Chapter 117 Scenes from the past surfaced in my mind
If San'er wasn't pregnant, Tan Xiyuan could turn a blind eye and treat her like she wasn't there.
But she's already pregnant, so she can't ignore her anymore. Even if she doesn't divorce Lu Feng now, Lu Feng will eventually choose to divorce her for the sake of the child after the other woman's child is born.
She knew that Lu Feng was just trying to calm her down, to keep her from making a fuss, and to wait for his child to be born safely.
In fact, that was exactly what Lu Feng was thinking. He had been keeping it a secret from Tan Xiyuan, intending to confront her after the child was born. However, he didn't expect Tan Xiyuan to find out so quickly.
Tan Xiyuan's eyes were filled with tears, and she gave a sad smile: "What do you think? Do you think I can coexist peacefully with her? Do you think this is ancient times? Where you can have three wives and four concubines?"
Lu Feng irritably took a few puffs of his cigarette, then slowly exhaled, his face shrouded in smoke, inscrutable. "Do you really want a divorce?"
"She already has a child. Do you think we can still be the same as before?"
Lu Feng took a deep drag on his cigarette, stubbed it out hard in the ashtray, and slowly exhaled the smoke. He said, "We can get a divorce, but I can't leave with nothing. I'll give you the company shares in cash, and this house is yours too. What do you think?"
How much money are you going to give me?
Lu Feng hesitated for a moment, then said, "Three million."
"What?!" Tan Xiyuan raised her voice, excitedly saying, "Half of the company's shares are only worth three million? Lu Feng, after so many years of marriage, is this how you treat me?"
“The market is bad right now, and the company doesn’t have much business. Three million is a lot,” Lu Feng said indifferently.
Tan Xiyuan looked up at the man in front of her and felt a sense of unfamiliarity for the first time, as if she had never known him before.
She felt a mix of emotions, like a jumbled mess of flavors, and a particularly unpleasant feeling.
The man who used to profess his love for her now wants to get rid of her with three million.
Tan Xiyuan felt utterly hopeless.
Lu Feng took out another cigarette, lit it, and smoked silently, the atmosphere heavy and oppressive. After a long while, Tan Xiyuan spoke up: "Three million is too little, I don't agree."
Exhaling a puff of smoke, Lu Feng asked, "How much do you want?"
Lu Feng had already smoked two cigarettes, and the living room was filled with smoke. Tan Xiyuan felt nauseous and subconsciously covered her nose.
Seeing this, Lu Feng apologized and stubbed out his cigarette.
A sudden wave of nausea made Tan Xiyuan feel very uncomfortable, and she lost the mood to continue the conversation. So she said, "Let me think about it some more, and I'll get back to you in a few days."
"Okay!" Lu Feng stood up. "Then you get some rest. I'm leaving."
Watching the man's departing figure, Tan Xiyuan slumped onto the sofa like a deflated balloon.
I felt something cool on my face, and when I touched it, I realized it was tears.
What's there to cry about? Men are everywhere, there are plenty to be found on the street. I'm going to go out and find a man tomorrow, who cares about you!
Despite thinking this, she couldn't stop her tears from flowing.
Looking at the empty house, I couldn't help but feel a pang of pain in my heart, and scenes from the past flooded my mind.
She first met Lu Feng in the library on campus.
She still remembers that summer of her sophomore year when she went to the library to find some information. As soon as she entered the library, she saw the boy sitting by the window.
The boy was wearing a white shirt. A gentle breeze blew the curtains, and dappled sunlight streamed through the window, softly bathing him in its golden glow.
On her clean and fair face were thick eyebrows, and beneath her high, straight nose, her sensual, thin lips were tightly pursed.
It gives people a sense of ascetic beauty.
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