Qiao Wanwan smiled and said, "I never said I would cry."
"But the feeling is the same, and this time, I think I'll cry."
"Then I won't see you off, so you won't hold a grudge and make you cry."
"Okay, I'll message you once I get abroad."
"good."
......
After the two finished their meal, Qiao Wanwan didn't let Xiang Yang drive her home, and they parted ways at the elevator.
Qiao Wanwan walked out of the mall and realized that it had started pouring rain outside.
She raised her hand to shield her head and rushed into the rain.
She hadn't run more than a few steps when her arm was suddenly grabbed and a large black umbrella was placed over her head.
Qiao Wanwan turned her head and was quite surprised. "Qiao Zhan, it's you?"
The man, wearing black sunglasses, had an ordinary, expressionless face like a passerby. "Why are you getting soaked in the rain here?"
"I didn't bring an umbrella, so I was going to hail a taxi."
"Come with me." The man led her to his car and handed her a clean towel. "Here, wipe yourself down."
"Thank you." Qiao Wanwan took the towel, dried herself off the rain, and asked, "When did you get back? Where's your wife? Did she come back with you?"
The man's aura was extremely tense. "No, she wants a divorce."
"What?" Qiao Wanwan was taken aback. "Why?"
"I'd like to know why too."
Didn't she say why?
"He didn't say that, he just insisted on getting a divorce."
Qiao Wanwan was silent for a moment before asking, "So what are you planning to do?"
"What else do you think I can do?" the man countered.
Qiao Wanwan smiled bitterly, "Qiao Zhan, I can't help you with this problem, because I'm getting a divorce too."
The man then turned to look at her. "Why? Didn't you already give your husband a chance?"
"I don't love him." Qiao Wanwan closed her eyes. Even if it was self-deception, she had to instill this thought in herself, as if only in this way could she convince herself, "Yes, I don't love him, not at all."
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