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C13 Divorce

The entire Xiang Garden began to bustle with activity.

Chu Yu did not care about the angry glare from Xiang Qicheng towards her at all, and even gave up struggling. He sighed and said, "What a pity, I was unable to kill you to take revenge."

"Miss Chu …"

Chu Yu could understand why the bodyguards were trying to explain to her master, but she did not want to hear it. Instead, her tone turned cold and stern: "If you don't want me to bite my tongue and commit suicide, then shut your mouth!"

Zuo Lin had known her for more than ten years, and at this time, he suddenly felt that he did not recognize her anymore.

However, it was also true that after seeing the man he fell in love with force his father to death with his own eyes, anyone would feel better. It would be courteous if he didn't hack the other party into a thousand pieces.

Moreover, Xiang Qicheng had only been stabbed once.

And her father was in a life or death situation! Gritting his teeth, his face suddenly turned cold.

It was her tears, the bitter tears from her left eye, running down her lips.

Zuo Lin passed over a tissue. "Miss Chu, please wipe this."

"I hope you're handing over a divorce agreement." Chu Yu's face was cold as he took a deep breath.

"Not only do you want to kill me, you even want to divorce me!"

The man who was being treated by the doctor was currently lying on the bed. He glared at Zhang Xuan coldly.

Chu Yu was not afraid at all. If not for the bodyguard pressing down on her on the chair, she felt that she might have rushed over to strangle him to death.

However, right now, he was the fish on the display board.

She laughed helplessly: "So what if I divorce you?" I have no interest in being with murderers! "

"Young master didn't kill anyone!"

"I saw it with my own eyes!" Chu Yu roared at Zuo Lin.

Zuo Lin still wanted to say something, but Xiang Qicheng looked over coldly, and his tone did not carry a trace of anger: "I saw you, you saw a lot of things."

"Yes. For example, I can see clearly that you don't love me."

Chu Yu turned his head and looked at the man on the bed face to face, staring straight into their depths of their eyes.

The atmosphere suddenly froze.

"Xiang Qicheng." Chu Yu spoke first as if he had lost all strength, he stared at her eyes, suppressed the storm brewing in his heart, and took a deep breath: "I have always been unable to endure you not loving me, and also not loving others, but now that I have thought it through, I can accept everything that you have done to me, but, this matter with my father, if you don't die, it will truly be difficult for me to recover."

"Print her divorce papers!" Xiang Qicheng suddenly blurted out.

The furious voice scared everyone present.

Chu Yu was only slightly taken aback.

Seeing her stunned, the man with bloodshot eyes lifted his cold lips. "You are not worthy of the crime of murdering your husband."

Chu Yu frowned, after reacting for a few seconds, he instantly understood: "Hahaha, I knew you wouldn't love me."

"It's good that you know this." Xiang Qicheng closed his eyes, unwilling to look at her again.

Naturally, she wasn't willing to meet eyes with scum.

Thus, in the large bedroom, only the doctor talked, no one dared to speak as he paced back and forth.

Zuo Lin stood at the side and shook his head helplessly.

When she spoke, everyone was shocked, and their eyes turned to look at her and Zuo Lin.

Zuo Lin looked at the man on the bed and scratched his head. Seeing that the man did not do anything, he understood and replied respectfully, "Alright … "I'll go."

The respect was mixed with pity.

Actually, by Xiang Qicheng's side, Zuo Lin understood him the best … He actually had feelings for Chu Yu.

It was just that since the young master did not say it, Chu Yu did not dare to feel it in the past.

The chances of them being together were small.

Sigh.

About an hour later, the divorce agreements and lawyers all came to Xiangyuan.

Xiang Qicheng quickly and quickly signed his name on the divorce agreement. Chu Yu naturally felt the same.

It only took a few seconds to sign their names and their relationship was broken.

Xiang Qicheng threw the pen aside, his pale face revealing a cold expression: "Scram."

"Don't worry, I'll leave soon." Chu Yu was released by the bodyguard, he stood up and straightened his collar, with a relaxed expression: "But before that, I want to take everything that belongs to me."

"Good plan." Xiang Qicheng sneered.

Ye Zichen was rather surprised in his heart, he thought that a woman like her, who had always been proud of herself, would directly leave.

Unexpectedly, she was the same as everyone else. But besides, nothing she did now had anything to do with him.

Xiang Qicheng instructed Zuo Lin: "Immediately take this woman and get the hell out of my chassis."

"Don't worry, I'll leave."

Even if she was surprised that he let her go so easily, she wouldn't question him too much.

After all, why would she want to go against her freedom? She wasn't stupid.

Zuo Lin went upstairs to pack his luggage. No, he was actually packing some valuable things.

The Chu Family was under the Xiang Family's control, if they touched the Chu Family's funds, Xiang Jie would ask Xiang Qicheng about the situation.

If Xiang Jie knew of their divorce, then he would torture her to death, along with her uncertain father …

Thinking about that, Chu Yu's heart tensed up, he grabbed his bag and followed Zuo Lin upstairs.

Xiang Qicheng was still lying down in his room. The injury on his back caused him to stitch it dozens of times, and it was fortunate that the doctor was here in time.

This also meant that she might be locked in the Xiang Garden for the rest of her life.

The sound of the stiletto shoes made a crisp sound on the ground.

Xiang Qicheng knew it was her, but he didn't turn around to look, and only said: "Hurry up and scram, do you still want to break up with me?"

Chu Yu crossed his arms across his chest and leaned against the doorway, acting extremely arrogantly: "Hey, how do you plan to tell your family? Also, where is my father?"

"You are not my woman now, so whatever I do is none of your business. Also, your father is thinking about it himself, so don't ask me. Scram!" Xiang Qicheng threw the blanket over his head.

Seeing that, Chu Yu felt that it was funny, he walked forward a few steps.

The ear-piercing sound of high heels was extremely annoying.

"Hurry up and get lost!" Xiang Qicheng propped himself up abruptly.

Chu Yu suddenly stood in place, but revealed a calm look: "Mr. Xiang, if you don't give me an explanation, how are you going to scram?"

"Chu Yan is in prison, I was afraid you wouldn't come back." Xiang Qicheng's cold smile leaked out from the corner of his mouth.

Chu Yu frowned, he seemed to be deep in thought, and spoke slowly: "What do you mean? Want to remarry? "No way!"

"Heh …" Xiang Qicheng opened the drawer and took out the purse from inside, then forcefully threw it on the ground: "There's 2 million in there, quickly take it and leave."

"Whose name?"

Chu Yu picked up his purse, took out his gold card and flicked it.

This woman …

Xiang Qicheng's handsome face was filled with gloom. "I think we need to be cautious and smart."

"Even if I were Einstein, I wouldn't be your father if you didn't tell me." Chu Yu retorted.

Xiang Qicheng was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood: The salary card for the servants in the manor!

"Alright, then I won't worry. Also, where is my father?" Chu Yu's attitude was always cold.

"One more word and we will remarry immediately!"

Hearing this, Chu Yu threw the gold card into his pocket, and casually threw the bag onto the ground. He said calmly: "Tch, I'll go find Zuo Lin, it won't be hard for me to cripple you, you half-cripple."

"Ha!" You are ugly and I am crippled. Are you blind or do you not have a brain! " Xiang Qicheng could not help but shout at her figure that was leaving the room quickly.

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