to China in a couple of days?"
Su Luoluo and her boyfriend Tang Yuehai went on vacation abroad a week ago, and according to their itinerary, they should not return to China until the day after tomorrow.
"My sister got divorced, how can I still be having affairs outside?"
As soon as Su Luoluo entered the room, she pulled Sang Qian to sit down. "Baby, are you... alright?"
Seeing her worried expression, Sang Qian smiled at her, "I'm just getting a divorce, I'm not injured or dead, what's wrong with that?"
Looking at her best friend's pure and pleasing face, Su Luoluo couldn't help but curse in her heart: Jin Changyu is such a blind man. He has no taste at all. He has no choice but to choose Zhou Yunshuang instead of his beautiful wife at home.
"So what are your plans next?"
Sang Qian said, "I hope to join my master's team for the restoration of classical Chinese texts."
"ah?"
Su Luoluo looked reluctant, "Your master's work is so confidential and so far away. If you go, won't I only see you a few times a year?"
Sang Qian smiled and said, "I do want to go, but my master might not allow me to join halfway through."
"Then you shouldn't go."
Su Luoluo held her hand, trying her best to persuade her to stay, "There's a lot of cultural relic restoration work in Beijing, wouldn't it be better if you stayed in Beijing?"
Seeing Sang Qian remain silent, she couldn't help but probe softly, "Or... do you want to take this opportunity to leave this painful place and get away from Jin Changyu?"
Sang Qian's long eyelashes fluttered, but she didn't answer the question. She only said, "If I hadn't chosen to get married two years ago, I would be a member of Master's team now."
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