CHAPTER 489: CHAPTER 361: THERE WAS LIGHT IN YOUR EYES WHEN YOU LOOKED AT HER

Zhuang Yichen lifted her hand and grasped the car key she had just handed over herself, the surface of the key immediately frosting over.

Her hand trembled as she wanted to reach for the divorce papers beside her, but just as her finger was about to touch the corner of the paper, she recoiled as if scalded.

"They all say I’m as cold as an iceberg, but Ye Jiu, aren’t you the one made of ice and snow?"

As she spoke, Zhuang Yichen lifted her head, her tear-filled eyes intensely gazing at Wen Nan’s face, her voice trembling as she questioned:

"Tell me, what exactly should I do to melt a heart of ice and snow, to awaken a heart encased in frost?"

Wen Nan was somewhat taken aback by the question.

He considered himself somewhat of a seasoned player in love affairs, yet was suddenly labeled as having an "icy heart," with a slightly resigned smile.

He wanted to refute, but at that moment, Wen Nan truly didn’t know how to begin his rebuttal.

On the other side, Aunt Zhang hurried towards Wen Nan and Zhuang Yichen with a tray.

Meimei stepped forward to intercept her midway, "Aunt Zhang, don’t go over there, Young Master Ye and Miss Zhuang are discussing... the divorce."

"Ah?"

Aunt Zhang’s eyes widened in shock, but after glancing at the tray in her hand, she insisted on going to the table, "This is the Basque cake Miss Zhuang specifically requested Alex to make earlier. Alex repeatedly instructed me to deliver it."

Saying this, she shook off Meimei’s restraint, ran a few steps to the table, and set the tray down.

Zhuang Yichen, now a tearful mess, didn’t even glance at Aunt Zhang and waved, "All of you, leave! The farther, the better! Don’t come any closer here!"

Her words seemed to be accompanied by a chilly, frosty wind that stung Aunt Zhang’s cheeks, causing her to hurriedly lower her head and retreat.

Zhuang Yichen looked at the Basque cake on the tray, for some reason finding the cheese on it to appear blood-red.

She suddenly laughed aloud.

Just moments ago, she seemed unfazed, talking about wanting the Basque cake, yet had already prepared the divorce papers.

Ridiculous, utterly ridiculous.

She was nothing but a colossal joke!

9527: [Please note, the "Contractual Marriage Wife" character you are bound to, the yandere attribute activation level has risen to 100%.]

9527: [Please note, the "Contractual Marriage Wife" character you are bound to, has officially entered a complete yandere state!]

Crash!

Zhuang Yichen suddenly raised her hand, flipping the entire table, the cake on the tray, along with the tea cups and teapot, and the materials Wen Nan had placed on the table, all turned over.

Wen Nan furrowed his brows, looking at the blood-red Basque cake and the marriage certificate fluttering through the air like paper.

Just as the cake was about to hit the ground, a golden light flashed.

Then, the soft cheese core of the cake burst open, splattering everywhere, with some of the red jam staining the marriage certificate and divorce papers that fell to the ground.

Wen Nan redirected his gaze to the woman sitting opposite him, finding her expression seemed much calmer than before.

It seemed as though after venting her emotions, Zhuang Yichen regained her rationality and began reflecting on every interaction in this brief and fake marriage with the man next to her.

With her eyes downcast, her gaze locked on the divorce papers at her feet, Zhuang Yichen didn’t look at Wen Nan but said in a slightly bitter tone,

"Actually, it’s not you. You’re not always so heartless, nor is your heart always ice-cold. You have someone you like all along...

"You like Xiao Jun, don’t you?"

At this point, Zhuang Yichen finally lifted her head to look at the man beside her.

Wen Nan paused slightly, unsure of how to respond to her question.

Zhuang Yichen forced a bitter smile, speaking to herself:

"I’m usually good at reading people, I could tell that the three women at the previous birthday party were just for show.

"But I clearly saw how your gaze towards Xiao Jun was different.

"In the car, in the room, at the dining table, anywhere – as long as she’s there, your eyes are only for her.

"When you look at her, there’s a light in your eyes, a glow that never appears when you look at anyone else."

Observing the slightly bewildered look in his eyes, Zhuang Yichen couldn’t help but chuckle, the icy tear stains at the corners of her eyes curving upwards,

"Did you not realize this yourself?"

After laughing, she frowned again,

"But why? Why her?

"A lowly assistant, cold and rigid, who doesn’t know how to please people, why does she warrant such a different gaze from you?

"You probably don’t know, but I’ve longed for you to look at me like that, even if just once. I’m truly envious.

"That’s why I used the excuse of applying lipstick in the car to ask for a kiss and why at the dining table, I deliberately placed her at the farthest position, yet you still wouldn’t spare me a glance, always fixating on her.

"It’s as though we’re all just insignificant darkness under the night sky, and she’s the only light in your eyes."

Wen Nan simply didn’t know what to say to all this.

Zhuang Yichen wasn’t wrong about one thing: Wen Nan had never noticed any of this.

Could it be that his gaze toward Yu Shujun was truly different?

Lost in thought, the Zhuang Yichen opposite him stood up, walked to the nearby messy lawn, squatted down collecting the marriage certificate, prenuptial agreement, divorce papers one by one, then stood up,

"Give me some time with these materials, okay?"

With those words, Zhuang Yichen left without looking back.

Watching her silhouette slowly vanish from sight, Wen Nan was somewhat lost in thought.

Despite clearly being in a complete yandere state, this "ice princess" character did not harm Wen Nan in any way, other than having a fit of rage, she acted in no other extreme ways.

Just like that, she quietly left.

Wen Nan lowered his eyes, his gaze landing on the Basque cake shattered into a mess at his feet, falling into deep thought.

Moments later, a whirling sensation overran him, plunging the scene into darkness, and his body began to fall rapidly.

The test space of the Divine Staff Sheath reopened.

Below was the familiar black pool, in front still stood two black figures, overhead was a massive familiar display screen pinging with related instructions—

[Welcome to the Divine Staff Sheath - Sword Holder Candidate Qualification Test - Exclusive Space]

[In this Sword Holder candidate test, there are a total of 3 candidates, with the following statistics —

Candidate 1: Holds 1.5 fragments (pending confirmation);

Candidate 2: Holds 1.5 fragments (pending confirmation);

Candidate 3: Holds 1 fragment (pending confirmation).]

[All candidates, please confirm your participation in this qualification test.]

The difference was, this time, Wen Nan was no longer the one at the bottom with 0.5 fragments.

This time, he had jumped to 2nd candidate, holding the same number of fragments as the first candidate.

His hand instinctively reached into his equipment stash, finding a small gem added in there.

It was the transferred fragment temporarily leased to him by Yu Shujun.

This incident apparently caught the third candidate by surprise, resulting in them staring intently at the screen, hesitating to press the confirm button after the first two candidates had already done so.

Overhead, the floating screen cast a beam of light on the third candidate, as it displayed prominently—

[Please candidate 3, confirm quickly!]

[Remaining time: 3——]

[Remaining time: 2——]

At the final second, the third candidate suddenly raised his arm above his head, making a gesture to request an action.

Then, he sent a message to the screen above—

[Candidate 3 requests a recount of the fragments held.]