CHAPTER 188: V84: DIVORCE

She thought he would definitely agree.

However, after staring at her for a long time, He Qimo’s eyes slightly fell on the Gucci bag she was carrying, glanced at it, shook his head, and said, "No." Then he turned and left.

From that moment, Gu Zixuan realized what was bothering him.

But these weren’t things she could decide. Her background was inherently better than many girls. If everyone was so sensitive about it, how could she find the love she liked?

So, even though she felt that He Qimo might not be the 100% person she was looking for, she, who was new to love, decided to give it a try.

She put down designer bags, removed her jewelry, and even visited the smallest supermarkets and markets, trying to be an ordinary person, going with him to his part-time jobs to find a side job, keeping up with his pace.

Even during Christmas, she took off her favorite Chopard watch in the middle of the night and asked him, "If I can throw away what I love most for you, would you consider trying to be with me?"

He Qimo said nothing, so she continued, "None of this is important. I think as long as two people like each other, they can overcome any difficulties. Maybe you haven’t fallen in love with me yet, and I don’t even understand what love is, but I have a strong feeling for you now. We’re both still young, why not give it a try? What if one day I truly fall in love with you? Don’t you want to find someone you love to marry and grow old together?"

He Qimo still said nothing, and as she was about to throw the watch.

In the air, he grabbed her hand and said, "No need."

She felt a bit disappointed. Was this not enough?

But in response to her, He Qimo pulled her into a hug with his head down, "Keep what you like. You don’t need to do this. Let’s try."

From then on, they were together.

At that moment, she really thought the story would develop in the happiest direction.

It felt like a dreamy prologue of a youthful Chapter was being opened, and she had an image of who she liked, she began reading page by page to see if he was the one. Even the green campus trees of Columbia slowly turned red with her mood.

However, small frictions kept occurring in life.

After all, there were some differences laid out there, concepts of consumption, values of life, perspectives on looking at society, and the grasp on feelings.

For those two years, like many campus couples, they probably quarreled countless times about these issues, quarreling, then reconciling, and then quarreling again.

He Qimo was indeed sensitive to these things, and to some extent, he seemed to harbor some prejudice against wealthy young ladies, which, though concealed, would still show.

She also felt aggrieved and helpless, not knowing why he was like this, but still tried to carefully avoid the points of his self-esteem and silently helped him.

Everything was still considered peaceful.

Until her father flew over from Rong City to see her, bringing her lots of food and supplies. When she carried these to find He Qimo, she discovered He Qimo was staring with a sullen face, having witnessed her meeting with her father.

"Your father is Gu Qingfeng, the director of the City Construction Bureau in Rong City?"

At that time, her father had not become the vice governor, but being the director of the City Construction Bureau was already quite a high position.

She nodded, only to find He Qimo, after a bitter smile, with a more sarcastic glance at the things she offered, nodded, pushed the things back to her, and turned to leave.

Gu Zixuan was depressed. That was the first time she realized that some things between her and He Qimo could never be reconciled.

She began to feel weary.

Even her father, seeing this scene, held her shoulder and advised, "It’s just dating. You’ve done everything you should. If he can’t figure it out, why should you wrong yourself to accommodate?"

Was she accommodating?

Gu Zixuan looked at her father with a somewhat confused look.

Her father laughed, rubbed her head, and said, "Do you like him?"

Gu Zixuan nodded, "Yes."

"Have you thought about marrying him?"

Gu Zixuan was stunned, looked into the distance, and slowly shook her head.

Her father’s smile deepened, "So, what you’re experiencing is just the impulse that everyone goes through when they’re young, meeting an excellent boy and mistaking it for liking. In fact, love is not like that; it’s very complex. You’re still young, and you’ll understand later."

After her father finished speaking, he left.

Leaving her with a long time to think.

Later, she stopped liking arguing with He Qimo, just getting along blandly, until her father tricked her back to the country for a blind date to prove something.

The moment she saw Feng Chengjin’s elegant demeanor, she finally understood what she had liked before.

Until the matter was known by He Qimo, who showed her even greater mockery.

Finally, until... when she wanted him to stay and continue his graduate studies, he resolutely returned to the country alone.

Then later... she had an accident, and he came back. During that time, she fell in love with him...

...

In the night, Gu Zixuan swirled the ginger tea with brown sugar in her hand, watching the light amber-colored water.

To be honest, she really didn’t know, clearly already willing to marry him and having found the feeling of love, even hoping to be by his side every day, sleeping in his arms, why things had progressed to this point step by step.

Inside the room, the music continued to play, but she got tired of it and walked over to turn it off.

After finishing her cup of ginger tea, she wordlessly, yet completely uncontrollably, glanced at her phone.

Other than Liang Xi’s call.

Feng Chengjin still hadn’t replied to her message, leaving her feeling depressed about this inexplicable fondness.

Could it be that she had truly given up on marriage in her heart and no longer wanted to wrong herself?

But thinking about the timing of Feng Chengjin’s twice appearances made Gu Zixuan really unable to understand why this man could time it so perfectly.

Was it really a lifelong propensity for abuse, each time seizing the moment she returned to someone else to come and face rejection?

Not quite understanding, but thinking that tomorrow He Qimo had something to discuss with her.

With a mood tinged with mild depression, she fell asleep.

...

The next morning, she returned to Junsheng Group at Liang Xi’s request.

Stepping in, amidst the unusual glances from employees going to work early at the group, Gu Zixuan smiled coolly but said nothing.

A strange company, a strange hallway, a strange elevator.

The pride that once lingered in He Qimo’s heart, she rarely set foot in after the company was established.

Her thoughts were simple, since He Qimo cared about material things, she’d give him all the honors to help him return to the sunny, optimistic person he once was, treating her as if she were his cherished love.

Unfortunately...

With a pale smile, thoughts swirling in her mind, Gu Zixuan gradually ascended to the top floor of the company with the elevator.

Pushing open the office door, He Qimo was already seated at the desk.

Watching him now, every move symbolizing the aura of a successful man, Gu Zixuan lowered her eyelashes silently and walked to the opposite side of the desk.

Sitting down, looking at the half cup of warm water already prepared for her, she could only curl her lips in a mournful smile.

Rare that he still remembered her living habits.

He Qimo quietly watched her, his expression very deep.

After a moment, taking out a document from the drawer, he handed it over to Gu Zixuan.

She was shocked, lifting her gaze, "Divorce?"

He Qimo’s lips were pressed tightly, and if you looked closely, you could see his knuckles turning slightly white from gripping too hard.

However, he still firmly nodded, "Yes."

In an instant, Gu Zixuan became emotional, standing up straight, her face almost ghostly pale, "He Qimo! Are you crazy? What’s happening with my family now! What’s happening with me! And you want to divorce me at this time?"

He Qimo said nothing.

Gu Zixuan’s eyes reddened even more, "Why, He Qimo? After ten years of dating and eight years of marriage, even if it can’t continue, how my dad once helped you, have you forgotten? How have I helped you, have you forgotten? Anyone in the world can force me, even with all those women around you forcing me, I’ve never mentioned this word. Now the whole world is waiting to see me kicked out, you ruin me, fine, I have no expectations of you, I just want to buy some time, why are you forcing me now?"

He Qimo still said nothing.

Until Gu Zixuan, with tears brimming, tore up the divorce agreement and said, "I won’t divorce, especially not now."

Unexpectedly, after a three-second pause, He Qimo retrieved a brand new copy from the drawer and handed it to her, "Sign, I’ll give you company shares."

In an instant, the mockery felt like a slap on Gu Zixuan’s face, not only stinging her face with pain but also her heart.

Tears tremblingly surfaced inch by inch, she pressed her lips tightly and said, "Do I need it?"

He Qimo remained silent.

Gu Zixuan’s body trembled, tore up the divorce agreement again, and threw it at He Qimo, while her hand knocked over the glass of water in front of her.

When it hit the ground, a crisp shattering sound erupted.

He Qimo stared at it, reflecting his current mood.

Gu Zixuan also stared at it, just like her mood.

Shattered, all shattered, debris everywhere.