C5

He didn't want to hear anything from her, so he impatiently said, "If you have nothing to say, then go out. I don't want to see you."

Seeing his willful look, Weiyan didn't know what to do.

It wasn't that she didn't hate Lu Yicheng right now, but she was always a person who was more rational than relationships. No matter how much he abused Ren's, as long as he had that much shares, Ren's couldn't leave him.

Plus, she had adored him for so many years, so she really couldn't be cruel to Lu Yicheng.

Lu Yicheng was like a child taking revenge on an adult. He did not consider any consequences and only wanted to be happy for a moment, but she couldn't just sit by and watch him make trouble!

She let out a soft sigh before silently walking out.

She understood that the reason why Lu Yicheng was so excessive was probably because she threatened him with the issue of whether he could get a divorce last time.

He hated being threatened, especially her.

"..."

In the Yu Family Villa.

A graceful looking middle-aged woman in her fifties did not hide her disdain. She looked sideways at the woman in front of her who had been married to her family for more than a year but was still involved in this affair.

"Don't forget your own identity. What, that childhood sweetheart of yours is rich now, do you still want to run away with him?"

Rong Xing'er had always been afraid of this formidable old lady. She replied with a wince, "No, Mom, you misunderstood."

Yang Meijuan hated her personality of crying as soon as she said something like this. She said in disdain, "Alright, alright, I'm sure you're aware of my misunderstanding. In any case, don't let me see you and Lu Yicheng getting along again in the future.

Rong Xing'er lowered her head, not daring to retort. She had also successfully covered up her resentful expression. She looked as though she was afraid and frightened.

Yu Mo just happened to come down and see this scene.

He called out, "Mom."

Yang Meijuan saw him and changed her expression. With a smile, she went up and said, "Remember to go home to eat after work today. Don't always live alone in that apartment."

He smiled and nodded in acknowledgement. As he passed by Rong Xing'er, he only gave her a polite glance.

After Yu Mo left, Yang Meijuan could no longer be bothered to lecture Rong Xing'er, "Go and bring the breakfast over to Yu Lin."

She respectfully replied, "Alright."

"..."

Ren Weiyan thought about how to make Lu Yicheng let go of his Ren's for a long time.

Then it turned out that she had no choice but to agree to divorce him.

The bedroom was filled with empty beer cans. Her alcohol tolerance had always been poor, but now she was about seventy to eighty percent drunk.

Enormous pain spread inside her heart, almost swallowing her whole being. She didn't know when, but she started to like sitting on the ground, as if the cold floor gave her a sense of security. Leaning against the closed corner allowed her to temporarily ease her depression.

She reached out her hand to brush back the long hair that had slipped in front of her face. Her face was slightly flushed, and she felt that her body was extremely hot. Her action of lifting up her hair also carried a bit of a flirtatious feeling.

Actually, Ren Weiyan was a gentle and beautiful woman, but her way of doing things was too swift and decisive, making it easy for others to ignore her appearance.

She loved Lu Yicheng, even she, who loved this man, felt lowly of herself.

He had clearly used her and taken revenge on her. All of the gentleness and closeness he had towards her over the past six years had been out of his mind, but he was still unable to free himself from her.

He married her to gain trust and to make it easier to take ownership.

The reason he had sex with her was to anger his father, to insult him and his daughter in this way.

Now he was going to divorce her because his revenge had been completed and he no longer needed her …

"I love Xing'er from beginning to end."

She finally laughed at herself. She tilted her head back and closed her eyes, but there were still tears that flowed down her cheeks all the way to her chin. Finally, they dripped onto her clothes and disappeared without a trace.

The calmer a person was, the crazier they would be when they got drunk.

When she ran to Lu Yicheng's mansion at ten o'clock at night like crazy, she fully verified that sentence.