Chapter 75 Bright Moon "If you have children in the future, and you've thought about what to name them..."
Jiang Xiliu pushed open the office door and saw Jin Zhao sitting in her usual spot, holding her pen, with something on the desk.
Hearing the noise, Jin Zhao slightly raised his face, his voice dry: "Finished with work?"
"Finished your work?" Jiang Xiliu walked towards him. "What are you doing sitting in my seat? Copying me?"
Jin Zhao turned the things in front of him upside down, gripping the pen so tightly that his knuckles turned white: "Is this for me?"
"You went through my things?" Jiang Xiliu didn't even look at the things he pushed towards her, her face immediately turning cold. "Who gave you permission to touch them?"
Jin Zhao remained silent, pursing her lips, and put on the look she hated most: refusing to communicate, seemingly wanting to die at any moment, and stubbornly refusing to admit her mistakes.
Jiang Xiliu stood in front of the table and looked down at him for a while.
Her gaze finally slid past what he was pushing at her, and her tone became even harsher: "What do you mean? You want a divorce?"
When Jiang Xiliu turned the tables on him, Jin Zhao finally showed some emotion beyond resistance.
He lowered his eyelids but did not offer any explanation.
He thought that he was indeed so bad now that he was no longer qualified to stand by Jiang Xiliu's side.
Actually, it's not just now; I wasn't much better in the past either.
Jin Zhao couldn't remember how he had the nerve to tell her three years ago that he wanted to marry her.
But it's not too late.
So should I let go of her hand? Should I let her pursue new relationships?
But I really hate Shen Yu, I hate Shen Yu the most.
Putting aside those concerns, Jin Zhao knew clearly that he didn't want a divorce. He still wanted to be with her and maintain the status quo.
As long as... doesn't appear in front of him, he can pretend he knows nothing.
Jin Zhao looked at her and repeated, "It was you who wanted a divorce. It was you."
Jiang Xiliu bristled, ignoring the voice in her head urging her to take this opportunity to complete the last task: "So what if I want a divorce? I'm warning you, don't meddle in other people's business." She didn't give him the divorce papers.
[System 0777 shouts: Miss, no, that's not how the line is said.]
Upon hearing Jiang Xiliu's admission, Jin Zhao paused for a second before suddenly smiling.
She really wants a divorce.
Perhaps because some lingering thoughts remained in his heart, Jin Zhao asked softly, "Why do you want a divorce?"
There are too many reasons. He might as well ask Jiang Xiliu why she has been delaying in giving him the divorce agreement.
Jiang Xiliu rattled off a whole string of words.
For example, Jin Zhao used to cook for her often, but he doesn't anymore; Jin Zhao used to wash her clothes, but he doesn't anymore; and Jin Zhao used to be willing to die for her, but now he refuses to live for her anymore.
Of course, she didn't finish her last sentence, only mentioning that Jin Zhao used to be willing to die for her.
Jin Zhao listened very attentively.
However, it wasn't that he didn't want to do it, it was that Jiang Xiliu didn't need it.
Seeing her stop, her face pale, Jin Zhao asked, "Is that all?"
Jiang Xiliu frowned at his lifeless state: "Yes! I'm really fed up with you like this, always—"
She stopped, rubbed her temples, swallowed the harsh words, and casually complained, "It's really annoying."
Jin Zhao nodded: "I understand."
The next second, he pulled off the pen cap, his first stroke trembling slightly. He grabbed his right wrist with his left hand and, under Jiang Xiliu's incredulous gaze, slowly signed his name.
[System 0777 has noticed something: Miss, the process is wrong, but if the result is right, it's barely acceptable.]
[System 0777 says cheerfully: We're about to complete the mission!]
Jiang Xiliu didn't seem as cheerful as System 0777. She stared at Jin Zhao and reminded him through gritted teeth, "You still owe me money. Even after the divorce, you'll still have to work for me."
"Just tell me exactly how much you owe," Jin Zhao forced a smile. "I'll transfer the money to you tomorrow."
He paused for a moment, then said, "Then we can, as you wish, get a divorce."
ha!
Jiang Xiliu felt like he had heard a huge joke. How could he possibly have money to send to her? He would clearly struggle to survive without her.
"Oh, too lazy to calculate. All these years you've been with me, living in big houses, eating good food, and paying for medical treatment—ten million should be enough for me." Jiang Xiliu glanced at the man with his head down. "So, Mr. Jin, do you have the money?"
She called him that on purpose to mock him.
"Okay, I understand." Jin Zhao stood up, swaying slightly, but quickly regained his balance. "Give me a bank account number, and I'll transfer the money to you tomorrow."
Jiang Xiliu looked at him suspiciously: "You stole our things and sold them?"
Jin Zhao, who couldn't get out and was being watched even if he did, was no longer willing to speak. He pointed to the door of the lounge as if nothing had happened: "Let's eat first."
The unsightly divorce agreement was deliberately left on the table by the two of them.
They sat in the same spot as yesterday to eat.
The only difference is that Jiang Xiliu's words today are a bit unusual.
She kept glancing up, constantly probing: Where did he get the money?
Jin Zhao kept beating around the bush with her; she didn't ask directly, and he didn't say it directly either.
Jin Zhao tidied up the things on the table. He didn't leave; instead, he sat back down. "Do you really want to know?"
“I don’t want to know.” Jiang Xiliu glared at him and said righteously, “I just think you can’t possibly have that much money, and I’m afraid I won’t receive the money tomorrow.”
“Let’s make a trade,” Jin Zhao said, looking at her. “If you agree to one very simple request, I’ll tell you where the money came from.”
Jiang Xiliu was very wary: "You should explain your requirements clearly first, and I will consider whether to agree after I hear them."
However, even if she agrees now, it doesn't mean she will do it.
Jin Zhao twitched the corner of his mouth and calmly said, "After we divorce, you must not be with Shen Yu."
He stared intently at Jiang Xiliu, and from that moment on, every glimpse of her became incredibly precious.
Jiang Xiliu found his request very strange.
He's already divorcing her, why should he care who she's with? Besides, why can't Shen Yu be the one?
Jin Zhao's words seemed to ignite her rebellious spirit: "I'll do it anyway."
“If we get divorced, he will be the first person I go to.”
Jin Zhao took a deep breath: "Jiang Xiliu."
He was finally angered by her, and an emotion he hadn't felt in a long time surfaced: "You—"
"What about me?" Jiang Xiliu looked up. "Jin Zhao, get this straight, this time it wasn't me stirring up trouble, it was you!"
"You're the one who came to me wanting a divorce, and now you want to control who I'm with? Between the two of us, aren't you the stranger one?"
The divorce agreement was drafted by someone she hired, and she signed it herself. She even just explained why she wanted to divorce him.
Before today, Jin Zhao had never known that she was so dissatisfied with him.
He was the one who just signed his name, but everyone knows who really wants a divorce.
never mind.
Jin Zhao felt there was no point in continuing the argument; he couldn't argue with her.
He picked up his lunchbox and tried to leave, but someone grabbed him.
Jiang Xiliu, with a cold face, irritably tugged at his hand twice: "I have time to take a lunch break today."
Despite their argument, Jiang Xiliu still hugged Jin Zhao like a pillow.
Jiang Xiliu's sleeping posture next to him was never good; she would slap her hands and kick her legs. Jin Zhao didn't get angry when she woke him up; at most, he would hold her tighter to keep her from moving around.
Jin Zhao is very tired today; it's a kind of exhaustion that comes from within.
So he fell asleep before Jiang Xiliu could.
After Jiang Xiliu noticed that his breathing was even, she deliberately kicked him a few times. When she found that he still didn't move, she couldn't fall asleep anymore.
She pulled the system out of her mind and asked it, "Is Jin Zhao sleeping soundly because he's thinking about getting a divorce from me soon?"
[System 0777 knows: Miss, I'm an artificial intelligence that doesn't understand emotions.]
Compared to emotions, System 0777 actually understands the young lady even less.
To say she's good to Jin Zhao? Well, not really. Almost all of Jin Zhao's current predicaments were created by the young lady, intentionally or unintentionally.
Would you say she treats Jin Zhao badly? She cares about Jin Zhao's mental and physical health, even...
System 0777 curled herself into a ball, afraid to think any further.
Now, all it can do is try to persuade the young lady to get the divorce certificate done as soon as possible after she has had a good sleep.
At least we completed the most important task.
...
Jin Zhao slept for two hours before waking up. The door to the rest room was ajar, and people were talking in the office.
He sat up and found that the lunchbox that had been on the table was gone.
"Okay, I understand." It was Jiang Xiliu's voice.
After a brief silence, Jiang Xiliu's voice rang out again: "Okay, I'll come find you tomorrow, no, the day after tomorrow."
Jin Zhao realized that Jiang Xiliu was on the phone. He looked around the room and the lunchbox was indeed gone.
He didn't waste any more time on this and pushed open the door to the lounge.
He thought only Jiang Xiliu was there, but he didn't expect there to be many people in the office.
—Jin Zhao had met one of them twice; he was the lawyer who appeared on the night Jin Zhao and Jiang Xiliu got their marriage certificate.
Jiang Xiliu had just hung up the phone when the two of them looked at each other from a distance: "You can really sleep. Come over here."
Jin Zhao released the doorknob, and his foot, which had just taken a step back, had to change direction.
Jiang Xiliu's office has a long sofa, which is now full of people. There are also single sofas on both sides of the long sofa. Jiang Xiliu is sitting on one of them, leaving only the seat furthest away from her that is empty.
Jin Zhao sat down.
"Hmm...we've already double-checked the terms of the divorce agreement..."
Jin Zhao's mind, which had just woken up, finally cleared. It turned out that all these people in the room were there to deal with his divorce from Jiang Xiliu.
He didn't know whether to praise Jiang Xiliu for her quick actions or to blame her for them.
One document after another was kept being pushed towards him.
Most of them were related to property. After glancing at them briefly, Jin Zhao readily signed his name.
He himself had no property, so he was naturally not afraid of what Jiang Xiliu might do.
And whatever Jiang Xiliu did, he thought he would be willing.
Such a smooth process was unexpected by none of the lawyers present.
Jiang Xiliu held her phone, scrolling aimlessly through the long test report.
"Hello," she suddenly spoke, without looking up from her phone, "If you have children in the future, have you thought about what to name them?"
Jin Zhao paused in signing, then said, "Mingyue."
The lawyers present were full of questions: Are these two really getting a divorce?
"What an old-fashioned name," Jiang Xiliu said disdainfully. "Let's give this name to Shen Yu's child instead."
She thought the idea was great; it would be both incredibly tacky and disgusting to Jin Zhao.
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Author's Note: Yay, I'm back! There's a red envelope rain today!
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