Jiang Nuan couldn’t understand what he ant.
"I’m definitely going to divorce you. It’s been five years, there’s no point in dragging it out. Let’s get the paperwork done quickly, and we can all relax. It won’t delay you from finding a second chance at love. That female doctor last night was nice; she seed to care about you a lot. She probably really likes you, you might want to consider it."
If she hadn’t ntioned the latter part, Fu Yi wouldn’t have been so angry. As she spoke further, Fu Yi wanted to stop her from speaking.
"What made you think she cares about ? We’re not in the kind of relationship you imagine. We’ve only t a few tis."
"Stop!" Jiang Nuan intervened, looking at him with an indescribable expression, "You don’t have to explain your relationship to . Even if you both went to get a marriage certificate this afternoon, I’d still give you my blessing."
The veins on Fu Yi’s forehead twitched, thinking he could endure it, but at this point, he knew he was deluding himself.
He put down the lemon water, placed his hand on the table, and said straightforwardly, "Divorce is impossible!"
"You were the one who wanted to divorce !" Jiang Nuan widened her eyes, leaning on the table, her delicate face shouting in anger, "Fu Yi, get this straight, you wanted to divorce , not the other way around!"
Seeing her animated expression because of her anger, Fu Yi found her more pleasing to the eye. His rose-colored thin lips curled up slightly, adding a touch of gentleness to his handso face, "I gave you that divorce agreent not because I wanted to divorce you. I wanted to give you more options."
Jiang Nuan still rembered waking up to see the divorce agreent on the bedside table, feeling an overwhelming despair. Now he was telling her that back then, he gave her the divorce agreent just to give her more options, and she couldn’t help but want to laugh.
"I’ve chosen, I want a divorce."
Fu Yi’s smile froze, "No."
Jiang Nuan laughed, her eyes cold, her words even sharper than a blade, "Fu Yi, you let choose, I chose, and now you’re saying no? What do you an?"
Fu Yi took a deep breath, the knuckles of his hand on the table standing out with restraint, "I let you choose five years ago."
"Five years ago, I also chose divorce." Jiang Nuan remained unmoved, "Now I’ve thought it through even more clearly. We’re not suitable for each other: personality, age, experiences, social circles...none of it fits. I can’t integrate into your circle, and I can’t appreciate the things you like. Being forced together makes us both unhappy. When I was younger, I didn’t understand, always clinging to you, always thinking that everything in the world could be brought closer through effort. After spending a few years abroad, I’ve understood that not everything in this world can be made up with effort."
Her eyes were mournful, yet she stubbornly hid her sadness, looking at him with clear eyes, "...such as, when soone doesn’t like you."
Fu Yi’s eyes suddenly deepened.
At that mont, Li Qing ca out carrying two cups of coffee.
"Cappuccino and Blue Mountain."
She smilingly placed the cappuccino, decorated with a little dog, in front of Jiang Nuan, then put the Blue Mountain in front of Fu Yi, unaware of the argunt between the two. She broke the heavy atmosphere by saying to Fu Yi, "Mr. Fu, after you bathe and groom Toothbrush, are you taking him back with you?"
Fu Yi rarely took his gaze off Jiang Nuan and nodded, "Mm."
Jiang Nuan was a bit confused and couldn’t help but turn her head to ask, "Nanny Li, isn’t Toothbrush staying with you?"
Toothbrush was a stray dog she picked up outside the school gate. When she took the little guy ho, he was only two months old, wobbling as he walked, clinging to her clothes with his babyish bark. It was raining that day, and the little puppy was soaked all over, looking so pitiful.
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