Wen Mohan seemed to not believe that she would want nothing, so he opened the divorce agreement and read it in the light of the lantern.
"I hope you will marry your beloved after we part ways. I will sincerely bless you. I came here with a clean body, and I will leave with a clean body. From now on, we will part ways and live happily."
Jiang Mengli's name was already on it, the only missing one was Wen Mohan's.
The atmosphere became very depressing and both of them were silent.
Wen Mohan looked at her with cold and sharp eyes, as if he wanted to stare a hole in her. Her heart felt like it was blocked by a huge rock, and her throat was inexplicably tight.
As he recalled the intimate scene between the two of them, the divorce papers in his hand were unconsciously crumpled into a ball.
"Jiang Mengli, you also know that you are the daughter of my enemy, so you should also know that I will not let you go easily."
"You understand the principle that a son must pay for his father's debts. The more you want freedom and want to find other men, the more I will keep you trapped in Prince Yu's Mansion!"
Jiang Mengli's cheeks flushed with anger. "Do you think I'm afraid? As long as you're not afraid that I'll annoy your fiancée, I can be Prince Yu's Consort forever!"
"Get lost! You bastard, you ungrateful bastard, you thousand-year-old bastard...! I regret meeting you. I shouldn't have entered Prince Yu's Mansion with you!"
He yelled at the top of his lungs, then angrily pushed the person away and strode away.
The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt. During her time as Princess Yu, she had saved this bastard so many times, but he still held a grudge against her.
What did Jiang Dingshan do to her? She was still a child at that time.
Wen Mohan looked at the figure in the night and warned coldly, "If you dare to do anything to hurt Yujiao, I will not let you go."
Jiang Mengli paused, turned around and gave him a cold look, "Don't worry, I'm not that boring. I won't offend others unless they offend me!"
After saying that, he disappeared at the gate of the courtyard.
But Wen Mohan felt a little lost, as if his fist was hitting cotton, full of powerlessness. He himself didn't know what he was doing.
Jiang Mengli slowed down after walking out of Yatingyuan, only because there was a fairy-like figure in front of her.
Even though the light was dim, she could still tell who the figure was. After all, apart from her, the mistress, the only other person in the mansion was Su Yujiao.
Su Yujiao came slowly, bowed with a gentle smile, and said, "I, your humble servant Su Yujiao, greet you..."
"Hey, please don't bow." Jiang Mengli hurriedly held her arm to interrupt her, "You are the prince's sweetheart, I can't accept your gift. Just call me Miss Jiang from now on."
These words sounded a bit sour to everyone present.
Su Yujiao's expression changed, and she hurriedly explained, "Don't get me wrong, although he and I were engaged before, it's all in the past."
He spoke gently, without haste or impatience, and his eyes were full of sincerity.
Seeing such a gentle lady, even she, a woman, couldn't help but soften her voice, "As long as you have each other, you can still start over."
"You go ahead. He should still be waiting for you in the courtyard. I...I won't keep you company. I want to have some fun where there are the most handsome men."
Without waiting for Su Yujiao to speak, she walked towards the front yard with a smile on her face, left the mansion with agility, and found a place to disguise herself as a man.
The streets were bustling with activity and bright lights. There were even jugglers and a fire pot show, which looked quite stunning.
Lingqiao walked and looked around with great interest, but Jiang Mengli was not interested at all and went straight to the door of Mengsheng Building.
The singing here is very charming, and there are young men dancing on the stage in the lobby.
There is music, singing, and dancing... What's the difference between this and a concert?
Jiang Mengli was dazzled by what she saw, and her mood improved a lot. "Wow... There are so many handsome men here. They dance well too, soft but not effeminate, and their movements are clean and neat."
Lingqiao was terrified and quickly reached out to grab her arm and pull her out, "No, this isn't the place for us. Also... circus is still the best. How about we go watch a show..."
"No, I want to stay here." Jiang Mengli broke free from her hand and walked in. "This is where there are the most handsome men. Why would we go somewhere else?"
When guests come in, they will naturally be greeted warmly by the waiters.
The waiter could tell at a glance whether it was a new customer or a regular customer. Seeing that she was a stranger, he smiled warmly and said:
"Sir, is this your first time at Mengsheng Tower? The gentlemen in our tower are talented and handsome. I wonder what kind of person you prefer?"
Most of the guests here are accompanied by young waiters who pour wine for them and chat with them to keep them entertained.
If you can afford it, you can even take the young man home or spend the night with him.
Jiang Mengli put his left hand behind his back, opened his folding fan with his right hand, and said in a deep voice: "Call a few more good-looking ones over, I want to choose them myself."
Upon hearing this, the guy immediately nodded and agreed.
When the waiter left, she found an empty seat and sat down, crossing her legs in a rogue manner, like a playboy.
Lingqiao felt as if she was sitting on pins and needles, and said with a bitter face: "Miss, let's go back. If the prince knew about this, he would definitely be angry."
Jiang Mengli snorted coldly, "It would be great if you knew. It would be best if you were so angry that you signed the divorce agreement immediately!"
The service here is very good, and someone immediately brought us drinks and pastries.
However, an entrance fee was charged when it was served. This place is just like a bar. Even if you just sit here and watch, you have to pay.
Soon the waiter came over with six tall and handsome men. All of them were dressed up carefully and looked good, each with his own merits.
"Sir, these are all quite good. The two before them just entered the building the day before yesterday and have not yet received any guests."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Mengli looked carefully at the two people in front of him. The second one looked very timid, his folded hands were shaking, and there seemed to be some bruises on his slightly open chest.
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