Chapter 233: Chapter 170 We’re Here to Get Divorced Today_2
Two minutes later, he erged, “Grab the car keys on the coffee table for .”
“Oh.” Wei Lan imdiately turned around and walked to the living room. However, the man with his back to her let out a sigh of relief as he turned and watched her retreating figure.
This was the first ti he had ever been alone in a room with a woman, and he felt even more nervous than the first ti he went to et a client to discuss a contract.
He didn’t know what to say or what to do.
Hearing her footsteps approaching, Yang Zichen imdiately turned his back, pretending he had just co out of the room, and took the keys she handed to him, saying, “Let’s go.”
Such a well-behaved girl, it was a real loss for the person who didn’t know how to cherish her.
But he should thank the person for being blind.
After she buckled up, Yang Zichen started the car, looking straight ahead, and asked indifferently, “Where to?”
“Take ho first.”
She needed to go back and get her docunts, and she didn’t know whether Jing Zan had gone to the Civil Affairs Bureau.
The car arrived smoothly, and Wei Lan felt it was too much trouble to bother him and said, “Special Assistant Yang, you go ahead…”
Yang Zichen seriously interrupted her, “Call Ah Chen. Once we’re out of the office, you can relax a bit, no need to be so formal.”
“Ah…” Wei Lan felt that calling him such an intimate na was too embarrassing, so she simply omitted the title and said directly, “You go ahead with your work, I can just take a taxi later.”
“No problem, I’m free today anyway. Go get what you need, I happen to have so business to attend to nearby.”
Hearing him say this, Wei Lan didn’t refuse any further and quickly ran upstairs, not wanting to keep him waiting for too long.
Yang Zichen watched her run off, a smile that was rarely seen appeared in his eyes, even if it was a faint one.
Wei Lan went upstairs, feeling fortunate that she usually had the bad habit of forgetting her keys when going out. After unlocking the door a few tis, she got into the habit of leaving a spare key on top of the fire hydrant for when she forgot her keys.
Today it ca in handy.
She didn’t know if Jing Zan was still at ho, but he rarely stayed here. He probably left early last night.
She opened the door, and noticing his shoes weren’t by the door, the n’s slippers she bought for him were scattered, one of each; indeed, he had left.
Wei Lan then entered the house with relief, took out her docunts from the bedroom drawer, shouldered her bag, and left.
Once in the elevator, she took out her phone and checked it. There were several missed calls from Jing Zan, with the first call being shortly after she left the night before.
The other calls all ca in around eight o’clock in the morning.
There were also a few text ssages, basically asking where she was, saying he would clarify things with Zheng Shiwan, saying he wouldn’t get a divorce…
If these words were from before, she might have been moved.
But now, she could no longer find that flutter in her heart.
After thinking it over, she replied to him: I’m waiting for you at the Civil Affairs Bureau.
This sentence on its own sounded touching, but they were going there to get a divorce, not to marry…
Right after the text was sent, Jing Zan called, his tone more anxious than ever before, “Lanlan! Where are you?”
“I’m almost there.” For the first ti, she spoke to soone with such an indifferent tone, and that person was soone she had once loved.
“Lanlan, listen to , I…”
Wei Lan didn’t want to hear any more and imdiately hung up the phone.
She felt that he was no longer the senior she knew, no longer clean, no longer sunny, no longer devoted…
The more he talked, the worse her impression of him beca.
If it weren’t for the thought of running into Yang Zichen again later, tears might have welled up again.
Back in the car, Yang Zichen drove quietly.
From the incident last night until now, he had not pried into her personal affairs.
He hadn’t asked how she was last night, why she needed to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau.
Wei Lan was grateful for his silence; if he had probed, and she recounted everything, it would reopen her barely healed scars.
She thought Yang Zichen understood her, not knowing this man had already learned everything but feigned ignorance.
When the car stopped in front of the Civil Affairs Bureau, she saw Jing Zan standing by the roadside through the car window. Wei Lan pursed her lips, forgetting even to thank Yang Zichen, and pushed open the car door and walked over.
Yang Zichen got out of the car too and saw Jing Zan taking a few steps forward to embrace Wei Lan, asking anxiously, “Where were you last night?! Do you know I’ve been looking for you all night?”
Seeing Jing Zan restraining Wei Lan with his hands, Yang Zichen’s brow furrowed, wishing he could step forward and break them!
“Senior…if only you had been like this earlier, things might not have turned out so badly.”
Even if he wasn’t truly separated from Zheng Shiwan when he married her, he shouldn’t have continued to waver between two won after the marriage. If he had made a choice earlier, she might not bla him.
Jing Zan let go of her, seeing the disappointnt in her eyes, his heart sank too. He sincerely said, “Let’s go clarify things with Wanwan together later; how about we hold the wedding this month?”
“Senior…we are here to get a divorce today.”
Upon hearing Wei Lan insisting on a divorce, Jing Zan lost his temper, then noticed the car Wei Lan just got out of and the handso man standing beside it now. Suddenly realizing sothing, he laughed mockingly and asked, “Lin Weilan, why must you insist on a divorce?”
Wei Lan found his anger incomprehensible, “Because I don’t want to share my husband with other won! Senior, I think I’ve done nothing wrong in this marriage; I wanted to work it out, but it’s really hard by myself.”
Her words did not elicit Jing Zan’s sympathy, but instead his unfounded accusation: “Clear conscience?!” Pointing at Yang Zichen, he loudly reproached Wei Lan, “Then tell who this man is?! Did you run off last night because you couldn’t wait to sleep with him? Are you feeling lonely because I haven’t touched you?! I never expected you to be this kind of…”
Before his sentence finished, the hand pointing at Yang Zichen was grasped by another slender hand…
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