Chapter 45 Divorce
Divorce
Yao Tianyu came here following He Zheng's car.
The hotel has a special medical room. His face and neck were bleeding from being scratched by Yao Man, so he went to the medical room to have the wounds treated briefly.
There were two deep wounds that were almost turned over. He was afraid of leaving scars and was going to go to the hospital for further treatment. As the car drove out of the hotel gate, he saw He Zheng's car passing by.
He asked the driver to follow him all the way just to give He Zheng a few punches.
"He Zheng, you're really courting death!"
Yao Tianyu rushed over, raised his hand and clenched his fist, and swung his fist fiercely towards He Zheng's face.
He had always lost in fights with He Zheng before, so he specially went to learn boxing. Even after learning, he still couldn't win normally, but at this moment, he was furious, and his punches were fast and explosive.
He Zheng has another back injury.
He Zheng dodged as quickly as possible and the punch didn't hit his face, but when he turned sideways, his entire back was affected, and his tall and straight figure swayed and he almost lost his balance.
Fortunately, Wen Ruan was quick and rushed over to hug his arm, and He Zheng used her strength to stand firm.
When Yao Tianyu threw a punch, the wound in his neck was affected and it was burning with pain. He did not throw a second punch, but just glared at He Zheng sarcastically.
"You're a grown man, and you're exposing a woman's dark history in public. You're really brave!"
He Zheng pulled his arm out of Wen Ruan's hand and put it directly on her shoulder. Wen Ruan knew that he wanted to gain leverage, so she didn't struggle. She put her arm around his waist and helped him take two steps forward.
The night wind blew, ruffling the strands of hair on He Zheng's forehead and covering the cold sweat he was enduring due to the pain in his back.
He looked straight at Yao Tianyu, his handsome face was cold, his eyes were like cold pools, and the corners of his lips were raised with a sinister smile.
"Yao Tianyu, why are you so angry about my background being exposed? Because you know in your heart that Yao Wei has always wanted me to recognize my ancestors, and the biggest obstacle was the pressure from your grandfather. But now that Yao Man has been directly exposed, Yao Wei can naturally recognize me. Now I have the final say on whether to go to the Yao family or not."
He Zheng has a very straight bone structure, and when he squints his eyes and looks at people, he looks a bit evil.
He raised his lips towards Yao Tianyu with a look of provocation.
"You just said I'm brave, right? I could be even braver. Before, I disdained to be your family, but now I've changed my mind. I have to thank Yao Man. She reminded me that I'm also Yao Wei's son, and I have to have a share in Rongli Group, don't you think?"
It's a ghost!
As expected, that bastard He Zheng is indeed planning to take over the group!
Yao Tianyu was so angry that veins on his forehead bulged, affecting the wounds on his face and neck. He grimaced in pain. He Zheng ignored him and took Wen Ruan in his arm as they walked towards the hospital gate.
Yao Tianyu wanted to catch up but received a call from his father.
"Did you hit your sister?"
Yao Tianyu almost cursed out loud, "Fuck!" His stupid sister, besides being able to complain, really has no other skills. How could a man like Jiang Qingyan, who is as gentle as the wind and bright as the moon, like Yao Man?
There must be another purpose.
Either for money or for power, otherwise which normal man would like Yao Man?
That love letter must be fake, he has to check it out carefully someday!
…
Wen Ruan meant to take He Zheng to see his injury first, and then go find Shen Yifan. He Zheng said to go find Shen Yifan first.
"Auntie Shen just sent me a message saying that she went home to get something. Only Shen Yifan was with Cheng Shuang in the hospital. She was afraid that Shen Yifan's harsh words would anger Cheng Shuang, so she asked me to go to the hospital as soon as I got there."
On the way here, He Zheng's phone did ring.
Wen Ruan remembered that after he put down his phone, he asked the driver to drive faster. She thought at the time that his back was hurting.
After sending He Zheng out of the ward, Wen Ruan said that she should wait outside and would not go in. As soon as she finished speaking, Shen Yifan's angry roar suddenly came from the ward.
"Cheng Shuang, are you sick? You dropped the child yourself. What do you mean by 'it's my wish'? Did I tell you to drop the child? Stop being unreasonable and looking for trouble!"
Wen Ruan looked up at He Zheng, and they exchanged glances. He Zheng shrugged, "It would be awkward for me to go in now. I'll wait until they're done arguing before I go in."
He leaned his whole body against her. Wen Ruan was a little unsteady on her feet, so she reached out and patted his lower back.
"Brother, you're too heavy. I can't support you. Your feet aren't injured. Stand steady on your own."
She tilted her head to talk to He Zheng, and she was locked in his arms. They were too close, and her warm breath sprayed on his neck. He Zheng's eyes suddenly dimmed and his body began to tense.
Especially, feeling her soft little hands patting his hard lower back, his breathing became rapid and disordered, with a bit of dense and shameful pleasure.
He Zheng didn't dare to move.
I thought to myself that this woman was truly invincible. I was completely convinced. What kind of magic potion did she use to make him lose his composure with just one simple move?
He Zheng quickly let go of her, moved several steps to the side, turned his back to her, with a wall in front of him, as if he was facing the wall to reflect on his mistakes.
Wen Ruan: “?”
She just asked him to stand on his own, and she didn't say she wouldn't help him. Why did she run so far in an instant? Is she some kind of monster?
Or was she angry because she thought he was too heavy?
The atmosphere outside the ward was weird, and the air inside the ward was heavy.
Shen Yifan stood in front of the bed with his hands on his hips, looking down at the woman on the bed, his handsome face showing extreme impatience and indifference.
The words that come out of your mouth also carry the sting of hurting people.
"Cheng Shuang, you were right just now. I really don't plan to have children with you. I always take precautions during every routine. Just two months ago, I didn't wear condoms. At that time, you said you would take medicine afterward."
"You're pregnant, so you didn't take the medicine that time, right? The child is here because of your mistake, and now the child is gone because of your mistake. I'm not angry yet, who are you showing your disdain to?"
Cheng Shuang had just survived and his face was pale.
She lay on her side on the hospital bed, her back to Shen Yifan, her dim eyes staring out the window, silent and not knowing what she was thinking.
What annoyed Shen Yifan the most was her attitude.
It was clearly her fault, but she had to blame him lightly. When the quarrel got intense, she would stop talking, stop crying and making a fuss, and no matter how hurtful his words were, she would just ignore him and act like a mute.
She felt wronged, but he felt even more wronged than her.
"Cheng Shuang, although I, Chen Yifan, am a scoundrel, I have never done anything to let you down. From the beginning to the end, it was you who let me down. You know very well how our marriage came about. You planned it, so you deserve some of the grievances."
"I said it from the beginning. No matter how you try to please my mother or my family, I will never love you. I'll give you a marriage, a loveless, sex-filled DINK marriage. You accepted it then, but if you can't stand it now, let's stop torturing each other and get a divorce!"
Let’s get a divorce…
Three words: cold and ruthless.
Cheng Shuang slowly turned around, her beautiful eyes looking at the man in front of her empty.
The boy in her memory who promised to protect her, not let anyone bully her, and always tried his best to make her happy when she was sad, finally became blurred.
Times have changed and things and people have changed.
The man in front of her was wearing an expensive white shirt and black trousers. He was tall and slender, handsome and noble. His name was still Shen Yifan, but he was not the Shen Yifan she knew.
They are husband and wife, but also a couple of enemies.
"Divorce?" Cheng Shuang twitched her lips slightly, a faint, wry smile on her calm face. "Okay, can you wait until I'm discharged from the hospital?"
good……
When Shen Yifan heard this word, he was stunned, as if he didn't expect her to agree. He had mentioned it before, almost every year, but she either brought up her mother or ignored him.
This time, he actually agreed.
It's hard to describe the feeling in his heart. It's a bit blocked, but also a bit relieved. Shen Yifan looked at her pale but beautiful face and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Don't worry, I've tolerated you for so many years. There's no reason why I can't tolerate you for a few days. Just take good care of yourself and be discharged after you recover."
I wanted to talk to her calmly, but as soon as my words came out, they were hurtful.
Shen Yifan shut up and raised his eyes to observe Cheng Shuang's expression, but Cheng Shuang lay back on her side and didn't look at him.
Shen Yifan wanted to go out and smoke a cigarette, but seeing that her IV solution was almost gone, he didn't go out. He pulled a stool and sat down, staring at her back in a daze.
…
The door of the ward was not closed tightly, leaving a small gap.
Wen Ruan was standing next to the door and could hear everything that was said inside clearly. After being surprised, he was speechless for a moment.
Everyone in the circle knows that He Zheng, the head of Minghe, is bold, sharp-tongued, and wild. When he is in a good mood, he is friends with everyone, but when he is in a bad mood, he doesn't give face to anyone. He is a very difficult person to serve.
Minghe's second-in-command, Shen Yifan, is just the opposite. He has a good temper, is versatile, and is smooth in his dealings. He has never had a quarrel with anyone and is Minghe's diplomat.
Let’s not talk about what happened between Shen Yifan and his wife, but his wife just lost her child, so his words are too hurtful.
Among the people Wen Ruan knew, and among the opposite sex with whom she had close interactions, there were three men she thought were reliable and suitable for marriage.
Jiang Qingyan, Pan Rui, and Shen Yifan.
Now, Jiang Qingyan has collapsed, Shen Yifan has this attitude towards his wife again, and Pan Rui has had a lot of conflicts with Zhang Tongtong recently, which shows his tendency to be a mama's boy.
From this perspective, it seems that her judgment of men is really not very good.
So, for her, staying away from men is the way to cherish life.
Just as she was thinking, an arm was placed on her shoulder. He Zheng took her and walked towards the elevator, "Let's go."
Wen Ruan followed him forward.
"Don't you want to go in and take a look? Didn't Shen Yifan's mother send you a message to ask you to persuade them? They are getting divorced."
The stern look on He Zheng's face disappeared, and he sighed deeply.
"Divorce is impossible. Actually, divorce is good, it would be a relief for both of them. Unfortunately... their situation is very complicated. If you want to say who is at fault, no one is wrong..."
Jianwen Ruan looked at him with curiosity, and He Zheng patted her shoulder and smiled.
"You want to hear a story? Sure, treat me to a meal and I'll tell you while we're eating."
"Forget it. I'm not interested in love stories right now. You..."
The two of them had already walked to the elevator, and the elevator door happened to open. Wen Ruan saw the people in the elevator clearly and stopped talking.
He put away his smile and called for help obediently.
"Mom, Aunt Lan."
The two people in the elevator were also stunned, their eyes moving from Wen Ruan to He Zheng, and then from He Zheng's hand around Wen Ruan's shoulders to Wen Ruan's flat belly.
Wen Huian's expression changed completely.
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