Chapter 3
I looked at the beautiful proposal venue and my fingers subconsciously clenched the phone.
I don't know why, but the tip of my tongue suddenly felt bitter.
In fact, when I was with Meng Xihan, we did a lot of things together.
Proposal scene, decorating the new house, and even on-site inspection of the wedding venue...
She didn't want to have children for the time being, so I accompanied her to freeze her eggs.
Thinking about it now, it feels like a lifetime ago.
I subconsciously enlarged the photo, but froze the next second.
What am I doing? Snooping through my ex's social media feed?
I was startled and immediately threw my phone aside.
Leaning back in my seat and looking at the rain outside, a hint of self-mockery suddenly crossed my eyes.
Even though we've been apart for so long, whenever something related to Meng Xihan happens, I still become unlike myself.
I had finally sorted out my scattered emotions and was about to start the car when my cell phone rang.
Looking at the three words "Ji Shien" flashing on the screen, I suddenly felt a headache.
After hesitating for two seconds, I answered the phone: "I told you, if it's not something important, don't call me all the time."
There was silence on the other end for half a second, and then Ji Shien's ambiguous and teasing voice was heard.
"In my brother's mind, besides the debate team, do you have anything else to discuss with me?"
Ji Shien is the captain of the debate team of Imperial Capital University. By chance, she persuaded my studio to invest in the debate team.
But I didn't expect that beneath the pretty and cute appearance, there was a sugar-coated human bomb.
I took a deep breath and said, "Ji Shien, if you keep haunting me like this, I will withdraw my sponsorship of the school debate team."
Ji Shien was quite tactful and explained the main business in a few words.
"Brother Song, I just saw your wife looking at houses with a man in Marina Bay."
When Ji Shien added me on WeChat, the background of my Moments was still a photo of me and Xie Ying.
So I was not surprised that she recognized Xie Ying as my wife.
But now, I have already deleted all those Moments.
I didn't doubt her words, my mind was racing.
After the rear-end collision, Xie Ying turned around and went to look at the house?
What made her so impatient?
Realizing the phone was still on, I said, "Okay, I see. Thanks for telling me."
After saying that, I hung up the phone.
But immediately afterwards, Ji Shien sent a WeChat message.
The spacious and bright sales office seemed like two different worlds compared to the pouring rain outside.
Xie Ying was signing a letter of intent with her lover, and Ji Shien was able to capture the contents of the contract from that angle.
The 3% intention deposit is 1.5 million!
I gripped the steering wheel tightly, looking at the smiling face of Xie Ying in the photo, feeling a little depressed.
When we got married, Xie Ying took great care of me and gave me everything within her ability.
In order to facilitate my work, she bought the best house in the capital at that time and specially chose the floor with the best view.
He also prepared a design room with ample space for me at home.
At that time, Xie Ying's devotion to me was so great that even an iron man would be softened.
In just one year, everything has changed.
I closed my eyes and sent the photo to Meng Xihan.
[Lawyer Meng, this money is marital property, so it should be recoverable, right?]
Three minutes passed and the chat interface was silent.
I threw my phone aside and started the car.
When I returned to my residence, my cell phone vibrated. It was Ji Shien.
"Brother Song, can you come to Yueye Bar? I'm in a little trouble."
Half an hour later.
I looked at Ji Shien who was sitting in front of me with an innocent look on her face and sneered.
"You've become so capable now that you can tell lies easily."
Ji Shien's neck shrank: "Brother Song, if it weren't for this, would you come to see me?"
I looked at the half-exposed flower behind her, my eyes icy cold: "Ji Shien, you are not going to propose to me, are you?"
Meeting my cold gaze, Ji Shien froze.
Then she nodded heavily.
"Yes, I want to take care of you. I want to have a warm home with you. I..."
I interrupted her: "Impossible, I have someone I like, even if I get divorced, I won't choose you."
Ji Shien is only 19 years old, and her young mind is always hot-headed.
How could I understand the responsibilities and obligations that come with marriage?
But Ji Shien threw herself into my arms: "Brother Song, I really like you! I..."
Feeling the sudden gazes from all around me, my face must have been as cold as if it was covered with frost.
But the noise from the crowd grew louder and louder.
"Promise her!"
"Promise her!"
I was about to refuse.
But suddenly he caught a glimpse of Meng Xihan with a gloomy face among the booing crowd.
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