Chapter 2 Even if she doesn't want a divorce now...
Feng Qingzheng was lying on the sofa with his legs crossed, looking at the latest magazine, humming a strange, unintelligible Western tune that he had recently learned from the radio.
The selection of this issue's pictorial girls is quite good. He licked his lips, his heart burning with excitement, when suddenly, with a bang, the door was opened from the outside.
Feng Qing was so frightened he almost withered away. He grabbed the coat next to him and covered his stomach with it.
"Lu Lin, you son of a bitch! I almost lost half my life!" Feng Qing cursed as he saw who it was.
Seeing him carrying his luggage, Feng Qingteng stood up: "Are you... really going to get a divorce?"
Lu Lin, expressionless, walked past Feng Qing to his room.
The house was a dormitory allocated to the two of them. Before, because Lu Lin had started a family and had his own place to live outside, he rarely came back here, so the house became Feng Qing's domain.
He's a grown man and doesn't care much about appearances, so his room was naturally a bit messy. He thought he'd go in and help tidy it up.
Lu Lin frowned, wanting to say something but swallowing it back.
Feng chuckled awkwardly, "It's all trash, I'll throw it downstairs later."
Lu Lin has been having a tough time lately. He already has a cold expression, but recently he's become expressionless. Even if he doesn't care about anything, he's probably still worried sick.
Didn't you see his brow was furrowed so deeply it looked like a deep frown?
Feng Qing felt she should say something to comfort her friend.
"Well, it's better to get a divorce. This restless nature of hers will only cause more trouble in the future. We're risking our lives on the front lines, and it's unacceptable for things to fall apart at home."
He patted Lu Lin on the shoulder: "Out with the old, in with the new. With your looks, there are plenty of female students vying for you. When you followed your family's arrangement to get married, all those girls in the city cried their eyes out. Just wait and see when the news of your divorce is published in the newspaper tomorrow. The girls chasing after you will line up all the way to Xizhimen."
Lu Lin didn't even flinch, shoving him aside to start making the bed.
Feng Qing didn't think anything was wrong. Lu Lin always had a blank expression, as the saying goes, he was calm and composed, and he was used to people ignoring him.
"There's a singles social event in a few days, and I've signed you up."
Lu Lin finally reacted, frowning as he looked at him.
Feng Qing winked at him: "They're all girls' school students, and some are younger and prettier than your ex-wife, no, I should call her your ex-wife. How about it? I'm good to you, so you'd better keep your eyes open and choose carefully this time."
"I'm not going!" Lu Lin hung the clothes into the closet one by one.
"Why?" Feng Qing asked, puzzled.
He knew that divorce was very disheartening, but he couldn't give up on himself. A man should pull himself together and make that blind woman regret it!
"Go ahead, go ahead, you're single now, what are you afraid of!"
Lu Lin said calmly, "Not yet."
Feng Qing was surprised: "What happened? You changed your mind? She almost gave you..." Facing Lu Lin's clear gaze, he couldn't say the words, and could only make a hat gesture.
"There's really no need to linger, brother. Let me tell you, those female students outside are modern, knowledgeable, progressive, and well-behaved. They're much better than the rich girl your family arranged for you."
Lu Lin ignored him, letting him chatter on and on until his throat was dry.
Just as he was getting annoyed by what he was hearing, the phone in the living room rang, and Lu Lin gestured for him to answer it.
Feng Qing called him shortly afterward.
Lu Lin answered the phone. Feng Qing could sense a sudden change in his demeanor as he spoke, his cold eyes now carrying a fleeting hint of disgust.
"Since I've promised, I won't go back on my word. Mr. Kang, you're overthinking it. By the way, I also have something I'd like to tell you. I didn't pursue the matter out of respect for my teacher, but that doesn't mean I'm a good-natured person." With that, he hung up the phone decisively.
Feng Qing was a little confused: "Wasn't it your teacher's call?"
How did it become Mr. Kang? Could this Mr. Kang be the adulterer who stole her away? Feng Qing almost swallowed her tongue.
Seeing Lu Lin's unpleasant expression, he wisely stopped being curious about this Mr. Kang.
"Your teacher isn't exactly a decent person either. Look at what you've been doing; you've become a pimp."
Lu Lin gave him a cold glance.
Feng Qing covered her mouth and said, "Okay, I won't say anymore!"
Lu Lin turned around and went back into the house. After thinking for a moment, he called the law firm again.
The next day, a lawyer in a suit and tie appeared in front of the small villa.
The doorbell rang for a long time before Guichun reluctantly opened the door, saying without even looking up, "Our wife really isn't seeing anyone. I'm not lying to you. She said she needs you to burn paper money for her..."
"This is……"
Hearing the voice was off, Gui Chun quickly looked up, looking annoyed, and apologized profusely, "I'm sorry, sir, I mistook you for someone else!"
The middle-aged lawyer smiled shyly: "It's alright, Ms. Shen is at home. I'm here to deliver some documents."
"And you are?"
"I am a lawyer."
He handed over a small card at the right time, with his name, occupation, and contact information written in both Chinese and English.
Gui Chun only recognized a few characters and could barely make out his surname, but looking at the small card, she knew that the person in front of her was remarkable.
She quickly smiled and invited him inside, then served him coffee.
"Sir, please wait a moment. I'll go call your wife, but she hasn't been in a good mood these past few days..." she said hesitantly.
The lawyer smiled and said, "Explain it to her clearly, and I think your wife will agree to see me."
The lawyer was right. The wife was stunned for a moment after hearing her words, then got up and went downstairs. Gui Chun suddenly felt admiration for the lawyer.
Keep in mind that the wife had been lying in bed for a whole day and night.
There was a noise coming from the stairs, and Attorney Song turned to look.
He had met Shen Rong a few times before, and each time this modern lady was impeccably dressed, exquisitely made up, and held her head high.
Although she still held her head high this time, her eyes were different, and it was clear that she was forcing herself to stay upright.
The maid was right; Mrs. Lu was indeed in a bad mood, which was evident from the fact that she was only wearing a coat over her pajamas.
Gui Chun brought his wife a cup of coffee as well. The rich aroma wafted to her nose, but Shen Rong had no desire to drink it.
Gui Chun and Zhang Ma withdrew, closing the flower hall door behind them to make it easier for them to talk.
Shen Rong crossed her arms and leaned back, somewhat wary: "Did Lu Lin send you?"
Shen Rong hadn't expected that before she could even come up with a solution, lawyer Lu Lin would show up at her door. Was he really that eager to get a divorce?
That's true, anyone who gets into this situation would have to leave. Shen Rong felt like she was about to have a heart attack.
The lawyer took a document out of his briefcase and pushed it over.
"Mr. Lu has entrusted me with handling all matters related to your divorce from him, you..."
You could take a look, oh, you don't need to look at it now.
Attorney Song swallowed the formal communication script that followed, because Shen Rong on the other end had already gotten the hang of it.
She tore the two thin sheets of paper again and again, the scraps falling onto her long skirt like snowflakes.
"Let Lu Lin come and talk to me personally," she said calmly.
Even the eloquent lawyer Song was speechless. If one didn't know the inside story, they might think that Mr. Lu was a heartless man who forced his wife to divorce him.
It was clearly Mrs. Lu who wanted a divorce, so why is this happening now?
"Which part are you satisfied with? I can go and revise it again," the lawyer asked humbly.
Shen Rong knew that now she could only use unreasonable behavior to buy time. As long as she could delay the divorce, she would stay one step further away from that tragic fate.
"Let Lu Li come and talk to me personally." It seemed that this was the only sentence Shen Rong knew.
Lu Lin quickly received the news that the lawyer had returned empty-handed.
"Thank you for your help, Attorney Song." He hung up the phone, feeling a bit of a headache.
He was increasingly confused by Shen Rong. Wasn't divorce what she wanted? Wasn't she eager to elope with Kang Wenbai? Why was she making a scene again?
Lu Lin leaned against the wall, lit a cigarette, and tried to recall if there was anything he hadn't done well enough to displease her.
She was left with all the family's wealth, including the house, and he only took some clothes with him. What could she possibly be dissatisfied with?
He irritably stubbed out his cigarette, his expression showing disgust.
He disliked this indecisiveness. He admired her boldness in loving and hating and her reckless courage. He had finally managed to get both sets of parents to stop interfering, so what was she up to now?
Could it be that she and Kang Wenbai were playing some trick on him, deliberately using him? Thinking this, his eyes grew even colder.
He hates betrayal and exploitation the most! Now, even if she doesn't want a divorce, it's too late!
***
Shen Rong slept for three more days. During these three days, Kang Wenbai came to her door every day, and she told Gui Chun not to pay any attention to him.
"Madam, please get up and eat something. You haven't eaten much these past few days, and you'll get sick." Zhang Ma had been taking care of her for two years and genuinely cared for her.
In the past, she ate less to maintain her figure, but at least she ate three meals a day regularly. Now, not only does she eat less, but she also sometimes doesn't eat at all. How can her body withstand that?
"I have no appetite, I can't eat." Shen Rong spoke listlessly.
Aunt Zhang coaxed her, "Even if you and your husband have a fight, you can't ruin your health. You can go out shopping, or play mahjong with the ladies. You're all bored staying at home. Don't you love going to dances? Why don't you call Mr. Kang and ask him to go with you?"
"Don't mention him, he's annoying!"
Zhang Ma thought that Shen Rong was referring to Lu Lin, and because Kang Wenbai and Shen Rong used to be close, she wanted to say more about him to cheer up her wife.
“Everyone is worried about you. Your friends have called to inquire about your health, especially Mr. Kang, who comes to visit every day. He said that if you have any difficulties, you can tell him and he can give you some advice.”
Shen Rong propped herself up, looked up at her with a hint of disdain: "Give me a bad idea. I can live a few more years without his concern. Next time he comes, I'll just kick him out!"
Only then did Zhang Ma realize that Madam had fallen out with Mr. Kang for some unknown reason.
Perhaps because she got up too suddenly, Shen Rong felt as if her stomach was cramping and was aching slightly.
When Zhang Ma saw her gasp for breath and turn pale, she was startled: "Madam, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
"My stomach hurts!" Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through Shen Rong's forehead, and sweat beaded on his forehead.
Suddenly, a bolt of lightning struck, and Shen Rong remembered something! She froze, realizing she had forgotten something very important!
She bent over, clutching her stomach, and cried out for help: "Call an ambulance! I need to go to the hospital!"
In the middle of the night, the urgent ringing of the doorbell woke Lu Lin. He waited for a while, but there was still no response from the other room.
He rubbed his forehead. Feng Qing had gone to a dance and hadn't returned yet. How could he have forgotten?
I reached out and turned on the bedside lamp, got out of bed and walked outside. The phone was still ringing, as if it needed to be answered.
"Hey!" He was woken up and his tone was unfriendly, cold and irritable.
No one knew that Lu Lin had a terrible temper when he woke up.
The next moment, he hung up the phone, his face grim, grabbed his coat from the sofa, and walked out!
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