Chapter 16 Let’s Talk About Divorce

“Woo woo woo~”

The sad cry pulled her out of the sinking pond of memories, and Wen Yuhua's unfocused eyes gradually became bright.

Qi Xingwan burst into tears , "Wow~ Sister Yuhua, I'm so touched."

Jiang Liu looked unhappy and looked at Qi Xingwan with disdain. He grabbed a pack of tissues from the coffee table and said, "Wipe your nose!"

Qi Xingwan randomly grabbed a few tissues and wiped them on her face, "Sister Yuhua, I was wrong. I shouldn't have scolded you. Although Sister Yexi and Brother Chuan are childhood sweethearts, you and Brother Chuan should also be good friends!"

Jiang Liu threw the tissue onto the sofa in the distance, "What are you talking about? What's so good about that bastard Lin Hechuan? Hua Bao is unlucky to have met him. Don't mention him and that damn green tea girl in front of us anymore !"

She was even more excited than Wen Yuhua herself.

Qi Xingwan couldn't stop crying , her secret love in youth came true, but in the end she found out it was all in vain, who could feel so upset ?

The woman exhaled lightly, stood up and patted Qi Xingwan on the shoulder, "Go home, it's too late."

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Everything returned to silence.

The days passed in an orderly manner, and Wen Yuhua no longer noticed any difference between her current life and her previous one.

Seeing the jasmine leaves outside the window gradually falling, Wen Yuhua felt a little annoyed.

Since their last unpleasant meeting, the man never called her again.

The old house did call her several times, and she learned from Xiao Zhenzhu that Lin Hechuan had fired Mrs. Chen.

Then there was a long curse.

The content is nothing more than that she can't give birth to a child and is unwilling to divorce. She must be coveting the Lin family's property and must not want Lin Hechuan to live a happy life.

Hearing this, Wen Yuhua just wanted to sneer. Why should she make the man happy if she is not happy herself ?

But she couldn't say this on the phone, so she could only respond quietly and promise that she would divorce him.

That day, Wen Yuhua had just dealt with Xiao Zhenzhu 's scolding. Her face was tense, as if a caterpillar had crawled into her stomach, making her feel sick but unable to vomit.

The setting sun illuminated the sky dimly, and the glass of the building reflected the red light, falling on the woman's face.

She thought for a long time and drove to Ren'ai.

guide already knew her, and before Wen Yuhua could say anything , she swiped the card for her.

"Mrs. Lin, Dr. Lin is in the office, please go."

Looking at the other person's smiling face, Wen Yuhua swallowed and said softly, "Thank you."

When I opened the elevator, I saw that the door of Lin Hechuan's office was open.

She took light steps, and her thick-soled Martin boots made a "tapping" sound on the white floor.

"Lin Hechuan?"

When the woman entered the office, she saw the man sweating profusely, leaning stiffly on his chair with a look of pain on his face.

"Lin Hechuan, what's wrong with you?"

Wen Yuhua walked quickly to the man, and the "da da" sound became more rapid.

The man was in so much pain that he couldn't speak. Only the cold sweat that kept flowing down his forehead showed that he was experiencing tremendous pain at the moment.

"Do you have cervical spondylosis?"

The woman asked as she filled a cup with hot water.

She gently pressed the hot water on the man's neck, then took off her coat and placed it on the back of his neck.

Then she stretched out her hands and gently massaged the man's acupoints with her tender white fingers , just like she had done thousands of times before.

She learned this massage technique from an old Chinese doctor specifically to relieve Lin Hechuan's pain.

Lin Hechuan suffers from severe cervical spondylosis.

In the past, when he had an attack, it was Wen Yuhua who took good care of him. Even when he was in so much pain that he couldn't get out of bed, it was the woman who stayed by his side and guarded him.

The familiar fragrance permeated his nose, and Lin Hechuan raised his hand and held the woman's arm.

used a little more force with her fingers while massaging .

The man opened his eyes and met the woman's gaze.

"Yuhua——"

He opened his mouth and felt dizzy.

Wen Yuhua supported him and asked softly, "Are you feeling better now?"

Lin Hechuan took a while to feel better. "You know, it's an old problem. It's not a big deal."

The man's voice was cold. He closed his eyes and silently felt the tenderness on his neck.

"I heard that you fired Mrs. Chen?"

The woman was the first to break the silence. Her gentle voice floated like a veil into the man's ears.

"Um."

The pain in his neck eased a lot, but Lin Hechuan was reluctant to open his eyes, fearing that the tenderness would disappear in the next second.

"It's been three years, and she doesn't even know who she's serving. She's really stupid."

"Then you have to tell mom...tell Aunt Xiao, after all, she lives in the old house."

Wen Yuhua's hand stopped in mid-air. The man had already opened his eyes. His dark eyes were as calm as water, staring at the woman quietly. "Did she go to the old house to complain?"

"Well, Aunt Xiao mentioned it to me."

Wen Yuhua put his hand away.

The man watched her white and tender fingers leave him, feeling empty inside, and his tone was somewhat depressed, "I'll take care of it, don't take it to heart."

"Okay, I didn't take it seriously."

Wen Yuhua walked over to the chair opposite him and sat down. The two of them looked at each other from a distance across an office desk.

The woman suddenly thought of the metaphor of two straight lines. She and Lin Hechuan were now like two straight lines.

"I'm here to talk to you about divorce."

After hearing this, the man's brows immediately showed displeasure.

"This matter has been delayed for so long that it is time for there to be a result."

"What's the result? Can you pay off your debt in one go or can you give birth to a baby within a month? You can't do anything, so don't tell me the result."

The man turned his head and looked out the window.

In the vast starry sky, a few stars occasionally twinkled and winked at him mischievously.

"I can pay it back slowly."

The woman spoke in a calm and steady voice, "I can't do anything about the child. Besides, the old mansion wants us to divorce, and Ye Xi, she..."

"Don't make excuses. I only have two conditions. Either you pay off the debt in one go, or you give me a child within a month."

The calm and composed man's tone was a little agitated.

Another wave of dizziness came over him and he slumped over the back of his chair.

The pain in the back of his neck surged up in waves, attacking his nervous system.

My stomach began to churn, like waves rising on a calm sea, churning and rolling.

"Hmm~"

A suppressed moan escaped from his throat, and veins on the man's temples bulged from the exertion.

The woman frowned and stood up suddenly, "Don't worry."

The familiar breath came again, and the pain eased .

"I remember the last time you gave me a massage was a year ago."

The night before he left the country.

After attending the party organized by Zheng Le, his cervical spondylosis recurred.

Although the woman seemed to be in a bad mood at the time, she still thoughtfully prepared a hot water bottle and gave him a massage.

At some point, Wen Yuhua stopped moving.

Under the cold white light, the woman's whole body was glowing with a holy light, like an angel sent by God to save him.

The man's heart moved, he stared at the woman's pink lips, and pulled her into his arms.