Chapter 73 Chapter 73 Lawyer "Marriage must be divorced! Divorce must...
As the afterglow of the setting sun barely penetrated the clouds and dappled onto the exterior walls of the villa, Amiya's figure slowly came into view.
Only half of the guards outside the villa were withdrawn, and the remaining half were responsible for surveillance and protection. However, the guards in the dark, seeing the gloomy expression of the Second Prince, did not dare to approach him actively, for fear of offending him.
The Second Prince's steps were hurried, and his face was as pale as the last falling snowflake in winter, without a trace of blood.
As he approached the gate step by step, the air around him seemed to freeze, leaving only his heavy and disordered breathing.
Finally, when he reached the door, Amiya's long-accumulated anger and anxiety completely erupted at this moment, and he used all his strength to open the door.
Inside the door, the dim light barely outlined the empty and silent space, and every corner seemed particularly deserted.
Amiya didn't stop, and almost instinctively began to move around the villa, not leaving out any room, eagerly looking for a certain figure.
However, all he got in response was an empty echo and endless silence.
The bedroom, study, bathroom... every room was empty.
Finally, Amiya stopped in the middle of the living room with a sneer, and her sinister eyes fell on the broken chain.
The chain was originally fastened to Jin'er's feet, and now it lay quietly on the floor.
The broken ends of the circular shackles hit Amiya's heart like a heavy hammer, making his face even uglier.
Everything around seemed to have lost its color at this moment, leaving only the broken chain, glaring and eye-catching.
Amiya's heart sank into the abyss little by little as this cold reality came to light.
OK.
Okay, of course I will run away. How could Jin Er stay here?
His heroic lord escaped from the cage without hesitation and decisively, opened the shackles of the cage, and left Amiya standing there alone.
What's so surprising? What's so sad? Why should we still have expectations? Isn't this expected?
Aren’t you used to being abandoned yet?
Because the male insect showed rare tenderness and gentleness, you feel that your status in the male insect's heart is really different, right?
Ridiculous, so ridiculous.
I shouldn't show any mercy, I should kill all the guys around the hero, so that the hero can only stay by my side...
Yes... Yes...
Why didn't you do that in the first place?
In an instant, the tyranny in Amiya's heart surged like an undercurrent, almost breaking free from the shackles of reason and raging into a devastating storm.
He stood in the middle of the living room with a cold face. His gorgeous and beautiful face was now shrouded in a layer of haze, and his blood-red eyes, like those of a poisonous snake, looked extremely gloomy and terrifying.
The broken chain in the living room was run over by Amiya's boot sole.
Step down hard and kick it away.
The corners of Amiya's mouth curled up in an arc, a mixture of madness and self-mockery, like a lonely soul torn by anger and despair, standing on the brink of collapse.
For Jin'er, Amiya can take risks, show mercy, and suppress her self-esteem to admit her mistakes, just to get the reward from the male insect.
You can be lowly and dissolute.
You can be like a starving dog, drooling and begging for mercy for a little bit of food.
There was even a moment, a period of time, when Amiya felt that he could give up all the weight in his hands, and ignore all the disputes and everything. In a moment of excitement, he thought that as long as he could fight with the male insect to the death for the rest of his life.
Even if it's a cage.
Amiya is also willing to be a caged bird.
But Amiya can also make mistakes.
Male insects are not only natural superiors, but also extremely talented disciplinarians.
Whips, candies, collars, chains.
Gentleness is a cage, indifference is a trap.
The tenderness and preference that Jin'er occasionally showed was like a knife, carving straight into Amiya's bones.
To a madman, whips and torture are nothing, but tenderness and love are the strongest chains.
Amiya couldn't bear the illusion that Jin'er occasionally gave him, as if the male insect really loved her, even if it was false.
It's ridiculous that Amiya chose Jin'er in the beginning and tried every possible means to get married just for the sake of pleasure.
But now, after tasting the rare tenderness beneath the cold mountains and rivers, it is like a gambling addiction that cannot be quit. After a little taste, I want more, even if I have to keep betting, even if I lose everything.
Amiya is a despicable and mean gambler, so what.
If you lose a bet, should you admit defeat?
Why, why should he lose everything and have nothing?
Why, why is he the one who was abandoned?
As her icy gaze swept across the rows of fine wines displayed in the cupboard, Amiya curled up the corners of her mouth in a sneer.
He strode forward and pulled open the cupboard door with one hand. His eyes were fixed on the expensive wine bottles, and a hint of determination and madness flashed in his eyes.
Without any hesitation, he raised a bottle of wine and swung his arm. The bottle drew an arc in the air and then slammed heavily on the living room floor, making a crisp and loud breaking sound.
"Bang--!"
"Bang--!"
The wine splashed everywhere, and the fragments scattered everywhere, just like Amiya's shattered mood at the moment.
Bottle after bottle, Amiya frantically took out wine from the cupboard and smashed it hard on the ground.
In the living room, the fragments of the fine wine and the liquor intertwined into a chaotic and wild picture, reflecting Amaya's sinister face.
The sound of something being smashed.
The debris on the ground became more and more numerous, more and more chaotic, and more and more dirty.
Amiya's movements became faster and stronger, as if she wanted to pour out all her anger, dissatisfaction and despair into this endless destruction.
But at the same time, mocking faces seemed to emerge from the corners and darkness. Their features could not be seen clearly, but they were covered in blood.
And palms covered in mud and blood.
Amiya's vision became blurry again.
He seemed to hear the sound of black sea water - he knew it was an illusion.
But he couldn't control himself and threw bottle after bottle of wine at the dangling limbs in the corner.
The black sea water continued to sweep in, mixed with all kinds of bones, flesh and heads.
Water also makes sounds and roars.
"Bang--!"
When the last bottle of wine was smashed to the ground, Amiya stopped. He stood there, panting, his eyes empty and blurry.
Everything around him became so quiet, only his lonely breathing echoed in the empty living room.
At this moment, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength, leaving only a tired and lonely figure. He took a deep breath and exhaled among the debris and wine on the ground.
The tip of my nose is filled with the smell of alcohol.
Amiya slowly stepped over the mess on the ground one step at a time.
Amidst the scattered clutter, Amiya curled up in the corner of the sofa, like a wounded little animal, helplessly hugging her thin body.
His nails scratched his arms unconsciously, gradually increasing in strength, until even his clothes were torn to shreds, revealing long, thin red marks.
With blood stains.
However, Amiya seemed oblivious to the pain and just stared blankly ahead, losing all focus and color.
Now, he was completely lost in his own thoughts.
Amiya knew she should take medicine.
I need to take medicine again.
But he didn't want to eat.
After taking the medicine, his mind would feel foggy and he wouldn't even feel pain or sadness. He would rather be in pain, be sober, or go crazy than become so stupid.
...I don't want to take medicine, I really want the male insect's pheromones...
Suddenly, Amiya smelled a faint scent of cedar pheromones.
He lowered his head quietly and slowly, and saw the home clothes left by the male insect on the sofa.
Amiya slowly stretched out her arm, which was covered with scars and blood from self-harm, her fingers trembling slightly.
Carefully picking up the home clothes, the clothes still retained the warmth and familiar smell of the male insect's body.
He gently brought the clothes close to his nose and took a deep breath, trying to draw a little comfort from it.
Amiya didn't make any more noise or smash anything, she just quietly held her clothes.
Waiting for endless darkness to surround it, surging like a tide and drowning it.
Those in the black sea are his kind, his future, his destination, and his predetermined ending.
Amiya had to admit.
That was his, the whisper of fate.
——
Second Hospital.
Naki escorted Jin'er all the way to the hospital. After sending Li Pu home halfway, Jin'er went to a physical store and bought a new terminal directly. He passed the identity authentication on the aircraft and re-imported the cloud data.
When Jin'er went up to the VIP ward on the top floor of the hospital, the lights in the corridor were bright.
He changed into a windbreaker suit, rarely wearing a business suit, which weakened the serious sharpness of the male insect.
Jin Er went to see Ian first. Ian was still in a coma. He stood silently in front of the bed for more than ten minutes, not knowing what he was thinking.
Later, Jin'er went to see Xirui again.
On the aircraft, when Naki talked about it, Jin'er learned that Xirui was also injured and hospitalized.
Xirui was quite surprised to see Jin Er coming. He took a bite of the apple in his mouth and opened his mouth wide, just as he was about to take another bite, when the person came in.
Xirui said with a playful smile: "Hey, rare guest."
Jin Er: "You are also a rare visitor to this hospital."
As he spoke, Jin'er looked at Xirui carefully.
In the spacious and bright VIP ward, Xirui leaned lazily on the soft hospital bed. Although he was wearing a plain white hospital gown, it could not conceal his innate hipster temperament.
When Xirui smiled, there was a hint of cynicism in his eyes. It was said that he was shot in the shoulder. Although the bone was not injured, the flesh was injured. He bandaged it immediately after the bullet was taken out.
But now Xirui's arms were placed casually, without any sign of restraint due to pain. Instead, he showed a nonchalant attitude of "this little injury is not a big deal".
Jin Er: "...What's wrong?"
Speaking of this, Xirui got angry and cursed:
"Damn it! Someone followed us in. I just managed to break through the Second Hospital's security system and finally made it upstairs. I discovered that the person lying on your bed was a lifelike robot, so Ian and I evacuated immediately."
"But there was a sniper in the building opposite us, and Ian pushed me to save me. He wasn't paying attention and fell down the stairs. He hit his head and got a huge bump on it!"
"How can I tolerate this?!"
"If I don't fucking crush them, I'll just write my name upside down!"
Jin Er: "...Calm down."
Xirui breathed a sigh of relief:
"I'm not angry anymore. If I were angry, I would have spoken out right then and there. I shot ten of them in the head. It was a huge profit!"
Jin Er had actually heard about Xi Rui's brilliant achievements on the way, but seeing Xi Rui was quite excited, he patiently listened.
"Speaking of which,"
Xirui looked up at Jiner,
"Ian said that the test results for the pill you asked him to test are out."
"The academic name is too long, and I can't quite remember it, but it's a combination drug. It's not just a sedative. Simply put, it's a prescription drug, and it's an antipsychotic."
“Take it for severe symptoms.”
Hearing this, Jin Er was not surprised.
Combining the information provided by Lip and Ian, Amiya's mental state is obviously very bad, and she has a history of mental illness and is likely to be taking medication for a long time.
Li Pu's initial diagnosis was post-traumatic stress disorder coupled with antisocial personality, making him a dangerous person in every sense of the word.
Ian's drug test confirmed Lip's inference.
"so,"
Xirui smiled awkwardly.
"Ian thought you were murdered or imprisoned by the Second Prince out of love... Isn't that what happens in movies, where they go crazy when they can't get what they want..."
Jin Er nodded: "It's a wild idea, but it's pretty much the same."
"What!"
Xirui widened his eyes, and the look in his eyes when he looked at Jiner instantly turned into admiration.
"Dude, tell me how you escaped and how you can even come to visit the patient!"
"Because you guys made a big deal out of it, I came out."
Jin Er said concisely.
"Well done, Desiree."
"Of course."
Xirui raised an eyebrow.
"So what's the situation now?"
"Boss Jin, cousin, I won't say much else. We are brothers connected by blood."
"Yeah." Jin Er hummed.
"So," Xirui continued, "I need to know your future plans. There's nothing we can't discuss. Right now, your wife is competing with His Highness for the throne."
"But, as the old saying goes, husband and wife are birds of a feather, but when disaster strikes, they each fly away."
"I think a neutral stance is relatively safe and conservative. If all else fails, you can go on a business trip to develop a branch company. After two years, when you come back, there will probably be nothing to worry about."
"If you no longer have feelings for him because of this imprisonment, you'd better divorce as soon as possible to avoid being implicated later."
What Xirui said makes sense.
It is the nature of businessmen to value profit and venture capital. If it were in the past, if this was a project and if Amiya was not involved, Jin Er would definitely withdraw.
Because it is better to protect yourself and avoid getting into trouble.
Jin Er said simply: "I will not get a divorce."
"Why?"
Xirui had a serious look on his face, without any trace of his usual joking expression.
"I can't explain it clearly."
Jin Er rubbed the jade ring in his hand.
"Okay, let me ask it another way."
Xirui suddenly felt a little overwhelmed. The iron tree of love had finally blossomed, and this time, a love-struck person with extraordinary talent appeared.
He asked:
"If I were to take everything you have, including your social status, wealth, and relationships, and put them on the left side of the scale, and put the Second Prince on the other side, what would you choose?"
Jin Er: "I would probably choose the left side."
"Hmm, it seems that President Jin is still relatively sober."
Xirui patted his chest with relief, calming his heart that was beating in his throat.
Who knew that before he could sort out his words, Jin Er blurted out another sentence the next second.
"But this is just a matter of course. If the moment of choice really comes, I don't know what I will choose."
Jin Erdao.
"The most important thing is, even if I choose Amiya, it doesn't mean I will lose everything."
People like Jin'er are inherently arrogant and have a strong sense of self-efficacy.
Xirui didn't eat the apple in his hand. He threw it into the air with a piece of it missing, and it fell down and was caught in his hand.
He sighed:
"Boss Jin, you're amazing! Your mentality is incredible. But, honestly, you can't have your cake and eat it too. Even a cypress tree can't bloom like this."
Jin Er smiled inexplicably: "What are you talking about?"
Xirui sighed deeply again:
"I don't know when Ian will wake up, and it feels like a storm is brewing. Don't you have any plans?"
"I have a plan." Jin Er said.
Xirui asked curiously:
"What are you planning?"
Jin Er was silent for a while, deep in thought.
The current situation is indeed very troublesome, with various forces entangled together. The mastermind behind the previous attack in the hospital has not yet been found, the battle for the throne is turbulent, Amiya also needs Jin'er to go back to stabilize the situation, and the Insect Emperor has also come down to get involved. It is indeed very troublesome.
It was not Jin Er's intention to get involved in such a dispute, but from the moment he agreed to Amiya's proposal in five minutes, his current situation was doomed.
Everyone needs to be responsible for the decisions they make, and Jin Er is no exception. He does not regret the decision he made, and he will naturally be responsible for the present moment.
Thinking of this, Jin Er uttered two words slowly:
"go home."
No matter what, we have to go to Amiyana first, otherwise the situation will only get more troublesome.
Xirui choked: Huh???
You mean you are going to the Hades' Palace, right? Goodbye, I won't see you off.
After going downstairs,
Jin'er saw Naki standing next to the aircraft, with a female insect in a suit standing next to him.
Naji said to Jin Er, "This is what His Majesty wants."
When the female insect saw Jin'er, she and Naki saluted Jin'er together, and then the female insect smiled and handed Jin'er a square business card.
He said, "Hello, sir. I'm Cody from the divorce office. It's an honor to meet you."
Jin Er lowered his eyes and glanced at the business card:
[Bili divorce agency]
"Marriage is inevitable! Divorce is inevitable!"
"Worthy of your full trust!"
"Gold Medal Lawyer: Cody"
"Hello."
Jin Er casually put the business card into his coat pocket.
Cody secretly looked at the male insect in front of him, the legendary male master of the Second Prince.
The male insect in front of him is the S-level one, the ruler of Xingzhou.
Every inch of his black windbreaker outlined his tall, slender figure. The male insect was tall, like a mountain pine, his face fierce and sharp, as incisive as if carved by a knife or an axe.
Those dark green eyes were deep, sparkling with a cold jade-like luster.
The aura he exuded was undoubtedly cultivated from being a superior for a long time. It was something that came from his bones. Even if he didn't say a word and just stood there, it was enough to make everything around him pale in comparison.
Cody was secretly astonished and thought to himself, no wonder he could charm the Second Prince so much and no wonder His Majesty sent him here specially.
Cody said bluntly: "Mr. Jin Er, if you are willing to trust me, I will prepare all the divorce matters for you and strive for the maximum compensation and property division amount for you."
divorce?
Jin Er raised his eyebrows slightly and just stood there, neither saying yes nor no.
Cody was about to say something when he saw a black commercial aircraft parked not far away.
A sub-female wearing a black mask came down from the aircraft. He was in work clothes and holding a large stack of information and folders. When he saw Jin Er, his eyes immediately lit up and he trotted over.
"Mr. Jin! Mr. Jin!" He ran to Jin Er, panting.
"Wendy." Jin Er called out Wendy's name.
"Hey! Mr. Jin, I'm here. These are the things you asked me to bring."
Wendy was not as tall as Jiner, so she could only look up at Jiner.
"Yeah." Jin Er nodded and glanced at Naki and the others. "Sorry, I have something else to do. I'll take my leave now."
As soon as Jin Er bought the terminal, he contacted his assistant, Wendy, and asked Wendy to bring over the files that could not be delayed.
Also, because of the news of Jin Er's car accident, Xingzhou's stocks plummeted, and a press conference had to be held. Jin Er had to come forward to stabilize the situation. Wendy also brought the plan for the press conference.
The news of the car accident of the person in power in Sin Chew was a shocking piece of news. The stocks in Wendy's hands plummeted. When Wendy saw the stock value curve, her face turned green with fright.
However, now when Wendy looked up and saw President Jin was safe and sound, she was genuinely happy at this moment. Her mood changed from heavy rain mixed with heavy snow to sunny, and she couldn't suppress the smile on her face.
It's so hard to find a job these days. Wendi had worked so hard to get a job, but if anything happened to Mr. Jin, his job would probably be over too...
Here, Cody leaned forward slightly towards Jin Er and said, "Sir, I hope you can consider this."
Jin Er: “Yeah.”
Wendy on the side blinked, looking puzzled, but he was a very competent assistant and didn't say much.
For example, Mr. Jin would sometimes book a table at a high-end restaurant, but at that time, Wendy was very sure that there was no work project to discuss.
Many times, Wendy was shocked when she saw the icy Mr. Jin holding a big bouquet of roses in his arms.
Every time I see it, I am shocked.
That's weird.
How weird.
Sometimes, Mr. Jin, a workaholic, would not open the office door even though it was clearly working hours. Even though no cooperating personnel had arrived, sounds could occasionally be heard from inside the office.
At that time, Wendy received a message from President Jin, asking him to be responsible for guarding the elevator entrance and not letting President Jin be disturbed.
Wendy has witnessed countless times when President Jin's cold and aloof personality collapsed. Although it can't be said that he was disillusioned, it did surprise Wendy.
It’s like a robot with all the programs set suddenly has emotions, becoming less cold and more down-to-earth.
At that time, Wendy would feel that the alienated feeling on President Jin's body had completely dissipated, and instead he seemed to be more lively. He could even vaguely sense that President Jin's mood was brightening.
Who brought these changes to Mr. Jin?
No matter who it is, Wendy sincerely wishes them well.
To be fair, the treatment of Sin Chew employees is top-notch. As the helmsman of Sin Chew, Mr. Jin makes decisions that are admirable.
And now, Wendy's boss turned around and said to him, "Go to Youshanfang."
Wendy immediately understood and followed President Jin very servilely. Then he hurriedly ran to the front to open the door of the aircraft for President Jin.
Wendy: "Hey! Okay, President Jin, let's go right away!"
Youshanfang is a high-end restaurant. Wendi remembered that President Jin had booked the entire restaurant several times and sometimes he would specially leave work to buy food, but Wendi had never seen President Jin eat takeout from this restaurant in the company.
I feel like the taste of this restaurant is not what Mr. Jin likes.
So who is it bought for?
Wendy shut his mouth professionally and swallowed all his questions.
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