C20

1749 hours: The train arrived at Nanyuan Station.

Xiao Yun waited at the exit with a heavy weight on his shoulders. Slight Chill ran over with her luggage, "Why have you come personally?"

"Your dad is at home cooking. Since he has nothing to do, I came to pick you up." Xiao Yun reached out to grab her luggage, but she did not budge at all. She gently took's arm and walked towards the parking lot, "Has my dad returned home?"

"He's been doing very well recently. The doctor has allowed him to go home, and the company is celebrating its anniversary. There are so many things that your father has to attend, so it's not convenient for him to stay in the hospital." After Xiao Yun finished speaking, he looked at Mi Xia, "Xiao Xia, the auntie has helped you tidy up your room. You can rest for the night, and tomorrow morning, the driver will take you back to your hometown to visit your grandma. From now on, you will stay at home, and it will also be convenient when you go to the office."

"Auntie, I'm looking after the house near the company."

"It's not safe for a girl like you to live outside. You should stay at home. It's also good to stay with Slight Chill."

"Exactly." Slight Chill agreed.

Mi Xia could only accept.

After putting his luggage into the trunk, Slight Chill's cellphone rang. The caller ID showed Xia Zhiyu.

"Come over to the bridal chamber tomorrow and talk about the divorce."

"Alright, I'll come look for you tomorrow at eight o'clock."

After hanging up, Slight Chill put her phone back into her pocket and took a deep breath to ease the discomfort in her heart.

When she arrived home, she saw that her father had cooked a whole table of dishes, which she loved to eat. Her brother was sitting on her father's lap, and he felt a little better.

Initially, Slight Chill wanted to inform her father about the divorce, but she changed her mind.

"..."

At half past seven in the morning, Slight Chill arrived at the new room that Xia Zhiyu mentioned.

This house in Baiyun Mansion was the wedding room that her father had given her, but the days that she and Xia Zhiyu had lived in together could be counted on.

On the day of their wedding, she stayed in the empty room all night by herself. Then, when she went to school in B City, during the summer holidays, as long as she came back to stay, Xia Zhiyu would make an excuse to travel. After that, she would never come here again.

It was difficult for the two of them to be here together, but they were here to talk about a divorce.

Slight Chill used the key to open the door, bent down to take out the pink slippers from the shoe cabinet, unsure if Qiao Ming had worn them when he arrived, then threw them to the side and entered the house barefooted.

In this place, she had longed for countless of blessings and blessings. The interior decorations and decorations had all been designed according to her and's preferences, and now no matter how she looked at it, she had ridiculed them. Her bed, her people, Qiao Ming had all slept in this place before.

She never thought that her marriage to Xia Zhiyu would end like this ?

Although Xia Zhiyu's betrayal had hurt her severely, she was still unwilling to part with him.

He was with Qiao Ming now, and would not stay here any longer. She would just cry here, and it could be said that she had drawn a conclusion to her previous life.

She knelt on the ground and held her face and whimpered.

Xia Zhiyu walked out of the bedroom. He was only wearing his house pants, exposing his sturdy and perfect upper body, looking like he had just woken up. He was slightly stunned, and subconsciously ran out.

Xia Zhiyu was faster than her. Before she left, he flung her on the door, grabbed her chin and studied her. Seeing her tears, he pursed his lips.

Slight Chill was being held down by him and was unable to break free no matter what. She was very angry, "Let go of me!"

"You're crying for me?"

"Keep dreaming!"

"You haven't changed the fact that you speak words that don't mean by heart. Then, who are you crying for?" The smile on his thin lips deepened, his tone proud.

Since he couldn't break free, Slight Chill decided not to struggle. She was too lazy to speak to him and looked away, not looking at him.

Not willing to have eye contact with him made Xia Zhiyu very unhappy. He squinted his eyes, grabbed her chin and lowered his head to kiss her.

Slight Chill could not escape, so she bit down hard on his lips, causing the stench of blood to spread. Xia Zhiyu frowned, and kissed even more deeply.

The scent of her body confused him. A single kiss would not satisfy him this early in the morning. He wanted her.

She used to be cool and beautiful, but she was too immature. After that one year of marriage, they rarely met. Now that she was 21 years old, her figure was graceful and her temperament was indescribable.

Xia Zhiyu's breathing became even more ragged, and his fingers started digging into her clothes.

Slight Chill felt extremely embarrassed. What was this?

A close relationship that hadn't happened in a year was about to happen?

In this marriage, forget about kissing her like this, even looking at her in the eye pitifully, when she touched Qiao Ming and kissed her again, she felt a little angry and disgusted.

She gave up struggling with her back against the door, her eyes red, and when he kissed her neck she said, "Now you don't mind me getting dirty? You don't mind me being touched? "

The man on top of her instantly stiffened and glared at her angrily. He pinched her chin tightly, not caring if it hurt her. He then coldly said, "You must use this matter to satisfy my appetite?"

Slight Chill pushed him away and sneered, "Even after so long, you still feel unsatisfied? It's only been two months since you rolled in bed with Qiao Ming, do you think I'm disgusting? We're all dirty, one for each of us, we're even. "

When she married Xia Zhiyu, she was twenty. She told herself that there would be a day when Xia Zhiyu would forgive her for her rebellious mistakes, and she could just wait for him to forgive with her whole life, waiting for him to get rid of her grudges. It was because she loved him so badly, that he didn't feel like she had any idea how to live.

She was 21 years old, and Xia Zhiyu had cheated on their marriage, allowing her to taste that indescribable feeling that year. Who told her not to cherish him back then?

However, at this moment, Slight Chill no longer felt guilty, because even though they were even, it was all over.

When she was 14 years old, the 19 year old Xia Zhiyu said that university life was very rich, many girls liked him, and he only liked one girl named Fu Weiliang ?

On the field at Nan Yuan University, fifteen years old, Xia Zhiyu, who had just finished playing basketball, was covered in sweat.

That year, when she woke up from her drunken stupor in her hotel room, she wasn't wearing any clothes. Her entire body was filled with traces of indulgence, and in the unfamiliar bed, there was only herself, as well as the floor full of clothes.

Xia Zhiyu hurried over and personally saw her terrible state ?

If there was no such thing, she would have married Xia Zhiyu after graduating from university. The two of them would have definitely fallen in love.

Unlike now, a square table separated two people's hearts.

Xia Zhiyu donned a T-shirt and sat on the sofa as he smoked. Slightly cold, he stared at his feet, his emotions had already been tidied up, and he said calmly: "The condition for my divorce, is that the account you transferred and my father's shares will be returned to the original owner."

He blew out a smoke ring. "The real reason I transferred my accounts and shares is because of you."