CHAPTER 457: CHAPTER 457: HE DOESN’T NEED YOU (7)

Mrs. Sheng acted quickly and sent over the divorce agreement the next day. Tang Yanqi looked at the big characters on it and bit her teeth to finally sign her name.

Sheng Jianan said he didn’t want to see her anymore, he didn’t even want to see her once, not giving her even a chance to explain.

Tang Yanqi knew that this was probably just Sheng Jianan being irrational in his grief, but she was tired, really tired.

Was she supposed to feel better because he was sad?

At times like this, he wanted Shen Yao, his first love, and not her.

Her mother had passed away, Mrs. Sheng had promised to help her get revenge on the Tang Family, and here, there was nothing left for her to hold onto.

As for Qi Cheng and Bai Bing, Bai Xue, Tang Yanqi believed that they would be okay, the students from K University wouldn’t be bad.

Tang Yanqi gave the divorce agreement and the share transfer letter from Mr. Sheng to Mrs. Sheng, stated her last request: she wanted to wait until Mr. Sheng was buried before leaving.

It would be just these two days, Mrs. Sheng did not trouble her and agreed, but because Sheng Jianan did not want to see her, she couldn’t go with the Sheng Family.

The Sheng Family found an expert to calculate the burial time, this day, the weather was cold, small rain was flying in the sky, not heavy, yet chilling to the bone.

Everyone was holding black umbrellas, a sea of black, from the burial until everyone finished their bows, Tang Yanqi only came out from behind a big tree.

Her gaze locked on the tallest man in the crowd, he had lost a lot of weight, and beside him was a graceful figure.

Forcing herself to look away, Tang Yanqi walked to Mr. Sheng’s tombstone.

Compared to her own mother’s tombstone, this one was so much more grand, on the tombstone, the old man’s visage was peaceful and kindly. Tang Yanqi slowly knelt down, kowtowed three times, "Grandpa, I’m sorry, I’ve come to see you."

The old man on the tombstone was as kind as she remembered, Tang Yanqi rambled on in front of Mr. Sheng’s tombstone for a long time until her legs went numb, finally, she slowly stood up.

She didn’t use an umbrella, her thin figure slowly walked down the hill in the drizzle.

This was a cemetery, there were no cars available down the hill, Tang Yanqi followed the road forward, approximately three to five kilometers this way, there was a suburban bus stop where she could catch a bus.

A flash of lightning streaked across the sky, the rain suddenly intensified, blurring vision, could not see clearly.

Suddenly, Tang Yanqi saw a car with bright headlights coming towards her quickly, straight in her direction, by the time she realized anything, it was too late.

The car slammed into her swiftly, at the same time, there was the sound of a collision...

A second before falling into unconsciousness, a liberated smile spread across Tang Yanqi’s lips, was she finally free?

She no longer had to face everything in this world, no longer had to face the man she loved deeply, no longer had to face those she wished she could kill.

Everything was liberated, it was really so good...

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The rain still fell, Sheng Jianan returned to the old house and walked silently into Mr. Sheng’s room, the curtains drawn, inside was pitch black. He lay on the bed, this was the only place that still held traces of his grandfather.

Sheng Jianan’s hand pressed against his heart, in the darkness, two lines of unseen tears fell from his eyes.

"Aunt, this about Jianan..."

"It’s okay, let him be quiet for a while."

Shen Yao looked worriedly at the door: "Aunt, I’m afraid Jianan... won’t be able to bear it."