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Chapter 8

Jiang Lan pursed her lips and stared at him for a long time before she let go of his clothes as if she had made up her mind.

Go past him and go downstairs to the sofa in the living room, bend down and open the drawer under the coffee table.

Lu Jingchi followed her over and saw a divorce agreement lying quietly in the drawer.

It's been there for a long time and Lu Jingchi didn't even notice it.

He has never even opened this drawer.

He suddenly looked at Jiang Lan, his eyes full of surprise and doubt.

Jiang Lan looked at him seriously, and what he wanted to say was reflected in his eyes.

Get a divorce.

Lu Jingchi suddenly laughed, out of anger, "Are you getting angry with me?"

Jiang Lan waved his hand and said in sign language: I didn't lose my temper. I wanted to give it to you a long time ago.

She wanted to give it to her a long time ago, but every time she didn't have the courage to take it out. Why this time? Is it because she wanted to lose her friend, or because her brain was confused by the high fever, she didn't know.

But when she took it out, she felt relieved.

Like a thorn in my heart, it was finally pulled out.

"Because of that Si Ning, you want to divorce me?" He confirmed again.

Jiang Lan: It's not because of her, it's because of me that I want to divorce you.

There was determination in her eyes, telling Lu Jingchi that she was serious.

Lu Jingchi stared at her for a long time, then suddenly sat down on the sofa, "It's okay to get a divorce. If you leave the house cleanly and get back all the money I've spent on you over the years, I'll agree to the divorce."

Jiang Lan turned around and ran back upstairs.

Lu Jingchi looked at her back, and the gloom on his face dissipated a lot.

After a while, Jiang Lan came down from upstairs again and handed Lu Jingchi a card.

Staring at the card, Lu Jingchi's calm expression cracked a little more. He raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Lan, with anger pulsing in his deep eyes.

His voice was quite calm, "What do you mean?"

Jiang Lan put the card on the table and gestured: All the money you gave me is here.

"Did you hear wrongly? What I said is that all the money spent on you since you were a child is not the money I give you." His voice was low, as if he was suppressing anger.

Jiang Lan: I can pay it back slowly.

Lu Jingchi smiled, "You are a mute. If you leave this door, you won't be able to survive. Tell me, what do you want in return?"

Jiang Lan insisted on taking out the divorce agreement and placing it in front of him, with an unprecedented stubbornness on his face.

Jiang Lan: If we divorce, you can marry Xia Yan, and you can...

Her hand paused, as if frozen, and stiffly gestured out the last half of the sentence - together forever.

"That's enough!" He suddenly grabbed the divorce agreement and threw it at her. The papers fell apart and fell all over the floor, and her hand froze in mid-air.

Lu Jingchi stood up and looked at her condescendingly. Her fair face was scratched with several red marks by the paper, and the red marks became more and more vivid against the scattered hair.

He looked away, and his tone became a bit calmer, "I won't mention the divorce until you pay back the money."

He dropped these words, turned around and left the villa.

When he got back to the car, he took out a cigarette and lit it. He took a deep breath and the anger in his heart calmed down a little.

The little mute got angry and dared to divorce him.

He hasn't mentioned it yet, how dare she mention it first?

Lu Jingchi had never been so angry with Jiang Lan. Maybe he didn't even understand why he was angry.

Jiang Lan stood blankly in the room, neither crying nor making a fuss.

When the sound of the car leaving was heard, she slowly squatted down and picked up the scattered divorce papers.

Why did he refuse when she mustered up the courage to let her go...

She was very dizzy and took antipyretics again. This time she couldn't sleep.

Lu Jingchi left again, leaving her alone in the empty villa.

Jiang Lan was nestled on the sofa. The lights in the villa were not turned on. She hugged her knees and was in a daze.

At nearly ten o'clock, she received a call from Fang Qi.

Fang Qi was a good friend of Lu Jingchi. He knew that Jiang Lan couldn't speak, so after the call was connected, he spoke concisely and clearly.

"Sister-in-law, come to the Rubik's Cube, Brother Lu is going crazy!"

After saying this, the other party hung up the phone. Jiang Lan heard some noise on his end, and there seemed to be Si Ning's voice.
Chapter completed!
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