readytorunbook Chapter 103 Song Yi, keep going!
Chapter 103 Song Yi, keep going!
Song Qianyi did not respond immediately.
A brief silence fell over the carriage.
"Ji Jingshen".
Song Qianyi's voice was very soft.
"You're so strange."
The two people who are about to get divorced will have no relationship afterward. What does it mean that he publicly announced their relationship?
This possessiveness came far too late.
Ji Jingshen sneered, thinking that he had ruined Song Qianyi's good deed.
"Do you know why I divorced you?" Ji Jingshen asked.
Song Qianyi thought silently for a moment.
After she came into this world, she thought of clinging to Ji Jingshen's coattails, and their relationship eased slightly. However, Lin Shan's instigation made Ji Jingshen consider divorce.
Even after the misunderstanding was cleared up, Ji Jingshen did not change his mind.
Although she felt regretful, she also knew that forcing the two of them to stay together might not be a good thing.
He didn't trust her, didn't think she would treat him well, or cherish their relationship.
She didn't understand him, didn't comprehend his unpredictable behavior of being hot and cold, distant and close, and couldn't see through him at all.
There was no real affection between the two, and the slightest disturbance would jeopardize their marriage.
"why?"
Song Qianyi looked at Ji Jingshen.
"Because you haven't changed your nature."
There were even more outrageous words on his lips, but Ji Jingshen looked at Song Qianyi's reddened eyes and held back from saying them.
Song Qianyi understood Ji Jingshen's meaning.
She took a deep breath, trying to keep her emotions as calm as possible: "I've explained about Cheng Linhao and me many times, and I'm tired of saying it again. As for Fang Zhou, we're just classmates. Maybe he has other feelings for me, and I plan to talk to him about it later."
“Ji Jingshen, if you had even a little more faith in me, we wouldn’t have ended up like this.”
A profound sense of powerlessness enveloped her, and Song Qianyi had no desire to argue with Ji Jingshen: "Fine, think what you want."
She took out the divorce agreement from her bag: "This is the divorce agreement you gave me last time, I didn't change it."
She turned to the last page, took out a pen, signed her name, and handed it to Ji Jingshen: "Sign it."
Ji Jingshen didn't move, staring at the divorce agreement, but showed no intention of reaching out to take it.
My gaze slowly moved up from the hand holding the divorce agreement to Song Qianyi's face.
Her eyes were indifferent, and her impatience concealed her exhaustion.
Unable to bear the silence, and even more unable to bear Ji Jingshen's astonished gaze, Song Qianyi looked away and said, "If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do."
A lump rose in my throat; if I said another word, tears would fall.
"Do you really have to choose this time to get a divorce? What if your mother finds out...?" Ji Jingshen asked.
“I’ll handle things with her,” Song Qianyi interrupted.
She had considered Xu Fengnian's situation before, but today's events made her determined to get a divorce.
As for Xu Fengnian, they could only continue to keep it a secret.
Thinking that Ji Jingshen might need to cooperate in the act later, Song Qianyi's tone softened slightly: "I thought you would be very willing to sign."
She placed the pen on her seat.
"Mr. Ji, I await your reply."
After saying that, she opened the car door and got out. Standing by the car, she nodded to Shen Chen and even waved to Ji Jingshen inside the car.
She turned and left, her steps steady.
Shen Chen did not rush to get into the car.
Ms. Song getting out of the car indicates that the conversation between the two did not go smoothly, and if he got back in the car, he would only be scolded by his boss.
As he expected, Ji Jingshen was in a bad mood, his lips pressed tightly together as he looked at the divorce agreement, feeling a pang of regret.
Frustrated, he tossed the divorce papers aside, rolled down the car window, and said, "How about I leave you here to be a statue?"
Shen Chen: ...
Either way, I'm going to get scolded.
He opened the car door and got in, not daring to say anything more.
As the Cullinan drove out of the school, Ji Jingshen suddenly spoke up: "Should I not have brought up divorce?"
Shen Chen slammed on the brakes, glanced at Ji Jingshen in the rearview mirror, and stammered, "Maybe!"
There was silence.
Ji Jingshen looked at the scenery rushing past outside and felt a sense of bewilderment.
He has always been decisive and ruthless, and he never goes back on his word.
He felt that his marriage with Song Qianyi was not suitable and wanted to end it cleanly.
He felt that divorce was the best solution.
But now, Song Qianyi's reaction and his own feelings tell him that this is not the best solution.
So, how do we solve this? How do we handle it?
After leaving school following Ji Jingshen, Song Qianyi felt frustrated and went to Wenya's place for drinks.
She sat there, ordered a drink, and started drinking without any hesitation.
Wenya was busy outside when she received a message from the shop assistant and rushed over. She saw that Song Qianyi was already slightly drunk.
"You're here." Song Qianyi stood up, staggered towards Wenya, and said indistinctly, "Come play with me today."
Wenya stepped forward to support her and took the wine glass from her: "If you're just having fun, why drink so much?"
Song Qianyi put one arm around Wenya's shoulder and pointed to her heart with the other: "It hurts here."
"Because of that man in your family again?" Wenya sighed. "What's the use of being good-looking?"
"He still has money."
"Is it yours? You're already eyeing it." Wenya put her wine glass aside and helped Song Qianyi stand up straight. "Is it just drinking?"
“No.” Song Qianyi shook her head and pulled Wenya outside: “Let’s go.”
Seeing Song Qianyi head straight for the driver's seat, Song Qianyi quickly stopped her, helped her to the passenger seat, and got into the driver's seat herself. "Where are we going?"
Song Qianyi said a name.
Wenya thought she had misheard, but after listening carefully, her brow twitched.
Isn't this the nightclub she took Song Qianyi to last time?
However, she didn't say much, started the car, and drove away with everyone.
The wind rushed into the car through the window, and Song Qianyi sobered up a bit. Facing the wind, she brushed her hair back and said calmly, "I'm getting a divorce soon."
"what?"
The refined do not believe.
"I signed the divorce agreement today. Once he signs it, we can proceed with the next steps."
Song Qianyi opened her arms wide and said loudly, "So, let's celebrate my return to single life in advance today."
Wenya smiled and said, "Okay, let's celebrate. Order eight male models."
The lights in the private room flickered, and all sorts of handsome young men sat around the sofa, some singing, others drinking with Song Qianyi.
Song Qianyi took a sip of wine with the hand of the handsome man next to her, feeling quite content.
"So what are your plans for the future?" Wenya asked.
"study hard, improve every day."
Meeting Wen Ya's speechless gaze, Song Qianyi explained with a smile, "Once I've thoroughly learned the knowledge from the books, I'll go back and manage the company well, and count money until my hands are sore."
She leaned back casually, laughing as tears streamed down her face: "Why rely on others? You can only rely on yourself."
She could escape the original owner's fate of being cannon fodder on her own.
“Yes.” Wenya leaned back, mimicking Song Qianyi’s gesture: “Mountains may crumble, people may run away, but you can only rely on yourself.”
She turned her head and saw the glistening tears hidden in Song Qianyi's hair, and her throat tightened.
After a long pause, she said, "Song Qianyi, good luck."
The music was loud, and Song Qianyi didn't hear clearly: "What?"
"I said," Wenya raised her voice, "Song Qianyi, good luck!"