Xiao Jinghuai sat across from Lin Xue’er, expressionless, and said, "Just say it directly! What do you want with Lan Yuzhe?"
"Is it necessary for you to be so tense?" Lin Xue’er covered her mouth with a light laugh, "I’m not here to reconcile with you, and even if I wanted to now, it’s impossible. You have a son and a daughter. Would you really divorce your wife for ?"
Twelve years is a long ti, long enough to make a woman beco a stranger.
In Xiao Jinghuai’s mory, Lin Xue’er was never very talkative and always loved tranquility. Every ti he ca ho from work, he would see her arranging flowers, poised and dignified, a typical lady.
At that ti, he was busy with his career and was either staying at the company or in his study, so he didn’t have much interaction with her, nor did he pay much attention.
The marriage between the Xiao and Lin families happened when he was still young, and she was even younger. At the ti, he thought that since she was so young, she might not have figured out the aning of this marriage yet. It’s also possible she was thrown into the arms of a completely unfamiliar man before having any romantic relationships.
Seeing her love for peace and quiet, he tried to give her ti alone, not to disturb her excessively. Though they were married, their mode of getting along was more like roommates sharing a rental—
Xiao Jinghuai uncharacteristically smiled, "We haven’t seen each other for over a decade. You seem to have changed."
"Who wouldn’t?" Lin Xue’er’s eyes couldn’t hide the flash of sorrow, "I was just a young girl when I married you, and now I’ve already..."
A thirty-year-old woman cannot deny aging; soon wrinkles will climb onto her face, her figure will lose its shape, and her skin will beco loose.
She would quietly turn into a middle-aged woman, and the re thought of it was terrifying.
Xiao Jinghuai saw her pause there and furrowed his brow even deeper, "We’ve caught up now. Can we talk about the main issue? How do you know Lan Yuzhe?"
"It’s not that I know him, but rather..." Lin Xue’er clutched her bag, unsure whether she should continue.
"Is there sothing you can’t talk about?" Xiao Jinghuai raised an eyebrow, noticing her hesitation, "Is it related to Mu Zanting?"
This woman once ran away with Mu Zanting, abandoning everything, even her own child. It was clear how devoted she was to that man.
After so many years, aside from Mu Zanting, he really couldn’t think of any reason that would bring her back in front of him!
Moreover, not long ago Mu Zanting caused such chaos in Qingcheng City.
"Yes." Lin Xue’er clenched her hand, "He’s having so health issues."
"Is that so?" Xiao Jinghuai’s eyes darkened instantly, "For soone like him, even if people don’t take him down, he’ll eventually face retribution. Heaven will deal with him."
"You—"
Lin Xue’er instantly flared up with anger; her breath unstable. The mont her gaze t Xiao Jinghuai’s deep, unfathomable eyes, she instinctively turned her head away, "He certainly can’t be called a good person, but he’s better than your heartless indifference. If you hadn’t neglected back then, how would I have..."
A newlywed couple, yet they don’t share a room; who could endure that?
All that talk about being busy with work, about instability, it was all excuses.
"So is your infidelity during the marriage my fault for neglecting you back then?"
A tight string snapped in Xiao Jinghuai’s mind, his loud and crackling voice causing him to lose his composure. He stood up from the sofa, looking down at the woman with anger—
"...I’m sorry." Lin Xue’er apologized sincerely, "I was wrong back then, which is why I left with nothing when we divorced."
Xiao Jinghuai sneered. Twelve years had made everything so different, yet upon eting again, they were still entangled with those past trivialities.
Ha, did he waste these twelve years for nothing?
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