"Yes." Qin Xuemei replied.
"No, we're not getting a divorce," Zhang Ju said. He was going to the hospital for a checkup. He wanted to know if it was truly his fault. If it was, he would never divorce Xuemei. He wouldn't be so foolish as to raise a child for another man. Xuemei was a good wife, a better match than Lili.
"Comrade, I want a divorce." Qin Xuemei said in a firm tone.
"Xuemei, we have something to discuss. Don't be angry. Come with me to the hospital first." Zhang Ju reached out to hold Qin Xuemei's hand.
"Take your dirty hands away, Zhang Ju. I tell you, it's impossible for us." Qin Xuemei looked at Zhang Ju, her eyes full of deep disappointment.
"Okay! Then don't regret it!" Zhang Ju threw the marriage certificate on the table. Divorce is fine, is he still worried about not being able to find a wife?
Su Jinyue and Zhan Yihan came out with their marriage certificates, and Qin Xuemei and Zhang Ju also came out. Getting a marriage certificate is quite complicated, but divorce can be done with just the consent of both parties, and they can simply sign and get a new certificate.
Qin Xuemei walked up and bowed to Su Jinyue with gratitude, "Thank you, Dr. Su!" After the divorce, she suddenly felt relaxed, as if all the pressure was gone in an instant.
Su Jinyue smiled and shook her head. "This is your own choice. No need to thank me."
Zhang Ju hesitated for a moment, walked forward and asked, "Doctor, can you cure my illness?" The comrade who had just helped them with the divorce said that Su Jinyue's medical skills were very high and there was no disease she could not cure.
"It's incurable." Su Jinyue said calmly, pulling Zhan Yihan towards their car. Some people are ill physically, while others are ill mentally. Physical illness can be cured, but mental illness cannot.
After getting in the car, Zhan Yihan took out the marriage certificate again and opened it to read, "Wife."
"Yeah!" Su Jinyue looked at him with amusement. Ever since getting the marriage certificate, the smile on his face had never stopped.
"Wife." Zhan Yihan shouted again.
"What?" Su Jinyue couldn't help laughing. Yihan was so cute!
"Nothing, I just wanted to shout." Zhan Yihan's smile deepened. Every time he shouted, he felt a deep sense of satisfaction. She was finally his wife.
Su Jinyue rolled her bright eyes, "Husband!" With the progress of the times, wives will call their husbands "husband" in the future.
A hint of excitement flashed in Zhan Yihan's eyes. He turned his head and gently held Su Jinyue's cheek, his eyes locked with hers. His voice was low and hoarse, "Call me again!" He had the memory of his previous life, so he naturally knew what husband meant.
"Husband!" Su Jinyue murmured softly.
Her voice was charming and gentle, like a silk thread slowly entering Zhan Yihan's heart and tightly wrapping around his heart.
"I love you, my wife!" Zhan Yihan looked at Su Jinyue with deep affection. In his eyes and heart, there was only her.
After a few moments of tender affection, Zhan Yihan started the car and headed downtown. He planned to go pick out some furniture with Jin Yue first. He had training tomorrow, and Jin Yue had to go back to school, so neither of them would be free for the next few days. However, he already had someone hired to look at the house today, and they could officially start construction tomorrow.
The furniture store has furniture of various styles, including retro mahogany, pear wood, modern European furniture, wooden sofas, and leather sofas.
"Wife, what do you think of this set of furniture?" Zhan Yihan walked to a set of European-style furniture. The furniture was mainly pure white, with gold edges on the corners and edges, which looked very classy and grand.
"Very good." Su Jinyue nodded with satisfaction. She had just looked around the store and this set of furniture caught her eye the most.
"Do you want to buy this set?" Zhan Yihan asked.
"Okay." Su Jinyue agreed.
Mo Feiyao, accompanied by his cousin Wu Liting, walked into the furniture store and immediately spotted Su Jinyue, who was selecting furniture. A wave of surprise filled his heart, and he quickly called out, "Su Jinyue!" He hadn't seen Su Jinyue in a long time, but he had always been very concerned about her. Upon hearing the news of her disappearance, he had specially sent people to search for her. Upon hearing the news of her return, he was ecstatic and couldn't wait to see her.
He knew she had gone to the infected area, to Japan, and he kept an eye on the newspapers and the news, wanting to be the first to know about her. He was happy for her when he learned she had won. When he learned she had returned from Japan, he rushed to the airport immediately, only to see her and Zhan Yihan being intimate.
Su Jinyue and Zhan Yihan were asking the furniture store owner about the prices when they heard someone calling them from behind. They turned and saw Mo Feiyao, giving him a faint nod. She didn't have a particularly bad impression of him, but she couldn't be friends with him because he was Mo Feiheng's brother. She had already shown mercy by not killing Mo Feiheng in this lifetime.
Seeing Zhan Yihan beside Su Jinyue, Mo Feiyao felt a sense of loss in his heart. He curled his lips dryly, walked forward and said, "What a coincidence, are you here to buy furniture?" He knew that he had no chance, but he was also very happy to see her.
"Yeah!" Su Jinyue nodded.
"I just got my wedding room, and I'm here to buy furniture with my wife," Zhan Yihan said. He always knew that Yao had feelings for Jin Yue, but now Jin Yue was his wife.
"Are you getting married?" Mo Feiyao felt as if his heart was wrapped by something, making him feel breathless.
"I got the marriage certificate today." Zhan Yihan raised the corner of his lips. This was something worth showing off, especially in front of his rival. Although this rival was not a threat, he did not want his wife to be constantly pursued by other men.
"Cousin, are they your friends?" Wu Liting asked. She had been drawn to Zhan Yihan's unique aura the moment she entered, and when he turned around, she had a feeling it was him. But she hadn't expected him to actually be married to another woman.
Mo Feiyao swallowed the bitterness in his mouth, nodded, and introduced them: "He is Zhan Yihan, she is Su Jinyue, and this is my cousin Wu Liting." If he had known that meeting them would bring this news, he would rather not have met them. Knowing it one day later would have given him more hope, but now he had no hope at all.
Wu Liting looked at Zhan Yihan. "Is he the Zhan Yihan my aunt was talking about?" Of course she knew Zhan Yihan; it was him her aunt had said she wanted to introduce her to. But after hearing that he was from the countryside, she lost interest.
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