Su Hongxing listened and nodded, as if Qiao Qiao’s analysis made sense.
"If you can guess it, I think things might not be that simple." After pondering for a mont, Su Hongxing said with a smile.
Qiao Qiao disagreed: "Maybe you’re overthinking it."
Was this damn woman implying she was simple-minded?
Su Hongxing just smiled and didn’t speak, then Qiao Qiao punched her a few more tis.
"Alright, just kidding with you. Another thing, you’re always staying at my place; my mom is starting to complain. Are you sure you don’t want to go ho?"
Also, shouldn’t it be ti to bring up the matter of Qiao Qiao’s divorce from Ye Xiandong?
"I really don’t want to go back ho. If I do, I’ll just get nagged by my parents again. Now I even dread calling them. I’ll wait until after my divorce with Ye Xiandong to go ho and report to my parents." Qiao Qiao felt that she should take care of her divorce from Ye Xiandong first.
Since Ye Xiandong could stand up again, it was ti for her and Ye Xiandong to co to an end.
Ye Xiandong was surprised to receive a call from Qiao Qiao: "Xiaoqiao?"
"It’s . I heard you can stand up now, congratulations. Also, I hope you can find so ti to... process our divorce..."
Qiao Qiao said a few more words, but Ye Xiandong didn’t take in a single one.
He had foreseen this day would co sooner or later.
That she didn’t leave him at his most difficult mont was already more than he could ask for.
"Ye Xiandong, are you listening to ?" Seeing that Ye Xiandong didn’t respond, Qiao Qiao raised her voice.
Ye Xiandong mustered up so energy and replied, "Give a few days to think about it, I’ll give you an answer in three days."
After he finished, he hung up the phone.
No matter how long he thought, he didn’t want to divorce Qiao Qiao. Regrettably, he had no reason to hold on to her anymore.
It seed the only thing he could do now was to give her freedom...
Du Qingyu looked up and saw Ye Xiandong’s devastated expression: "Xiandong, what happened?"
"Xiaoqiao wants to divorce . Tell , should I divorce her, set her free?" Ye Xiandong looked down at his legs: "If I had known it would co to this, I would rather have been paralyzed for life."
Du Qingyu’s gaze settled on Ye Xiandong’s face: "Do you now regret not treating her better? Given your situation with her, any woman would’ve stopped tolerating it by now. After your accident, she didn’t kick you while you were down, she even stayed by your side to take care of you. With such affection, even if you don’t want to divorce, you should give her her freedom."
Ye Xiandong wore a dejected look: "I know all that you’re saying..."
Just then, the office phone rang. Du Qingyu picked up the receiver, it was the secretary’s internal line: "President Du, there’s a call from the chairman of Hongkang Group."
Du Qingyu glanced at Ye Xiandong: "You go ahead with your work, I’ll take the call."
Ye Xiandong, feeling down, left the office with his crutches.
Du Qingyu picked up the phone, and the voice on the other end had a hint of anger: "Are you the one spreading rumors online?"
"What rumors?!" Du Qingyu was completely bewildered.
"It wasn’t you?"
Du Qingyu felt overwheld: "I’ve been so busy, how would I have ti to follow online gossip? Please hold on, let see what’s going on."
She quickly browsed the online news, and her expression grew darker: "I did indeed have dinner with President Ding that day, and all we talked about was work. How did it get twisted like this online? I didn’t do this..."
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