C13 Sweeping the Floor

She would never believe in men in her life.

"You can leave. Come and find me when you've thought it through."

After Murong Jue said that, he threw the paper in his hand into the trash can and left the study without looking back.

Only Bai Qingyu was left standing there in a daze.

The despair in her eyes was gradually suppressed by her calmness.

A trace of resoluteness emerged in her beautiful eyes.

She could not back down. Even if Murong Jue did not agree to divorce, she could not transfer the shares to him.

After thinking it through, she left the study.

In the corridor, she saw Xia Huaruo looking at her proudly.

The things scattered around her feet were from her room.

"You probably don't want these things, right? I heard that you have hooked up with Young Master Qi. Your methods are not bad! Such quick movements. "

Xia Huaruo kicked the thing beside her feet mockingly.

It was a photo of Bai Qingyu. It was a photo of her and Murong Jue when they were in love.

The glass frame, which was originally unstable on the ground, suddenly suffered a kick and broke with a bang.

Xia Huaruo was dressed up in a mature and sexy manner. Her curvy body could be seen at a glance. There was a charming smile on her face, as if she had a confident aura.

Bai Qingyu knew that she was announcing this victory to her.

She did not want to stay in this place at all.

She only felt that such a dramatic scene was very funny.

The plot of the television series really happened to her.

Of course, she couldn't laugh at it now.

"I'll take my things with me"

"Hmph."

Xia Huaruo raised her eyebrows and looked at Bai Qingyu as she walked in front of her.

"Just these messy things of yours..."

As she spoke, her red heels stepped on the photo frame.

In the completely shattered frame, the brand new picture slipped out.

Bai Qingyu's gaze only paused for a moment on the picture, then she squatted down to tidy up her belongings.

Xia Huaruo's fingers that were dyed in red nail polish lifted up hatefully, as if she wished to poke Bai Qingyu to death on the spot.

What was there to pretend to be high and mighty?

She had clearly won this match, but she did not see Bai Qingyu's defeated appearance that she had expected.

"Leave this thing behind."

Xia Huaruo noticed that Bai Qingyu picked up an octaphone box and very carefully wiped it. She raised her eyebrows and said in a tsundere manner.

"Why?"

Bai Qingyu sneered and stood up. She did not back down.

In the box was the birthday gift Bai Qinghe gave her for her 18th birthday.

Of course she treasured it very much.

"Give it to me." Xia Huaruo did not hesitate to fight for it.

It was as if this thing originally belonged to her.

Bai Qingyu tightly grabbed onto the eight-note box.

"Then don't even think about taking anything out from here!"

Xia Huaruo was very unhappy and shouted at Bai Qingyu.

"What right do you have to say this? You are the owner of this place?"

Bai Qingyu said sarcastically.

"You..."

Xia Huaruo was angry for a moment. She totally did not expect that the woman who used to listen to Murong Jue's description would be so eloquent.

As if she did not enjoy herself, Bai Qingyu added another sentence.

"Don't forget, Murong Jue and I have not divorced. You have entered the house and your reputation is not good."

"You..."

Xia Huaruo's charming face turned green from anger, but she just happened to see Murong Jue behind Bai Qingyu from the corner of the corridor to look over here.

She immediately changed her expression and pretended to be afraid as she stepped back.

"Aren't you jealous that I am pregnant with a noble's child? Let me tell you, if you dare to harm me and the child in my womb, Prince will definitely not let you off."

"Oh?"

Bai Qingyu really wanted to laugh. She simply could not bear it any longer.

Murong Jue's hearing was very good. Furthermore, Xia Huaruo did not lower her voice when she spoke. Instead, she raised her voice intentionally or unintentionally.

Bai Qingyu sneered coldly and did not speak.

No matter how innocent and weak Xia Huaruo acted by the side, she did not care.

Suddenly, there was a "Pa."

Xia Huaruo took advantage of Bai Qingyu not noticing and slapped the eight-note box in her hand onto the ground.

The eight sound box fell to the ground and broke.

With a "Pa," Bai Qingyu raised her hand and hit Xia Huaruo's face.

"Bitch."

"You..."

Xia Huaruo covered her face and started to cry. She believed that when Murong Jue saw her being beaten, she did not need to say anything. Bai Qingyu would definitely leave a bad impression in Murong Jue's heart.

Even though she had once felt that even if Murong Jue said that he hated Bai Qingyu, he would always unconsciously be reluctant to part with her.

"What are you doing?"

Sure enough, Murong Jue saw Bai Qingyu hitting Xia Huaruo and rushed to Xia Huaruo's side.

"Huh."

Bai Qingyu snorted coldly.

She felt that it was strange. Why did Xia Huaruo suddenly show a look of pity and weakness?

She would never forget Xia Huaruo's ferocious face when she said that she was pregnant in front of her.

Murong Jue looked at Xia Huaruo with concern and kindly asked, "Are you alright?"

Xia Huaruo covered her face and only cared about crying. When she heard Murong Jue's concern, she conveniently buried her head in Murong Jue's chest and turned her face to reveal a contemptuous smile towards Bai Qingyu.

"Birds of a feather flock together."

Bai Qingyu did not want to be outdone. After saying that, she squatted down and picked up the eight-note box that was broken into three pieces.

She walked around Murong Jue and Xia Huaruo and entered the room she used to live in. She went in to take a look.

Her clothes were casually thrown onto the floor by someone from the closet.

She walked forward, dragged her suitcase, and casually threw her clothes in.

After hastily tidying up her things, she looked up at the room.

From now on, she would never come back.

"Prince, my stomach hurts..."

Just as he walked out of the room, he heard Xia Huaruo pretending to be pitiful.

"Are you alright?"

Murong Jue was naturally very worried about Xia Huaruo. After all, she was really carrying his child in her womb.

At this moment, he felt a wave of disgust towards Bai Qingyu, who was dragging her luggage.

"Get lost."

The indifferent expression on Bai Qingyu's face finally loosened a little, and her eyes were filled with disappointment.

If one were to say, she had naively thought that Murong Jue had a trace of conscience in his heart, and that his nature had not disappeared.

Now, she no longer thought that way.

It was fine if a person's conscience was gone, but they were blind too.

That was truly hopeless.

Ignoring Murong Jue's words, Bai Qingyu dragged her suitcase and walked towards the corridor.

"Oh right, come and find me when you have thought about it."

Murong Jue supported Xia Huaruo and after saying this, he discussed with Xia Huaruo whether to go to the hospital.

Bai Qingyu's voice gradually became softer. She walked downstairs and looked back at the Murong family's luxurious three-story villa. It felt like a lifetime had passed.

She used to like this family very much.

But now, she was kicked out of the house and was in a sorry state.

At this moment, the heavenly duke was not in a good mood either. It suddenly rained heavily.