"Old Ning, what do you an, Ning’s is thriving now, and Lu’s is on the verge of collapse. If you divorce now, Lu’s is finished!"
Hearing these words, Ning Jingshen bitterly smiled.
"Qinghe, why is it that when I ntion divorce, your first reaction isn’t about our feelings but about the company?"
Lu Qinghe was taken aback, then turned her face away, hastily adjusting her hair to cover her emotions.
Ning Jingshen watched her, her well-maintained face marked by the scratches Lu Jinjin had left earlier in a fit of madness. In her cold eyes, there was never any trace of him.
"Did you marry for Lu’s sake, right?"
Lu Qinghe responded irritably, "Otherwise? Old Ning, we’re not seventeen or eighteen anymore, talking about feelings? In any case, I’m telling you, I won’t agree to a divorce!"
She hadn’t gotten what she wanted yet! It would be a loss to divorce now.
Such an unprofitable deal, she would never make!
Indeed, she turned marriage into a business transaction!
Ning Jingshen rubbed his brow, still holding so affection for Lu Qinghe. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have married her. Seeing her current attitude, he suddenly realized his marriage was nothing but a joke.
He betrayed his promise to his late wife and hurt Ning Xixi, only to end up with not a complete family, but an even more fragnted life.
"If you don’t agree to a mutual divorce, then we’ll et in court." Ning Jingshen’s stance was firm.
Lu Qinghe fell silent for a mont. She knew better than anyone - this man, with his usually gentle temperant, once he’s decided on sothing, who could change his mind?
No... soone once did.
Song Weiyang.
Thinking of Song Weiyang’s face, Lu Qinghe gritted her teeth in hatred.
"Fine, then let’s drag this out!"
She opened the car door with an imposing air, and from the inside, ca Ning Jingshen’s whisper, as if it would float away in the wind, "Qinghe, is there nothing you want to tell ?"
Lu Qinghe’s movents froze.
Could it be... he discovered sothing?
Damn it! How was he so lucky? First a car accident, then an assassin, yet he survived both!
"No."
"I see..." Pain flashed through Ning Jingshen’s eyes.
Lu Qinghe got out of the car, and the driver, sensing the atmosphere, took the wheel. Lu Qinghe faintly heard Ning Jingshen instruct the driver to head to Ying City Cetery.
Her steps faltered.
She was almost certain Ning Jingshen knew of Song Weiyang’s death connection to her!
Clenching her palm, she took out her phone and dialed a man’s number.
"Take care of Ning Jingshen for ."
...
Miankong Bar.
Cheng Youran booked a private room, acting as if she was experienced in ordering, "Bring out the most handso guys you have here."
Ning Xixi and Jian Yixue were shocked!
My gosh! Cheng Youran, this isn’t a surprise, this is a shock!
The waiter, obliging, said, "Alright, please wait a mont."
A few minutes later, the room was filled with various styles of handso n, commonly known as gigolos.
"Are we here to pick up soone?" Ning Xixi mouthed to Cheng Youran, feeling if Ji Yebai found out, she’d definitely get spanked!
"Don’t be scared, let’s pick one and see. Aren’t you curious?" Cheng Youran blinked, "The three of us could even play mahjong with one more! If you don’t pick now, even if you wanted to in the future, your Ji won’t let you!"
Ning Xixi: ... She makes such a compelling argunt.
Curiosity killed the cat, she bit her finger, face full of sacrificial resolve.
"Alright, let’s pick!"
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