The two characters struck Qi Yunqian like a heavy hamr to his heart, making his lips instantly purse tight.
Soon, the staff mber handed over the little red books stamped with the official seal to both of them.
Upon seeing the words "Divorce Certificate" emblazoned on the booklet, Song Shiwei felt as if she had shed a layer of shackles, her entire body relaxed.
Even the air seed much fresher.
She reached out, took it from the staff mber, and stuffed it into her bag.
Qi Yunqian, on the other hand, seed to have been scorched by the sight of the red booklet, his eyes bloodshot, and his lips clamped together as he stood in place, unable to take it for a long ti.
Song Shiwei, upon noticing this, took it from the staff mber and slapped it onto his chest, revealing a smile to Qi Yunqian, "President Qi, take it. We’ve co this far, let’s leave each other so dignity and not make it too ugly."
Her hand, with the thin divorce certificate between them, landed on his chest, snapping Qi Yunqian back to reality.
By the ti he was fully alert, he had already taken the divorce certificate from Song Shiwei’s hand, and Song Shiwei had passed him and was walking out.
Qi Yunqian stuffed the booklet into his pocket and turned to chase after her, grabbing Song Shiwei’s hand.
Song Shiwei instinctively shook it, trying to throw off his grip, but Qi Yunqian was too strong, and she simply couldn’t get away.
A hint of impatience erged in Song Shiwei’s eyes as she turned to look at Qi Yunqian, her voice cool, "President Qi, we are divorced now. Please respect yourself."
Qi Yunqian pursed his lips, stubbornly holding on to her hand without letting go, and whispered, "It’s hard to get a taxi here, let take you back."
Song Shiwei’s brow furrowed, just about to refuse, when a horn sounded.
"Beep beep—"
Following that, a black sedan slowly pulled up beside Song Shiwei.
The car door opened, and Shifei, tall and slender, stepped out. He took off his sunglasses, revealing a cold, handso face.
He gave a cool glance at Qi Yunqian holding onto Song Shiwei’s wrist, then looked up at Song Shiwei to inquire, "Shiwei, do you need any help?"
The mont Qi Yunqian saw Shifei appear, his muscles tensed instantly, his gaze at him laced with hostility as he gripped Song Shiwei’s wrist even tighter.
He rembered this young man.
Back at the bar, Shiwei was very close with him.
It seed they had known each other for a long ti.
Yet, he couldn’t find any information about the young man at all; his database ca back completely clean.
Song Shiwei was sowhat surprised as well, but her face did not show it. Instead, she indicated Shifei and said to Qi Yunqian, "My ride is here, you can let go now."
Qi Yunqian’s handso face paled, his brows and eyes filled with gloom, his voice hoarse with a hint of bitterness, "Shiwei, can you, not leave with him? Just let take you this ti, for the last ti."
"I can’t." said Song Shiwei expressionlessly, with a calm recounting, "President Qi, we are divorced now, and after the divorce, we shouldn’t have any further entanglent."
Qi Yunqian understood this logic.
But he couldn’t bear to watch Song Shiwei being taken away by another man, right before his eyes.
Especially since this man harbored designs on her.
Qi Yunqian felt as if a boulder were pressing on his chest, making it nearly impossible to breathe. When he spoke, his throat felt as if it were filled with sand, painfully scratching him, "I, I know."
"Just this last ti, Shiwei," Qi Yunqian’s Adam’s apple bobbed, swallowing down the bitterness in his throat, his eyes full of pain, "you can’t do this to ."
Song Shiwei watched him silently, then suddenly asked, "Then why were you able to do that to before?"
"I just liked you, was that such an unforgivable mistake?"
"Why, just because you liked , did I have to suffer so much, losing so many loved ones?"
Those calm sentences fell like a teor from the sky, piercing through Qi Yunqian’s chest in an instant. The pain made his upright back bend, his complexion turned as pale as paper, and the hand holding her wrist trembled.
What did she do wrong?
The one at fault was him.
It was his hubris, his selfishness; he had created this situation while trying to test Song Shiwei’s love.
It was his fault.
"Let’s part on good terms, Qi Yunqian. From now on, let’s treat each other as strangers," Song Shiwei said with a smile, firmly pulling her hand away and turning to walk step by step toward Shifei.
Shifei watched Song Shiwei approach him in silence, reaching out to open the car door for her, raising his hand to shield her head, fearing she might bump it.
After Song Shiwei was seated, he turned to glance at Qi Yunqian, who remained frozen in place, unable to snap back to reality for a long ti. A flicker of irony passed through his eyes as he silently said to him, "You had it coming."
Shiwei, such a good person, and you didn’t know how to cherish her. Ending up like this, Qi Yunqian, you had it coming.
Qi Yunqian clenched his fists tightly, his gaze dark as he watched Shifei.
Shifei expressionlessly opened the car door, got in, and drove away without any hesitation.
Qi Yunqian watched her unrelenting back, a thick taste of rust rising in his throat, the world turning black before his eyes. His body, which had been working nonstop for days on end, couldn’t hold up anymore, and he collapsed on the ground.
In the mont before losing consciousness, he saw Song Shiwei looking at him through the open window.
Hope flickered in Qi Yunqian’s eyes, and he fantasized that Song Shiwei might panic, that she might run to him, distressed and worried, like she had done back in their student days when he got hurt.
But at the mont he completely lost consciousness, he saw Song Shiwei close the car window without expression.
Despair filled Qi Yunqian’s heart, and with a sense of hopelessness, he closed his eyes.
Indeed, she had co to despise him thoroughly.
When Qi Yunqian’s driver saw his boss collapse by the roadside, he hurried over to help him into the car and take him to the hospital.
The two cars passed each other on the road, just like the lives of the two people, never to intersect again.
In the car, Shifei stole a glance at Song Shiwei, his thin lips slightly pursed, asking in a low voice, "Shiwei, should we follow the Qi family’s car?"
Song Shiwei looked at him puzzled, "Why would we follow them?"
Shifei’s grip on the steering wheel tightened slightly, his gaze fixed on the road ahead, his voice cold, "Qi Yunqian has fainted. The Qi family’s driver is taking him to the hospital, you..."
"Aren’t you going to follow them?"
Song Shiwei used to be very concerned about Qi Yunqian; she would be the most anxious whenever he suffered even a slight headache or fever.
A shadow seed to pass over Shifei’s eyes.
Now, it should be the sa...
"Why would I do that?" Song Shiwei scoffed, crossing her arms and her eyes glinting with scorn, "We’re already divorced. Not sending him a large wreath is already the last of my kindness."
A light suddenly sparkled in Shifei’s dim eyes, and his usually cold voice took on a hint of excitent, "Divorced?"
"Yeah, didn’t you hear? We already got the divorce certificate," Song Shiwei said as she pulled out the divorce certificate from her bag to show Shifei, then looked at him with so confusion and asked, "But why were you at the civil affairs office? Were you there to get a license with your girlfriend?"
Shifei’s face tensed, and he quickly denied in a rapid tone, "No, I don’t have a girlfriend."
He carefully explained, "A teacher who lives nearby has been ill recently. I ca to visit him and just happened to see you and Qi Yunqian."
That was after he had returned from the bar when he encountered Song Shiwei once more.
Song Shiwei had been avoiding him all along.
He couldn’t resist, so he drove over.
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