C3

"What are you trying to do?" He pulled the paper away from the table and set down the plate. He saw that she was still sitting on the floor with a blank expression on her face. He sighed and turned around to pull her away.

"I know you're unhappy. Blame me for ignoring you in the past. I will make up for it in the future. I will spend more time with you." He had seen Liang Yi's abnormal behavior, he had only assumed that she was playing with a child's temper. In the end, he felt guilty, so his words unconsciously became gentler.

Liang Yi had never looked up at a man from such an angle. He stood in front of her, his tall body completely blocking the sunlight outside. His whole face was hidden in the darkness, and the handsome outline of his face made her unable to open her eyes.

"Who cares about your company?" After a long pause, he took his hand and pulled himself up to sit at the table, rubbing his buttocks. Liang Yi stuffed a mouthful of rice into her mouth and grumbled something back at him.

She ate ravenously while he looked around the room. The bedding on the bed was in a mess, and the floor was littered with paper flowers. He picked one up and spread it out. There were a few words written on it. The words were vague and could not be seen clearly. One, two, three. He picked up the pieces of paper on the floor and unfolded them one by one. Finally, there was one that was relatively clear. There were two large words written crookedly on the paper — divorce letter.

"Withdrawal? "Why are you writing this?" Chang Yuanxing felt a bit confused as to what she was trying to do. In fact, since the day she woke up from her first day in marriage, she had already lost all sense of what she was capable of. This little girl who had followed him from the start had become a stranger.

Liang Yi couldn't help but roll his eyes. "What's the point of writing a divorce letter? Of course it's to divorce you."

"Divorce?"

… …. Alright, she shouldn't expect a living fossil from a thousand years ago to understand modern languages. After swallowing the last mouthful of rice and drinking another mouthful of soup, she slowly explained, "It means' He Li '. We're not suitable to each other."

"He Li?!" His voice rose in disbelief. Was she sick and confused? How could someone who had just gotten married for three days be so noisy as to break up with her! Not to mention whether he was willing to marry her or not, just on the night of the bridal ceremony, he had occupied her pure body, and he would never be able to give her up again in this lifetime.

His eyes widened in anger. He opened his mouth wanting to say something, but just as he was about to exhale, Little Mei rushed in with a bowl of black ink. "Miss, the things you wanted are ready."

"Young Master." Little Mei had always been a little afraid of this new young master, so she said hello before leaving her things and running off in a hurry.

Liang Yi didn't even look at him, she just turned over a clean piece of paper, dipped a small wooden stick in ink, and wrote a few words. She tilted her head to think, this original body's name was Yang Yiyi, so naturally she had to use her original name to write her divorce letter.

Book of rest: Yang Yiyi, Fu Changyuan. Because of his own reasons, he could not live with his husband forever. Therefore, it was proved that he was abandoned voluntarily by his husband and would never go back on his word.

The words on the thin piece of paper were messy and the ink had yet to dry. However, the tens of words were like a string of crossbows, killing Chang Yuanxing to the point that he had no way to defend himself. Holding this thin piece of paper, he felt a wave of anger that he had never felt before.

She had been stuck behind him ever since she was a child, with her sweet "Big Brother Zhao" still in her ears; her mother said that she had been waiting at the gate of the city every day just to catch a glimpse of herself from a distance; her father said that she was the daughter of a benefactor, that she had to marry, that she was weak, and that she was a woman who, in order to marry him well, insisted on swallowing bitter medicine that was difficult to swallow.

All her affection for him was told to him by others. All he could remember was a small carriage that followed him from afar every time he went out to battle, and a slim and delicate figure that was waiting for him at the city gate when he returned. He didn't like her since he was young. In the past, he had always been hoping that she would shift her gaze away from him and stop chasing him, but now that she had generously written her divorce letter, not only was he not happy, he was even angry.

It was still that round and small face, still pale and thin, but her eyes were bright like never before. He could even feel the determination flowing through her bones.

In a split-second, Chang Yuanxin's mind went blank as his originally clear eyes burned with rage. He pitied her weak body, but he didn't pay attention to her awkwardness these two days. Yet, she immediately asked for a divorce after getting married. Did she really think he was some kind of venting tool? Was the dignified General Chang's Estate something that a little girl like her could enter and leave whenever she wanted?