Chapter 200 We Divorce
Xiao Zhenwu frowned and stared at her, his face revealing a hint of displeasure and doubt.
Xiao Zhiyu's expression immediately turned cold, and his eyes stared at Ruan Chuxia like a knife. His gaze was so cold that it made people tremble, as if every word she said was a challenge to his bottom line.
Ruan Chuxia misunderstood Guo Huaqin's meaning, thinking that she wanted her and Xiao Zhiyu to separate, so she raised the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing a smile without a smile, as if she was mocking, or mocking herself.
She said calmly and without emotion, "Of course, as long as we find a woman with a fertile constitution, Zhiyu can have as many children as he wants."
Guo Huaqin was stunned after hearing this and asked in disbelief, "You mean, you want Zhiyu to find someone else?"
She had just focused on the words "can have children" and had no time to think about the premise of "divorce". It was only then that she vaguely realized that things seemed not to be simple.
Seeing that she didn't understand, Ruan Chuxia repeated it again. Her tone was still calm, but it seemed to carry a hint of cold sharpness:
"I want to divorce Zhiyu, and then he can find a woman with a natural fertility body and have his own child."
Although women with a fertile physique are rare, with the Xiao family's ability, they may not be unable to find such a person as long as they really want to.
Guo Huaqin finally reacted, and the expression on her face changed from initial shock to complexity after shock.
She felt a suppressed breath coming from beside her. When she turned around, she saw Xiao Zhiyu beside her, who was as cold as ice, with anger in his eyes that almost overflowed from his eyes.
She understood in her heart that he was really angry, not just mad, but furious.
I couldn't help but worry for Ruan Chuxia.
After all, the men of the Xiao family love their wives the most, but they also hate it the most when others mention the word divorce. As soon as it is mentioned, it is like lighting a powder keg, and their emotions explode instantly.
Xiao Zhiyu stood up suddenly, his face terribly gloomy, and walked a few steps to Ruan Chuxia, his steps heavy and powerful.
His tall figure directly blocked the light in the room, casting her entire body in shadow.
He looked down at her, his eyes deep and complicated, but there was no obvious emotion in his eyes. "You want a divorce?"
Ruan Chuxia pursed her lips into a tight line, her face pale. She stood there without saying a word.
If she wasn't really forced into a desperate situation, how could she have made such a painful choice as divorce?
After all, the reason she married into the Xiao family was because she truly loved Xiao Zhiyu.
Later, Xiao Zhiyu was involved in a series of troubles because of her.
She clearly remembered the first time she went to the Xiao family. That was the first time she truly felt what parental love and warmth were.
At that time, although Xiao's father and mother had some doubts about her, they still showed great tolerance and understanding.
But now, she saw the embarrassment on their faces, and saw that they were worried about their own problems and had furrowed brows and could not sleep at night.
When she saw the apology and heartache in Xiao Zhiyu's eyes, she felt more and more that she was too selfish.
However, at this moment, seeing Ruan Chuxia calm and composed, as if nothing had happened, Xiao Zhiyu felt a surge of anger in his heart. His emotions were like a volcano that had been suppressed for a long time, and he was so angry that his eyes turned red.
Grasping her slender wrist, his tone was almost questioning, "Xiao Xia, are you deliberately trying to piss me off? Do you think this will force me to bow my head?"
The sudden pain made her frown and she raised her eyes to meet his burning gaze.
She suddenly shook off his hand, took a step back, and asked in an agitated tone, "Xiao Zhiyu, why are you so angry? Isn't it for your own good that I said I wanted a divorce? Do you want to bear this for the rest of your life?"
"For my own good?"
Xiao Zhiyu sneered, as if hurt by her words, and suddenly felt a sharp dull pain in his chest.
I don’t know if it’s because he was too excited, but his face turned pale.
He placed one hand on his chest, his eyes filled with self-mockery and sarcasm. "It was me who asked you for a divorce before, but you refused. Have you thought it through now? Haha...it's too late."
As soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't help coughing, his voice was hoarse and dry.
Those violent coughs seemed to shake out his lungs, and his brows were furrowed into knots.
Ruan Chuxia frowned and quickly took out a tissue from her pocket and handed it over. Her movements were a little hesitant, and a hint of worry flashed in her eyes.
Xiao Zhiyu took the tissue, wiped the corner of his mouth casually, and didn't look at it any further.
"Blood!"
Guo Huaqin, who was standing by, exclaimed, opened her eyes wide, and looked at the dark red mark on the tissue in shock.
Ruan Chuxia was also frightened. She reacted immediately and reached out to grab Xiao Zhiyu's hand, ready to feel his pulse to see what was going on. "Let me see, what's wrong with you?"
But Xiao Zhiyu turned away and avoided her hand.
His tone was cold and sharp, even with a hint of sarcasm, "Don't you want a divorce? Why are you still caring about me?"
Guo Huaqin was about to say something when Xiao Zhenwu next to her gently persuaded her to stop.
He just shook his head, motioning her to be quiet, and then made a gesture with his hand to indicate that she was speaking again, "Now is not the time to interrupt."
He thought, what's this little blood?
For a stubborn person like Xiao Zhiyu, as long as he grits his teeth, he can always get through it.
But he didn't know whether this silent forbearance would push everyone into deeper despair.
When Guo Huaqin proposed to break up, he was really crazy.
He squatted at people's doorsteps all day and all night, muttering crazy things like "I can't live if you leave."
There was even one time when he smashed a beer bottle on his head in front of her, and blood immediately flowed out, which was terrifying to watch.
But Guo Huaqin was determined to leave at that time and could not be persuaded to come back.
This silly son, the thought of not wanting a divorce is clearly showing on his face, but his mouth is as hard as a rock and he can't utter a single word.
The reluctance in his eyes almost drowned one, but his mouth was tightly shut, not even willing to say a word to keep him.
This stubborn temper is inherited from his father. Father Xiao knows what the child is feeling at a glance, but if he doesn't give him a push, he is afraid that his good family will be ruined.
At this time, it is still up to him as the father to take charge.
Looking at Ruan Chuxia who was sitting opposite him sipping tea, and then looking at Xiao Zhiyu who was sitting beside him with a stubborn and helpless look on his face, Xiao's father gently put down the teacup, cleared his throat, and slowly spoke.
His tone was calm, yet it contained a firmness that could not be refuted.
He deliberately whispered: "Xiao Ruan, there has never been a divorce in our Xiao family, we only have widows!"
After saying this, the room fell into silence, with only the old-fashioned wall clock still ticking.
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