Chapter 74 The divorce agreement Jiang Xiliu has already signed, only...
Jin Zhao still remembers the first time he met Shen Yu. At that time, Jiang Xiliu stood beside him and told him that they would drive Shen Yu away together.
Now, Jiang Xiliu and Shen Yu are standing together.
From afar, the woman is talented and the man is handsome; up close, they are a perfect match.
While Jin Zhao was still in a daze, the others had already crossed the turnstile.
"Did you get caught in the rain?" Jiang Xiliu walked over, raised her hand and touched Jin Zhao's left shoulder, her eyebrows furrowed, her tone somewhat fierce, "Your clothes are all wet."
Shen Yu didn't leave; he just stood there watching, holding something in his hand, turning it over and over, his gaze unwavering.
Jiang Xiliu's voice wasn't quiet; everyone present could hear her.
Jin Zhao looked at the spot where the young lady's hand had touched, and suddenly remembered that the clothes he was wearing were supposed to be dry. It seemed he had gotten into trouble again.
But this isn't home; there are outsiders here, especially Shen Yu.
As an old-fashioned man, Jin Zhao still cared a lot about his image. He couldn't accept being scolded by Jiang Xiliu in front of Shen Yu.
So he turned his back, not letting Shen Yu see his expression, lowered his eyelids, and apologized to her in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz: "I'm sorry, I'll make it up to you."
"What did you say?" Jiang Xiliu didn't hear what he said next. "Apologize for what?"
Jin Zhao fell silent. He heard Shen Yu let out a cryptic laugh.
Jiang Xiliu didn't intend to continue talking to Jin Zhao there. She told him to take off his coat and was about to lead him inside when she noticed that Shen Yu hadn't left. She glanced at Shen Yu, said nothing, and waved her hand.
That hand quickly grasped Jin Zhao's hand again.
Jiang Xiliu's office was very large, and this was Jin Zhao's first time there.
Her office also has a lounge, her private space, where she usually eats and relaxes.
Jin Zhao put the lunchbox on the table. He opened the lids one by one according to the height of the dishes and took out one dish after another. He wasn't ready when Jiang Xiliu came in.
Jiang Xiliu was probably angry with him; she still had her brows furrowed, looking a bit fierce and serious.
...She's kind of cool too.
"You still have time for this?" Jiang Xiliu said unhappily, snatching the things from his hands. "Go take a shower now."
Jin Zhao didn't know why he needed to take a shower. He quietly turned his head and smelled his shoulder. He didn't smell anything strange. He said seriously, "I showered before I went out."
"Just go wash when I tell you to, stop talking nonsense." Jiang Xiliu raised her chin and said, "It's for bathroom cleaning."
Jin Zhao, who was selling himself into servitude to pay off his debts, suddenly became curious: how much money can you actually make as a bathroom cleaner? He was somewhat tempted.
He moved his lips, but in the end he didn't ask and obediently went into the bathroom.
The bathroom was filled with Jiang Xiliu's bath towels and hand towels, which Jin Zhao didn't touch. He opened the door a crack and said, "I'm done showering, but I couldn't find any new bath towels."
"There should be disposable bath towels or something in the bottom drawer." Jiang Xiliu wasn't quite sure herself. "You can rummage through it; there definitely will be."
Jin Zhaoxian opened the bottom drawer, which contained only a few disposable compressed towels that were too small to be used.
He opened and checked every drawer, but still couldn't find it. Finally, he found a disposable bath towel in the cabinet next to the drawer. When he took it out, he accidentally pulled out a small white transparent bag.
Jin Zhao heard the sound, bent down and picked it up.
—It is a disposable razor.
Come to think of it, why prepare disposable toiletries if no one else is coming?
Jin Zhao put the things back in their original places, wiped himself clean, and quietly changed back into his original clothes.
When he went out, Jiang Xiliu was already having a meal.
Jin Zhao sat down next to her and waited for her to finish eating before leaving.
Jiang Xiliu noticed that he was sitting still but seemed unhappy. She said, "Have you already eaten at home?"
Jin Zhao shook his head and denied it: "No."
"Then why aren't you eating?" Jiang Xiliu threw down her chopsticks. "Are you throwing a tantrum at me?"
Jin Zhao looked up, thinking that Jiang Xiliu was talking nonsense. When had he ever been angry with her? He just felt heavy-hearted, thinking that he shouldn't have come here today.
He was silent for a moment, then found spare cutlery in his lunchbox, opened it, and suddenly said, "I just ran into Ye Qishan downstairs."
Jiang Xiliu frowned slightly: "Oh, you should have less contact with him."
Jin Zhao nodded, silently ate with her until the meal was finished, and then packed his things to leave.
Jiang Xiliu had things to do in the afternoon, and she didn't even have time for a lunch break today.
Jin Zhao tossed his coat onto the back of the chair facing the air conditioner. He put it on, glanced at Jiang Xiliu who was busy working, and said, "I'm leaving."
"Mm." Jiang Xiliu looked up, her gaze lingering on him for a second. "Don't get wet in the rain anymore."
His car broke down on the road, and the driver who brought him there called him to say that he needed to change cars and asked him to wait a while.
Jin Zhao had plenty of time right now, so he agreed without much emotion. Looking at the rain outside, which was getting heavier and heavier, he began to wonder if he should take off his coat and hold it in his arms to avoid getting completely soaked.
At that moment, a car stopped in front of the company and honked twice.
Jin Zhao thought the driver had changed cars, so he opened his umbrella, squeezed himself into the middle of it, walked over and opened the car door, only to see Shen Yu sitting inside.
He mistook the car for the right one.
But why hasn't Shen Yu left yet?
Jin Zhao stayed up there for at least an hour and a half, while Shen Yu waited there the whole time.
Waiting for him?
“Let’s talk.” Shen Yu’s face was expressionless. When he saw Jin Zhao, who had taken the place that should have been his, he couldn’t even manage a polite smile.
Jin Zhao's expression was inscrutable. He didn't refuse, but moved his lips and said, "I can't go far."
These words, when they reached Shen Yu's ears, were no different from Jin Zhao boasting about Jiang Xiliu's possessiveness towards him.
Shen Yu's expression darkened slightly: "He's in the car."
Jin Zhao got in, the car door was closed, and the partition in front was lowered.
"I know your grandmother has passed away. It's a great pity to hear this news." Shen Yu said "regret," but his tone didn't convey any real regret.
Jin Zhao's breathing became heavier. He looked up at him and said, "Just say what you have to say. I don't have much time."
A wet umbrella lay at his feet, soiling the car, but it was Chen Yu's car, so it didn't matter.
Shen Yu said, "Xi Liu was with me that day, so it was inconvenient for her to answer your call."
Jin Zhao clenched his fists: "Is that all you wanted to say?"
“I was abroad before, and she couldn’t accept a long-distance relationship, so she broke up with me.” Shen Yu’s lips curled up slightly. “But now that I’m back, distance is no longer a problem.”
"I heard from Xiliu that you owe her money? And you're always trying to run away from home?"
Jin Zhao's mind went completely blank.
Did Jiang Xiliu tell Shen Yu about this? So he also knows about his... wrist-cutting incident?
"...I can pay this money for you."
Shen Yu said some other things before that Jin Zhao didn't hear clearly, nor did he need to; in short, they weren't things he wanted to hear.
Jin Zhao suppressed the bitterness welling up in his heart: "What exactly do you want to do? Pay back my money? That's a matter between my husband and me."
"A married couple?" Shen Yu chuckled. "They're just in name only. You two probably spend less time together than Xi Liu and I do."
"I'll pay for it, and you won't have to pay anything to regain your freedom. Isn't that great?"
Jin Zhao remained silent, it was unclear whether he was moved or simply choosing to remain silent.
Shen Yu added, "This is not only my idea, but also Xi Liu's idea."
The atmosphere inside the car instantly became tense. Jin Zhao stared at Shen Yu, his tone slow and deliberate: "Impossible. If Jiang Xiliu really wanted a divorce, you wouldn't have come to me."
It's completely unnecessary, isn't it?
“Because Xiliu is kind, you… lost a loved one recently and were completely devastated. How could someone as good as her tell you something like this at a time like this? But I can’t wait any longer.” Shen Yu tapped his fingers on the chair. “If you don’t believe me, next time you come to the company, you can look at the first drawer under her desk.”
A car was driving towards them in the distance. Shen Yu stuffed his business card into Jin Zhao's hand: "After you've read it, I think you'll contact me."
"By the way, if you're living with Xiliu near the old house now, you can hitch a ride with me next time." Shen Yu's gaze swept over his pale face. "My home is also nearby."
...
The rain around the Qingming Festival is always hard to stop.
Jin Zhao walked into the glass greenhouse, sat on Jiang Xiliu's chair for a while, and without hesitating for too long, he went to the innermost small room.
Xi Zhen felt a headache when she saw him there: "You don't need to take care of the flowers here, don't touch them."
“Okay, Mom.” Jin Zhao didn’t come in to find work. He followed behind Xi Zhen without saying a word, just staring at her.
Xi Zhen wanted to ignore him, but with such a tall guy standing there, it was really hard to pretend she couldn't see him: "Xiao Jin, is there something you need?"
Jin Zhao subconsciously shook his head, then nodded: "Mom, are you bringing me lunch today?"
Xi Zhen glanced at him and was convinced.
"Go ahead and deliver it if you want, but remember to check with Xiliu beforehand to see if she has any business dinners at noon."
Jin Zhao left after hearing the first half of the sentence, looking extremely anxious.
Xi Zhen shook her head and squatted down in front of the flowers that were in full bloom: "It's a mess."
After saying that, he picked up the tools on the ground and began to trim.
To avoid a repeat of yesterday's situation, Jin Zhao left home half an hour earlier.
I avoided the "midday rush hour" a bit, and it only took me ten minutes to get to the company today.
Jiang Xiliu was in a meeting, so A Biao came down early to pick up Jin Zhao.
Jin Zhao arrived relatively early this time, with twenty minutes to go before the company's lunch break.
As if heaven was helping Jin Zhao, after he was led to Jiang Xiliu's lounge by Abiao, Abiao left.
Jin Zhao stood by the door, surrounded by silence, the only sound being the beating of his heart.
Since Shen Yu was able to say those words to him, it means that Shen Yu had seen the things in Jiang Xiliu's drawer. If Shen Yu could see them, then he should be able to too, right?
Jin Zhao was disgusted by Shen Yu's confident attitude yesterday, and he still felt that Shen Yu was lying to him.
Finally, he opened the door to the lounge.
The door to Jiang Xiliu's office was closed. Jin Zhao walked over and locked the door from the inside.
The moment his hand touched the drawer, Jin Zhao considered giving up.
But a little voice inside him urged him urgently: "Open it quickly, or it will be too late. Only by opening it can you expose Chen Yu's arrogant face."
There weren't many things in the drawer, just a document with its cover up and an inkpad.
Jin Zhao removed the inkpad box from the top and picked up the document.
Without even opening it, just looking at the top page, Jin Zhao knew that what Shen Yu said was true.
That was a divorce agreement.
Jiang Xiliu has already signed it; only his signature is missing.
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