C12 Failure

The negotiation in chapter 12 collapsed.

According to what she knew, Qi Xiuchen had not had any scandal for many years. He was a man who was not close to women.

Oh, that's not right.

There was a legendary blue-faced confidant beside him. She had seen him last time. He seemed to have called Shang Yue over.

Could it be that he had a fetish for both men and women?

Bai Qingyu suddenly shook her head.

Forget it. Even if he had a fetish, it did not seem to have much to do with her.

Qi Xiuchen naturally did not know that Bai Qingyu had already regarded him as an unusual person.

He did not dream the whole night.

Early in the morning, a gentle breeze blew from the windowsill.

Bai Qingyu stretched her back out of habit.

The moment she opened her eyes, she saw the chandelier on the ceiling. Her originally energetic face instantly dimmed a little.

This was not the room she used to live in.

So everything that had happened in the past few days was not a dream.

She adjusted herself a bit, then got up and put everything away.

Qi Xiuchen was already sitting in the main hall of the villa and reading the newspaper.

Standing at the corner of the corridor on the second floor, he looked at Qi Xiuchen, who was sitting safely on the sofa downstairs.

Bai Qingyu suddenly felt that this life of being addicted to money and paper, what exactly were people chasing after?

Was it to live a peaceful life without worry, or to advance step by step?

"Come down and eat breakfast."

Qi Xiuchen's cold voice interrupted Bai Qingyu's thoughts.

She went down the corridor and walked forward. Before she took a few steps, she heard a piece of news on the television in the hall.

"Murong Corporation announced today that they will form a partnership with Bai's Group..."

Just this sentence was enough to set off a storm in Bai Qingyu's originally calm heart.

Murong Jue was really fast.

Bai Qingyu's figure paused. The hostility in her eyes suddenly gathered together and her hands clenched into fists.

She really did not expect... Murong Jue was actually so hateful to such an extent.

The veins on the back of his hand suddenly bulged, as if they were going to burst out of his fair skin.

"Miss Bai, come and use the breakfast!"

Seeing Qi Xiuchen's look, Uncle Hu smiled and said gently.

Bai Qingyu stood there without moving.

Qi Xiuchen put down the newspaper and sighed. He stood up and walked in front of her. He held her hand and opened her palm.

"What's the use of being angry now?"

Bai Qingyu was too lazy to look at him. The fire in her stomach was inexplicably strong.

"I'm going out now."

"Eat breakfast. If you don't have the strength, how can you do things?"

Qi Xiuchen pulled her towards the restaurant.

Bai Qingyu glanced at him and relaxed her body, allowing him to pull her along.

At this time, if she did not calm down, there was a high possibility that she would do something irrational.

Seeing Qi Xiuchen and Bai Qingyu so close, Uncle Hu who was standing at the side was already happy. It was like his own son getting married was even more exciting.

Qi Xiuchen raised the corner of his lips and ignored Uncle Hu's surprise. He walked straight to the dining table, pulled the chair, and pressed Bai Qingyu to the chair.

It was not easy for him to get out of the house.

Bai Qingyu sat in the car with a cold smile on her face. She took her phone and called Murong Jue to make an appointment.

Murong Jue readily agreed and the meeting place was at home.

They lived together in the villa.

So, after ten minutes, Bai Qingyu came to this familiar place.

Unexpectedly, the moment she got off the car, she saw an enchanting figure and a few people who were moving things beside her.

With just a glance, she recognized who that woman was.

She held her breath and tried hard to control the pain in her heart.

"Eh, what are you doing here? Aren't you afraid of embarrassing yourself? You still dare to go out?"

Xia Huaruo naturally saw Bai Qingyu and spoke coldly.

After saying that, she felt that she did not enjoy herself and added another sentence.

"Even if you come back thousands of times, it will not change anything. I have his child in my womb now. "

Bai Qingyu controlled her emotions and ignored Xia Huaruo. She turned around and smiled at the driver who sent her here.

"You go back first. I will go to the hospital later."

The driver remembered that Qi Xiuchen had told him to listen to Bai Qingyu's arrangements and nodded.

After that, Bai Qingyu walked over to Xia Huaruo's side.

"Do you think you are still the owner of this place? Hmph!"

Xia Huaruo snorted coldly.

"Oh right, I forgot to say that I am not here to look for you. I am here to look for Murong Jue, so you do not need to talk to me."

Bai Qingyu's eyes turned cold. She turned her head in disgust and lightly retorted.

She knew that it was best to maintain her current state of mind.

Murong Jue had already seen this scene on the balcony of the villa.

He turned around and said to the maid behind him, "Go and bring Bai Qingyu to the study room."

In the study room on the second floor.

Bai Qingyu looked indifferently at the man in front of her and sat on the sofa in front of the tea table.

"I want a divorce."

She lightly spat out these few words and did not say anything else.

Murong Jue seemed to have guessed her purpose of coming here long ago, so he was not surprised when he heard this.

"Divorce is fine."

Hearing this, Bai Qingyu looked up at Murong Jue in disbelief. She had long been prepared to negotiate with him.

She did not expect him to agree so readily.

"However, there is one condition."

Indeed, under Bai Qingyu's puzzled gaze, Murong Jue spoke again.

"Hand over the Bai's Group shares in your hands to me and I will agree to divorce."

"No!"

"Then don't even think about getting a divorce. Anyway, that old man Bai Qinghe is now lying in the hospital. The Bai's Group will be mine sooner or later."

Bai Qingyu was startled. She stood up and glared at Murong Jue.

"You did it, didn't you?"

"Murong Jue, you bastard!"

Bai Qingyu picked up the tea on the coffee table and poured it on Murong Jue.

Murong Jue did not expect Bai Qingyu to do this. He did not dodge in time and was splashed on the face.

However, he did not get angry. Instead, he laughed.

"This is retribution."

After saying that, he seemed to feel that it wasn't good to be wet. He pulled a few pieces of paper and wiped the water stains on his face in disgust.

All along, Bai Qingyu knew that Murong Jue had a slight mysophobia.

She stood where she was and found that she could no longer think about anything else. She was only filled with despair.

"Divorce!"

Her tone gradually turned into a pleading one.

How could she not know that things had slowly turned into what they were today? How could a single request from her move Murong Jue?

Murong Jue had a cold and calm expression. No expression could be seen on his handsome face.

Only he knew that when he heard Bai Qingyu's desperate plea, he actually felt some discomfort in his heart.

However, when he drew the bow, there was no turning back arrow.

He could not turn his head, nor did he want to turn back.

"As long as you agree to take out the Bai's Group's shares, I will agree to divorce. Otherwise, there is no need to talk about it."

"Do you have to do this?"

The hatred and regret in Bai Qingyu's eyes could be seen at a glance. If it was not for him, she would not have taken the wrong path and done something wrong.

She would not let her godfather be so disappointed in her.

Why would she think that this man could stop?

How stupid.