Chapter 204 Expectations
Just as Jiang Ranxing was about to put the divorce certificate into her bag, she looked up and saw Fu Shenyuan walking over. At the same time, she noticed that Fu Shenyuan's gaze was fixed on the divorce certificate in her hand.
Jiang Ranxing remained motionless for a while before picking it up and shaking it at Fu Shenyuan.
"Are you curious about our divorce certificate?" Jiang Ranxing asked with a faint smile.
Fu Shenyuan's expression changed slightly after hearing this, his voice low and somber as if a storm was brewing.
The old housekeeper also gave Fu Shenyuan a file folder containing another divorce certificate.
Fu Shenyuan gripped the thin red notebook tightly, his fingers squeezing so hard they almost crumpled the paper, but Jiang Ranxing stopped him.
"Don't break this, I'm not going to go with you to get a replacement."
Jiang Ranxing put her divorce certificate into her bag, smoothed her long, shiny black hair, and then her phone rang. She took her phone and bag and walked out of the old house.
Fu Shenyuan looked at Jiang Ranxing's back, which seemed to show no sign of lingering, and felt a mix of emotions.
He looked at the butler: "When did this happen?"
The old housekeeper knew he was asking when the divorce certificate had been issued.
The old butler answered honestly, "Miss Jiang was in a car accident, and during the time you were so distraught that you couldn't eat or sleep, the cooling-off period for divorce had passed, and the master had someone process the marriage certificate without your presence."
Fu Shenyuan swept a glance over, his eyes filled with frost.
"Of course, this may not seem to conform to the rules to you, but the master's words carry great weight."
Logically, it's impossible to obtain a certificate without the person in question being present, but this applies to ordinary people.
For the Fu family, getting whatever they want is naturally easy, especially since Fu Shenyuan and Jiang Ranxing have a formal divorce agreement and have already gone to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get divorced, making everything even easier.
Fu Shenyuan's expression was not pleasant.
The divorce certificate in his hand was so thin and weightless, yet it carried such a heavy weight in relation to his relationship with Jiang Ranxing.
With just these few pieces of paper, their relationship was completely free of legal constraints, and the relationship was completely severed.
Before, he could still deceive himself by saying that things weren't over between him and Jiang Ranxing, that there was still room for reconciliation, and that she was still his wife.
Now, with the divorce certificate prominently displayed in front of him, he can no longer hypnotize his brain.
Fu Shenyuan then asked, "Did Grandpa leave any messages?"
The old butler clasped his hands in front of him and replied, "Master hopes that you, young master, can figure out your current situation as soon as possible. If you still can't figure it out, Master will give you some support later so that you can come back."
Fu Shenyuan didn't speak, but after a while he smiled and said, "Alright, I understand. Take good care of Grandpa's health, and report to me immediately if anything happens."
After saying that, Fu Shenyuan looked at Jiang Ranxing, who was making a phone call outside the old house, and then walked out.
Under the trees outside the old house, Jiang Ranxing was on the phone. The wind blew her hair, giving it a touch of desolation.
As Jiang Ranxing listened to the voice on the other end of the phone, her heart softened.
"...Burning Star, you must be very busy since you returned to China, right? There must be a lot of things that need your help at the studio. I don't want to bother you, but I want to see you. Shall we have a meal together?"
Wen Qingrang's tone remained gentle and mild, but it couldn't hide his fatigue and haggardness.
Jiang Ranxing felt a little uncomfortable after hearing this. She could tell that Wen Qingrang was deliberately putting on a tone that would make her feel more relaxed.
Jiang Ranxing suppressed the surging emotions in his heart and said to the person on the other end of the phone, "Of course, I happen to have nothing to do today. I'll come to your company to find you."
After Wen Qingrang said a few words, Jiang Ranxing hung up the phone.
Fu Shenyuan happened to walk over and heard Jiang Ranxing's last words, so he asked, "Where are you going?"
Jiang Ranxing turned around and saw the Fu family member behind him. He immediately realized that the Fu family was the one who had ruined the Wen family to this extent. Even if Fu Shenyuan was not the main culprit, he could not escape the indirect connection. Naturally, Jiang Ranxing would not have a good attitude towards him.
Jiang Ranxing simply said, "It has nothing to do with you. It's my own business, so there's no need to tell you."
Fu Shenyuan, of course, recognized who was on the other end of the phone.
“Although we are now in a cooperative relationship, you are also one of my people. It’s not right to leave me to meet someone I shouldn’t meet, Ranxing.” Fu Shenyuan looked down at her, his eyes filled with deep affection.
Jiang Ranxing smiled, seemingly mocking himself.
“You’re making it sound like I sold myself to you,” Jiang Ranxing said, no longer bothering to hide anything. “Don’t worry, I won’t tell Qingrang about this before things are done. But Mr. Fu, I advise you to spend your time worrying about whether I will tell others instead of worrying about your second uncle’s people. You probably don’t want us to be monitored by him, do you?”
Jiang Ranxing turned around and said, "I'm going to have dinner with Qingrang, so I won't be with you guys."
Fu Shenyuan took a few quick steps, his long legs carrying him, and blocked her way.
Jiang Ranxing looked up at him, her eyes asking what he meant.
Fu Shenyuan said, "You didn't drive here. It's hard to get around the old house. I'll have Tan Shen take you."
Jiang Ranxing paused for two seconds, then laughed mockingly twice.
She couldn't possibly be unaware of Fu Shenyuan's intentions.
Jiang Ranxing didn't want to be too explicit with Fu Shenyuan. After getting into the car, she directly told Tan Shen where she was going.
Tan Shen glanced at Fu Shenyuan in the rearview mirror, and after receiving an affirmative look from Fu Shenyuan, he said nothing and drove away.
Jiang Ranxing and Wen Qingrang agreed to meet at a very elegant French restaurant.
Upon arrival, Jiang Ranxing went in first. Wen Qingrang hadn't arrived yet, so she booked a private room and went in to wait.
Inside the luxury car, Tan Shen turned to Fu Shenyuan and asked, "Mr. Fu, where are we going now?"
Fu Shenyuan simply shook his head, and Tan Shen understood what he meant.
So Tan Shen wisely parked the car in a secluded spot in the parking lot, and the car instantly fell into a quiet atmosphere.
Fu Shenyuan's gaze remained fixed on the restaurant entrance outside the car window.
About ten minutes later, a low-key luxury car pulled up in front of the restaurant, and the person who got out of the car was Wen Qingrang.
Fu Shenyuan's eyes gradually narrowed.
After getting out of the car, Wen Qingrang went straight into the restaurant and, guided by a waiter, headed towards the private room.
As soon as the waiter opened the door, Wen Qingrang saw Jiang Ranxing's figure appear before him.
"Please have a seat, both of you. We will prepare your meal shortly. Please wait a moment." After saying this, the waiter quietly left the private room.
The private room fell silent once again.
Jiang Ranxing looked at Wen Qingrang, whose face was even more haggard than two days ago. Not only was he haggard, but he also had a sense of dejection as if his energy and spirit had been worn away.
Jiang Ranxing walked to Wen Qingrang's side. She slowly raised her hand and touched his forehead. At the same time, she could see the fatigue in his eyes, which was obviously due to lack of rest. The bloodshot eyes proved that he hadn't been doing too well recently.
Jiang Ranxing felt a lump in her throat. She lowered her head, suppressing the urge to cry for a moment. When she looked up again, she asked, "Qingrang, how have you been these past few days? Things at the company should be alright, right?"
Wen Qingrang simply nodded, without saying anything to Jiang Ranxing: "Yes, it's almost all taken care of, so don't worry."
Jiang Ranxing knew that Wen Qingrang was lying, but she did so to reassure her. In reality, the Wen family was already in a precarious state. The reason Wen Qingrang came out to eat was probably because she was about to break under the pressure and needed some time to catch her breath.
Jiang Ranxing did not expose Wen Qingrang's well-intentioned lie.
Wen Qingrang slowly and gently pulled Jiang Ranxing into his arms. When their bodies first touched, they both felt an urge to cry.
Jiang Ranxing hugged Wen Qingrang back.
Wen Qingrang rested her chin on Jiang Ranxing's shoulder, feeling the warmth of her beside her.
Wen Qingrang hugged her and said slowly, "Ranxing, after we've sorted things out, shall we go back abroad? By then, spring will be almost here, and we can plant lots of flowers you like in the garden. Maybe we can even get a dog, and we can live a leisurely life, okay?"
Wen Qingrang's idea was so warm and beautiful that Jiang Ranxing could almost picture the scene in his mind.
In the warm spring sunshine, in a garden full of flowers, the two of them sat together, with a little dog basking in the sun beside them. The days and time seemed to become very pleasant and warm.
They might share ordinary little things about their lives, or tell jokes to make each other laugh, and every day thereafter would be a wonderful day in their lives.
They will no longer be entangled in the complexities of the world and can fully enjoy life together.
But after pulling himself out of his fantasy, Jiang Ranxing still saw the current situation.
She turned her head slightly and looked at Wen Qingrang, and a wave of sadness welled up in her eyes again. Reality was not very kind to them.
Jiang Ranxing replied, "Okay, I'm also looking forward to going back to our home later. I also want to go to that beach again. Sylvie said there will be a symphony concert soon, let's go together."
Wen Qingrang seemed to be touched, or perhaps he sensed something, because he hugged her even tighter.
Jiang Ranxing was worried about Wen Qingrang's health, so after a while, he made sure Wen Qingrang ate something.
The waiters quickly brought out the food one by one. Jiang Ranxing ordered some of Wen Qingrang's favorite dishes, and Wen Qingrang cooperated very well. Even though he didn't have much of an appetite, he ate a lot in front of Jiang Ranxing.
Throughout the meal, both Wen Qingrang and Jiang Ranxing were actually putting on a facade, trying their best to create a comfortable and relaxed atmosphere for each other.
But some things can't be easily hidden, so the two of them had no choice but to deceive themselves and each other.
At this moment, in the parking lot outside the restaurant, Fu Shenyuan glanced at his watch. Almost an hour had passed. Fu Shenyuan looked at the entrance again, but there was no sign of Jiang Ranxing or Wen Qingrang.
After thinking for a few seconds, Fu Shenyuan pushed open the car door and got out.
Tan Shen watched from the car without intervening. He knew this would happen, and a perceptive assistant shouldn't go out and say anything.
Fu Shenyuan walked into the restaurant. The waiter, seeing that the man who walked in was clearly no ordinary person, both in his attire and appearance, immediately went up to ask, "Sir, do you have a reservation, or would you like to have a private table?"
Fu Shenyuan stopped and asked, "An hour ago, the woman in red was my wife. Which room was she in?"
The waiter paused briefly to think: "That lady said she was only waiting for one person, and a gentleman has already gone over. This time..."
The waitress didn't dare to take Fu Shenyuan there so easily; if something happened, she wouldn't be able to take responsibility.
Fu Shenyuan called Tan Shen, and after Tan Shen came in and spoke with the restaurant manager, the restaurant manager came over to greet Fu Shenyuan personally.
"So it's Mr. Fu and Mrs. Fu who have graced us with their presence. We were unaware of this beforehand, and we hope Mr. Fu won't take offense. I'll now show you to Mrs. Fu's private room."
The restaurant manager very politely and respectfully asked Fu Shenyuan to leave.
Upon reaching the door of the private room, Fu Shenyuan waved for everyone to leave. He looked at the door that separated him from Jiang Ranxing and hesitated for a moment.
In this short period of time, Fu Shenyuan actually hesitated.
He knew Jiang Ranxing was resistant to him. If he appeared in front of her and Wen Qingrang at this time, her emotions would only be aroused and become even more intense.
But if he doesn't go inside, he can't help but imagine what the situation would be between the two of them.
Jiang Ranxing stayed by his side out of necessity, and the reason for this necessity was all because of Wen Qingrang, which made him think a lot.
Indeed, this is the reality. When Jiang Ranxing received the divorce certificate today, she looked visibly relieved and relaxed.
Thinking of this, Fu Shenyuan could no longer wait. Just as he was about to push the door open, it was pulled open from the inside.
Fu Shenyuan and Wen Qingrang, who were directly opposite each other, came face to face.
Wen Qingrang's eyes, which had been somewhat downcast, immediately sharpened the moment she saw Fu Shenyuan.
Fu Shenyuan was the same, his expression even more aggressive.
Perhaps it was the innate sense of dominance that males in nature possessed, but an indescribable aura immediately formed between Fu Shenyuan and Wen Qingrang.
Wen Qingrang frowned and said in a less than gentle tone, "Fu Shenyuan, why are you here? Ranxing and I shouldn't have invited you."
Fu Shenyuan raised an eyebrow: "Of course I didn't come for you. Ranxing and I also have things to talk about."
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