Chapter 89 If it's a divorce, I can go in a wheelchair
Fu Ci Yan clenched his fists. He could see the ugliness on Wen Nanxi's face.
But why should the matter between them have to come at the cost of hurting the other person?
"Nanxi, listen to me. Jiaojiao is my sister. Her brother lost his life trying to save me. I must be responsible for her. I don't have any romantic feelings for her. Please don't misunderstand her, okay?"
It was an expected disappointment, but Wen Nanxi didn't feel too sad.
No matter how sad it is, it is not as painful as the burn on my leg.
No matter how cold you feel, it's not as cold as being left in the snow.
"Fu Ciyan, her brother saved your life, not mine. You can be responsible for her, but you can't ask me to sacrifice myself for her."
"Jiaojiao is still young, she definitely didn't mean it. I know you blame her, but she was also hurt this time..."
Hearing Fu Ciyan still talking to Ji Jiaojiao, Wen Nanxi's face turned cold:
"Stop talking. Since you trust her so much, then get a divorce."
Fu Ciyan was a little anxious:
"Nanxi, don't be like this. I'll let Jiaojiao apologize to you, okay?"
Bang——
The ward door was kicked open, and Xia Tian grabbed Ji Jiaojiao by the back of her neck and threw her in:
"Shut up! Ji Jiaojiao is still young? Nanxi is a few years older than her. Do you have any shame? Nanxi suffered second-degree burns. How can your dear sister's injuries be compared to hers?"
Ji Jiaojiao cried with a swollen face:
"Don't... don't hit me, I really didn't mean it, Sister Nanxi, I really didn't mean it, can you forgive me?"
Ji Jiaojiao originally wanted to catch up and stop Fu Ci Yan, but unexpectedly, she was held down by Xia Tian again. She was stunned by this beating.
Fu Ciyan stood up and pulled Ji Jiaojiao up, glaring at Xia Tian coldly:
"That's enough!"
Wen Nanxi raised his voice:
"Fu Ciyan, how dare you be so mean to her!"
Hurt flashed in Fu Ciyan's eyes:
"She hit Jiaojiao."
Xia Tian folded his arms and said, "She even burned Nanxi! What's wrong with me asking for some interest?"
“Hehehe…”
Wen Nanxi smiled and shook his head:
"Fu Ciyan, let's call it a day. Don't delay the divorce any longer. I'm tired."
Fu Ciyan's face was full of stubbornness: "I said, no divorce."
"Then I can sue."
Wen Nanxi said calmly, "If the lawsuit is unsuccessful, I will continue to sue. If you don't want to lose face, just wait and see."
Fu Ciyan's body swayed, and his face was full of fatigue:
"Do we really have to go to this extent?"
He Yan walked in and glanced at Fu Ciyan coldly:
"If you had trusted Nanxi just once, you wouldn't be like this now."
Fu Ciyan's voice turned cold:
"Are you satisfied?"
He Yan nodded carelessly:
"Satisfied, very satisfied, you should have divorced long ago."
Fu Ci Yan clenched his fists, wishing he could punch this guy in the face.
"Fu Ciyan, go ahead. Draft the agreement and set a time to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau."
Wen Nanxi saw the guest off coldly; she was very tired.
There was a hint of nostalgia in Fu Ci Yan's eyes. Even though she was so heartless, Fu Ci Yan still didn't want to let go.
"Let's talk about it after you've recovered from your injury. You shouldn't move now."
Wen Nanxi: "If it's a divorce, I can go even in a wheelchair."
Fu Ci Yan's face was full of bitterness, he couldn't say a word, and left the ward with Ji Jiaojiao.
Wen Nanxi breathed a sigh of relief.
Finally, this evil star has been sent away.
It was like a huge rock was pressing on my heart, stuck in my throat, unable to move up or down, making me feel suffocated.
A pair of cold hands were placed on Wen Nanxi's face, and He Yan's voice was unusually gentle:
"Cry if you want to. I allow you to feel sad for him for the last time."
"I don't want to cry."
Wen Nanxi's voice was a little hoarse, but her tears still soaked He Yan's palms.
She still felt a little sad about Fu Ciyan's distrust of her from the beginning to the end. After three years of marriage, even if it was a pet, one should have feelings for it.
…
After leaving the hospital, Fu Ci Yan remained silent. His whole body was filled with extremely low energy and he looked a little depressed.
Ji Jiaojiao followed him carefully and bit her lip:
"Brother Yan, are you... okay?"
Fu Ciyan stopped and said:
"Did Nanxi really push you today and spill the soup?"
Ji Jiaojiao's body stiffened.
He doubted himself!
"Brother Yan, don't you believe me?"
Fu Ciyan: "I want to know the answer."
Ji Jiaojiao felt a little aggrieved: "I really sent her soup out of kindness, but I didn't expect she hated me so much..."
Fu Ci Yan nodded and continued walking forward. It was the expected answer.
But when he thought of Wen Nanxi's desperate face, he always felt something was wrong.
She has always been a cool and gentle person, not fighting or competing, and always doing her own thing.
In the two years after her marriage, she never made enemies with anyone. Even if someone bullied her younger brother, she was unwilling to say a bad word about him.
"Why does she hate you?"
Fu Ci Yan frowned slightly and finally thought of the most crucial point.
"ah?"
Ji Jiaojiao was stunned: "I...I don't know either..."
Fu Ci Yan twisted his fingers lightly.
Why is that?
…
Wen Nanxi was woken up by a phone call.
The person who called was her scumbag father, Wen Mingde.
"My dear daughter, can you please ask your son-in-law to stop suppressing our company? And that brat from the He family, he's poached several of my technical backbones! Can you please keep him in check?"
Wen Nanxi raised an eyebrow.
He Yan does great things quietly.
It's only been two days, and Old Deng can't take it anymore?
"Let me correct you. This is your company. I don't have any shares. It has nothing to do with me. Go ahead and dig it up. I won't suffer any losses anyway."
Wen Mingde was anxious:
"You can't say that. I can give you your mother's tablet. As for the rest..."
Wen Nanxi: "Why? You want to get something for nothing?"
What a big face!
Wen Mingde knew that he really couldn't deal with this girl without bleeding, so he said with a pained heart:
"Can I give you a quarter of your mother's dowry? Our family is in a difficult situation recently, and a lot of money has been invested in it. I, your father, can't do anything about it."
Wen Nanxi smiled and said, "I don't need a dowry, just give me 20% of the shares and everything will be fine."
Wen Mingde blew up the temple: "Are you crazy? Twenty percent! Do you know what this means?!"
Wen Nanxi put the phone away and touched his ear:
"Then I don't want any shares. Give me all of my mother's dowry. If I don't give it to you, you'll go bankrupt."
"No...Wen Nanxi, can you please be reasonable? I'm your father!"
Wen Nanxi: "I'll give you one day to sort out my mother's dowry. You can use your own assets to make up for the rest. I want all the cash, real estate, and shops. If I don't get anything the day after tomorrow, you will never get any investment from the Fu family in your life!"
"You! You can do it, you really can do it!"
Wen Nanxi curled her lips: "Give it or not?"
"Here! I'll give it all to you!"
Wen Mingde was so angry that he jumped up and smashed his phone:
"Rebellious girl! What a rebellious girl!"
Listening to the busy tone, Wen Nanxi thought of Wen Mingde's collapse and hummed a song leisurely:
"Today, the common people are so happy~"
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