Chapter 62 Divorce
◎"We'll be waiting for you at the Civil Affairs Bureau next Monday"◎
The courtyard was full of noise and discussion. Xu Wangxing stopped and the obstruction in front of Jiang Siyue's eyes was also removed. People were chatting with each other all around, and it was naturally lively, as if the scene just now was an illusion caused by accidentally entering the garden.
"Sister, are you... okay?"
Jiang Siyue tilted her head and met Xu Wangxing's cautious gaze. Her thoughts, which had drifted away, gathered again. She shook her head very lightly and smiled, "What can I possibly do? The wedding banquet seems to have started. Let's go over there quickly."
Xu Wangxing pursed his lips and stood still, "Sister, isn't the person talking to the second sister-in-law your...husband?"
The smile froze. Jiang Siyue blinked slowly and looked at Xu Wangxing in front of her steadily. Xu Wangxing looked very different today. Suppressing her doubts, she opened her red lips slightly and said, "Yes, yes."
"So, sister, are you okay?" Xu Wangxing leaned closer, as if trying to peer into her heart through his eyes. Jiang Siyue took two steps back to avoid him. "It's okay. They are old classmates, just chatting. Do you want to stay with your mother?"
It was an obvious change of subject. Xu Wangxing clenched his dangling hands, blinked unwillingly, and quickly caught up with Jiang Siyue, saying with a smile, "It's so boring to be with my mom. I want to be with you, sister."
"Yeah." Jiang Siyue answered absentmindedly.
After asking the servants, Jiang Siyue finally found a place to eat. Min Sui excitedly called her over. Jiang Siyue looked around and didn't see Zhao Yan. It seemed that he and An Lin had not finished their conversation yet.
Waves of coolness came over her, and her fingertips were too cold to hold on. Jiang Siyue fiddled with the ornaments on the table, her mind was full of thoughts, and she kept replaying the scene of An Lin approaching Zhao Yan over and over again.
The two had been married for almost a year, and Zhao Yan's kindness to her didn't seem fake. But what if all this kindness was due to An Lin? Taking advantage of his resemblance to An Lin, Zhao Yan agreed to this absurd marriage, transferring his regret and guilt towards An Lin onto himself.
And what about me? Knowing all this, what choice should I make? Marry, play dumb, and live the rest of my life? Or leave...
The moment the word "divorce" flashed through my mind, my heart suddenly ached and breathing became difficult. My hand weakly let go of the fork and I leaned back on the stool to ease the pain.
"Sister..." Xu Wangxing looked worried. Jiang Siyue smiled at him, picked up the knife and fork again, poked a cherry tomato and put it in her mouth, chewing it slowly. The sour juice instantly filled her entire mouth, and even her nasal cavity felt sour.
He put down his fork awkwardly and looked around for water. Suddenly, a cup of warm water was handed to him. The slender white fingers with the intricate blue veins on them looked particularly familiar.
"It's very sour?" Zhao Yan picked up the knife and fork with his left hand and tasted a piece. After finding that it was indeed sour, he quietly moved away and said, "The Yi family's ancestors are from Nanxi. If the food doesn't suit your taste, don't eat it. Let's go out to eat later."
Seeing him coming, Min Sui took the initiative to give up her seat. Jiang Siyue frowned, "Sui Sui, please don't move away, okay?"
Sun Yao: "Old Zhao has to sit with you. You are Mrs. Zhao, and you will be the one to toast later..."
Rules, rules she didn't understand. Jiang Siyue lowered her eyelashes, but she didn't say anything. She took the water and took a small sip. As the water slid down her throat, Jiang Siyue looked at him steadily. His expression was no different from usual. The bitterness in her eyes grew stronger, and she quickly drank another large glass.
His mind was not focused enough to begin with, and the fierce and quick bite made Jiang Siyue choke.
"Sister, paper—" Xu Wangxing was interrupted by Zhao Yan's sharp gaze before he could finish the rest of his words. Jiang Siyue was completely unaware of the confrontation between the two sides. She quickly stepped away from the stool and trotted away.
The wedding banquet had already begun, and there were few people in the corridor outside. Jiang Siyue held onto the pillar and patted her chest twice when she heard An Lin's voice behind her.
“Sister, do you want to know about my past with Zhao Yan?”
The hand holding the pillar unconsciously tightened, the joints turned white, and she casually wiped away the physiological tears that overflowed from the corners of her eyes due to coughing. Jiang Siyue turned around and smiled, saying, "Whether I know it or not, you will tell me, right?"
An Lin's eyes flashed with surprise at the unexpected answer, and the smile on her lips widened. "You don't have to be so hostile to me. I just want to tell you that Zhao Yan is not a good person. We are both girls, and I don't want you to become a victim of Zhao Yan's marriage."
She said this in a high-sounding manner. Jiang Siyue stared into her eyes, which seemed to contain nothing except a faint smile.
"I remember you're also studying economics, right? Complete information will help you make a more rational decision." An Lin took two steps closer, trying to touch her clothes. Jiang Siyue took two steps back to avoid her. An Lin didn't get angry and naturally withdrew her hand. "I'll tell you about my past with Zhao Yan. It's up to you to decide what to choose."
“…”
Inside the house, Xu Wangxing also wanted to chase out, but Zhao Yan held his shoulders with a force that was neither light nor heavy, but just enough to prevent him from leaving his seat.
"Yesterday Siyue asked me for Anlin's contact information." Li Songci spoke suddenly from two seats away. Zhao Yan's mind raced, and he had already made a plan. After a slight nod, he looked at Xu Wangxing and said indifferently, "Student Xu, don't cross the line."
Ignoring Xu Wangxing's angry eyes, Zhao Yan walked away expressionlessly. Xu Wangxing wanted to follow him, but was blocked by Sun Yao. "Brother, can we talk?"
Zhao Yan chased after her and looked at Jiang Siyue, who was leaning against the railing and coughing softly. He slowed down his pace and slowly moved closer. "If you feel really uncomfortable, let's go home first."
Jiang Siyue stopped coughing and turned sideways to face him. The afternoon sun was bright and pleasant, and the mottled light and shadow of the leaves fell on him, as if carving a natural print on his suit, making it less serious and more elegant in Chinese style.
Jiang Siyue tilted her head and looked at him. She caught a glimpse of a spot of red on the collar of his shirt. Her heart suddenly turned cold, and in a moment, the chill ran through her whole body.
Many images flashed through his mind. After a moment, Jiang Siyue suddenly tiptoed closer to him. Zhao Yan was caught off guard and instinctively protected her waist. When their lips touched, Jiang Siyue quietly withdrew.
"how……"
"Let's get a divorce!"
Two voices sounded at the same time. Her tone was light and there was even a smile on her face. Zhao Yan thought he had misheard. As if guessing his thoughts, Jiang Siyue repeated it word by word.
Xu Wangxing, who was finally chased out by Sun Yao, happened to hear this sentence. His dark eyes moved between Jiang Siyue and Zhao Yan. Zhao Yan also noticed Xu Wangxing beside him. What he wanted to say was suppressed in his heart. He took Jiang Siyue's hand and walked out.
Jiang Siyue didn't struggle and let him drag her into the car. After the car started, Jiang Siyue unconsciously tightened her seat belt. However, the speeding car she imagined didn't happen. Zhao Yan drove the car down the mountain very steadily. If it weren't for the layers of blue veins on his hands, Jiang Siyue would have thought that his heart was as calm as a dead water.
Zhao Yan locked the door and turned to look at her. "Why did you suddenly ask for a divorce? Is it because of An Lin? She and I are just ordinary classmates. We don't have any other complicated feelings."
"No." Jiang Siyue's mind was in a mess. She wanted to open the window to calm down, but she found that he had locked it. She could only rub her hair irritably. "I think we are not suitable. Divorce is good for both of us."
"Bullshit! What's wrong with that?"
Zhao Yan rarely cursed. Jiang Siyue took a moment to react before continuing, "Your background doesn't match, your abilities don't match, and neither is suitable for the position."
Jiang Siyue didn't want to hear about his past with An Lin, so she could only make up an excuse to get by.
"Even the age is not appropriate."
Zhao Yan was so angry that he laughed. "An Lin was just my senior schoolmate. I had no money and no house at that time. I was almost homeless. I was so poor that she introduced me to a job—"
"I didn't ask about you and An Lin!" Jiang Siyue interrupted him loudly.
"It also helps me with my studies. We occasionally exchange ideas—"
"Shut up!" Jiang Siyue was annoyed. She rushed forward to cover his mouth, her voice hoarse and unpleasant, "I don't want to hear about your past of redeeming each other!"
Zhao Yan pulled away her hand that was covering himself, and with his other hand protected her waist, sneering, "Who told you about redeeming each other? The deepest bond between her and me was just friendship, and now we're not even friends anymore."
"Friends?" Jiang Siyue asked in return, "Will friends agree to not get married together? Will friends kiss? Will friends marry someone out of spite? Our definitions of friends are really different."
Zhao Yan hadn't expected the gentle Jiang Siyue to be so fierce when angry. Seeing how much she cared about his past, he actually felt a little happy. It was indeed the bad nature of men. All his past "transparency" had become ridiculous after meeting her.
"I'm an adult. Whether I get married or not is my own decision. It has nothing to do with anyone else. The kiss was completely unfounded. Our marriage wasn't a result of spite. I don't know what she said to you, but we were just ordinary classmates. Nothing is wrong."
He hated that he had not explained it clearly to Li Songci at that time, otherwise there would be another witness now.
Jiang Siyue took a deep breath, looked at Zhao Yan, and asked word by word, "Did you decide to marry me after watching the video your mother sent you on the day of the blind date?"
Zhao Yan didn't know why she suddenly asked this question, so he could only give the truthful answer, "Well, at that time——"
"Let's go home, I'm tired." Jiang Siyue broke free from his grip and silently fastened her seat belt.
This answer was a dead giveaway. Zhao Yan didn't rush to start the car. Instead, he looked at her with a lingering gaze and added, "Before getting married, I only made two decisions that came to my mind. One was to teach at the University of Finance and Economics, and the other was to marry you."
The traffic in front of them changed rapidly, but Jiang Siyue's expression did not change at all. Zhao Yan smiled bitterly and said slowly: "Jiang Siyue, I think I fell in love with you at first sight."
Jiang Siyue's nails dug inward, poking her palm with a sudden poke, leaving a slight sting. After the pain completely subsided, she sneered, her voice sounding strangely cruel. "Oh, maybe it's because I look like An Lin! The sight of an old friend has you distracted." With a long sigh, Jiang Siyue closed her eyes and rubbed her brow. "I've heard enough. I'm going to get a divorce tomorrow. I'll meet you at the Civil Affairs Bureau."
Zhao Yan: "How have I explained something unclear? I can continue to explain. I don't want to hear you talk about divorce so rashly."
"Yes!" Jiang Siyue turned her head to look at him, and simply gave up, "I'm just reckless. If you don't come, I will go and wait for you every day!"
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It snowed heavily, and this southerner hasn't adapted to it yet. I went out to buy batteries and ended up twisting into a tumbler.
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