Ex-husband, Don't Get Close/C4 Let's Get Divorced
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C4 Let's Get Divorced

Was that woman so important?

Had he never worried about how much pain his wife would suffer at home? Qin Siyao's hand tightened and loosened. She held back the tears that were welling up in her eyes again, turned around and left the bedroom. She then went downstairs to the kitchen.

"Miss Qin, let me do it."

Seeing that Qin Siyao went to the kitchen herself, the nanny hurriedly followed and tried to bring the kitchen utensils from Qin Siyao's hands, but Qin Siyao refused. She lowered her head without saying a word, numbly washing the rice in the pot, preparing to boil his favorite vegetable porridge for Lu Zilee.

After washing the last time, Qin Siyao looked at the almost clear water and the white rice under the water that was crystal clear and plump. This was Lu Zilee's favorite taste.

She had to go to several supermarkets in order to find a place to sell this kind of rice. At home, other than Jiang Wantao, who occasionally cooked for Lu Zilee, the rest of Lili's family liked to cook for him.

A teardrop fell onto the water, making a slight sound. Ripples spread out, and Qin Siyao's face, which was reflected in the water, was shattered into pieces.

She held the pot and stood in the kitchen like a wooden puppet, tears pouring down her face like rain. She didn't wipe her tears away until she heard Lu Zilee's voice asking the maid outside. Then she opened fire and made porridge.

A slender figure appeared at the kitchen door. He had changed into a simple household uniform. The beige shirt matched his skin well, but Qin Siyao had never seen him wear it before.

Usually, Lu Zilee's clothes were bought by Qin Siyao. She was very clear about Lu Zilee's size. Whenever she looked at the clothes she liked and wore on a man she liked, she would never forget the satisfaction and joy.

"What are you doing?" Lu Zilee looked at Qin Siyao with his eyebrows knitted imperceptibly.

"Making porridge without breakfast is bad for your health." Qin Siyao forced out a smile, looking at Lu Zilee with eyes full of anticipation. He was uneasy but also had a humble expectation. He could explain that the woman called Xinqi was a misunderstanding and that he had accidentally made a mistake. As long as he softened his attitude and admitted his mistake, it would be fine.

These three years, Qin Siyao had always thought that she was a princess, the princess that was in the hands of Lu Zilee. Now, Qin Siyao finally knew that in this marriage, she was the lowly one.

Lu Zilee gently shook his hand inside his sleeve. He understood the pleading look in Qin Siyao's eyes.

"Oh yeah, you like to add some pickles to your porridge, right?" The beans that I helped you marinate last time should be ready. I'll cut some and put them in my mouth. "

Qin Siyao didn't wait for Lu Zilee to say anything and immediately turned around to look for her pickled beans. She was a daughter of the delicate Qin Family, and ever since she was young, only Lu Zilee had been able to make her willingly become a housewife that dealt with chicken oil and salt.

I still remember Lu Zilee saying, "Siyao, you already don't look like a big miss because of me."

Qin Siyao squatted there and didn't get up for a long time. Her mind was filled with scenes of Lu Zilee and her joking. She didn't want to turn around and see Lu Zilee and let him see her crying again.

"Let me cut it." Qin Siyao choked with sobs. Then, she stood up with her back facing Lu Zilee and started to cut the beans on the chopping block.

"Qin Siyao, can you stop pretending?" Lu Zilee looked at the slim back, his tone was a little impatient. Was he used to pretending to be a good wife and mother?

Qin Siyao raised the back of her hand to wipe the tears at the corner of her eyes. She didn't say anything but bit her lips and continued cutting the beans. The sour taste of the beans rushed into her nose. She didn't like this taste.

Ever since she was young, she had never come into contact with this kind of food. However, she knew that Lu Zilee was not like this. His world was once very dark and cheap.

Qin Siyao cut the beans evenly in length as she liked, so she didn't listen to Lu Zilee's words that hurt her. The sharp edge of the knife cut down on the cutting board, producing a dull sound.

Lu Zilee hated the silent Qin Siyao. He felt unfamiliar and disgusted.

"Let's get divorced." Lu Zilee's voice was cold and clear.

As the blade of the knife shifted, a deep wound appeared on Qin Siyao's hand. Dark red droplets of blood were oozing out bit by bit, before flowing out recklessly, dyeing the chopping board and the beans red.

She put down the knife in her hand. Her fingers didn't hurt, but her heart hurt. This was the second time Lu Zilee mentioned divorce. He was so anxious and didn't want to leave any leeway.

Seeing Qin Siyao stop cutting the beans and standing there stiffly, Lu Zilee's voice continued: "You saw it too, Xinqi is pregnant, I have to take responsibility for her, and I don't want my child to be born an illegitimate child."

After saying that, Lu Zilee did not stay any longer, turned around and left the kitchen, leaving behind only Qin Siyao standing there by herself, blood still gushing out from her hands. She almost cut off a piece of her own flesh, but she didn't care, compared to Lu Zilee digging a hole in her heart, it was really a small wound.

"Miss Qin, oh my god, you, this is …" The nanny outside saw Lu Zilee leave with his clothes and immediately went to the kitchen to check on Qin Siyao's condition. Who knew that Qin Siyao's hands were covered in blood, so she cried out.

"An illegitimate child, hehe …" Qin Siyao laughed. That desolate laughter made the nanny's heart ache. Although Qin Siyao was a rich girl, but she was kind-hearted. Everyone could see that. They couldn't understand why Lu Zilee did that.

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