Wen Tian felt a deep sense of powerlessness, and sure enough, Lin Caiqing turned to this topic again.
But at this moment, she suddenly understood what Pei Shaomu had just done.
This man had to apply for a divorce certificate from me so late just now. It wasn't just out of anger, he should have thought about it all.
He knew that he was determined to get a divorce.
And he also knew that Lin Caiqing was determined not to divorce her.
If she comes back again, she will definitely go back to the original point, quarrel and even run away in anger.
And the only solution is for a person to give up completely.
If she produced the divorce certificate, Lin Caiqing would give up completely.
Wen Tian bit her lip so hard that it almost bled. After a long time, her fingers trembled and she took out the divorce certificate: "Mom, it's too late. I have divorced Pei Shaomu."
Lin Caiqing was shocked all over.
She looked at the divorce certificate in Wen Tian's hand, her eyes filled with shock.
After a moment, she snatched the divorce certificate from Wen Tian's hand: "Is it fake? Is it fake?"
Wen Tian's voice was trembling: "Mom, it's true. I did divorce Pei Shaomu. Mom, please don't act like this. Can't I divorce Pei Shaomu? Do I have to listen to your arrangement?"
Lin Caiqing's chest heaved violently.
After a moment, she looked at Pei Shaomu: "Shaomu, tell me what's going on."
Pei Shaomu's eyes were deep, as if all his emotions had been sealed inside. They were as dark as ink, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Madam, Wen Tian and I have ended our relationship as husband and wife. I'm sorry."
Lin Caiqing's entire figure was hit hard.
Her lips trembled, but she didn't say what she wanted to say.
If Wen Tian and Pei Shaomu didn't apply for a divorce certificate, what else could she say.
But now that they have processed it, what can she say? What else can she say.
After all, my daughter is too willful and does not have this blessing.
Lin Caiqing was a little unable to stand up.
She looked at Wen Tian with a bit of sadness in her eyes: "Forget it Wen Tian, if you don't listen to mother, just do it yourself. From now on, you can do whatever you want. I, the mother, can't control you anyway.
"
Wen Tian suddenly felt a pain in her heart when she saw the sadness in Lin Caiqing's eyes.
The heartstrings were stretched tightly as if they were being pulled by something.
She knew that she had broken Lin Caiqing's heart.
Wen Tian couldn't help walking over and holding Lin Caiqing's hand: "Mom."
She wanted to have a good talk with Lin Caiqing, to act coquettishly to Lin Caiqing like she did in the past, to tell Lin Caiqing not to be angry, and to tell Lin Caiqing not to be sad.
However, this time Lin Caiqing pushed away Wen Tian's hand decisively.
Warm and sweet.
Lin Caiqing looked at Pei Shaomu, and her tone was tired: "Shaomu, my daughter has troubled you during this time."
Wen Tian's breath felt like it was being strangled.
His mother is still saying things to trouble Pei Shaomu. Does she look down on herself so much?
Did she just decide that she was the one causing trouble for Pei Shaomu?
Does she think it must be her sweetness and willfulness?
Wen Tian's body seemed to be frozen, and she couldn't even take a step.
"Mom, you don't have your daughter in your heart at all, not at all!" Wen Tian couldn't help shouting.
Lin Caiqing's progress toward the door suddenly paused, and then Wen Tian watched helplessly as Lin Caiqing's steps faltered, and her whole body seemed to fall forward.
Wen Tian's eyes opened wide, as if all the air had been sucked out of her brain.
"Madam." She heard Pei Shaomu's cry and saw Pei Shaomu running over.
At this moment, she suddenly came back to her senses.
"mom!"
Hospital in city a.
Wen Tian sat on a chair outside and cried.
Wen Tingyu stood in front of Wen Tian.
His face was stern and his tone was cold: "Wen Tian, have you made enough trouble? My mother has been weak and not well during this period. If you still stimulate her like this, do you still have your mother in your heart?"
Hearing Wen Tingyu say this, Wen Tian cried even harder.
"It's all my fault, it's all my fault," she cried on the side, her eyes red.
Ever since Lin Caiqing was sent to the hospital, she had been crying, her whole body shrouded in guilt and panic.
When Wen Tingyu was about to say something, he saw Pei Shaomu walking over.
"Tingyu, come here." Pei Shaomu said softly.
Wen Tingyu followed Pei Shaomu to the side.
"Tingyu, Wen Tian is not having a good time either. Don't talk about her anymore." Pei Shaomu said in a low voice.
Wen Tingyu's eyebrows frowned slightly.
Didn't he know that Wen Tian was having a hard time? It's not that he didn't see Wen Tian's red eyes, but he couldn't help it.
Wen Tian is too willful.
"Shaomu, Wen Tian,"
Pei Shaomu seemed to know what Wen Tingyu was going to say, and interrupted Wen Tingyu when he started to speak: "I know you think Wen Tian is willful, but a person's character cannot be changed overnight. It's useless what you say now.
Her character has been set."
Wen Tingyu sighed: "Shao Mu, you are still speaking for Wen Tian."
Pei Shaomu pursed his lips and did not reply.
He also knew that Wen Tian was willful, and he also knew that Wen Tingyu, as his elder brother, would have no problem scolding Wen Tian.
Just seeing Wen Tian's slender body sitting there, with red eyes and tears on her fair cheeks, I couldn't help it.
"Why did you divorce her?" Wen Tingyu suddenly asked after a moment, staring into Pei Shaomu's eyes.
After coming to the hospital, he learned about the general situation, but he did not ask carefully about the reasons for Pei Shaomu and Wen Tian's divorce.
"Emotional discord." Pei Shaomu didn't seem to want to talk about this issue too much.
"Is it due to emotional discord or sweetness?" Wen Tingyu saw that Pei Shaomu didn't want to talk but didn't end it there.
"Don't ask, Tingyu." Pei Shaomu's voice was slightly tired.
Wen Tingyu never likes to force others into difficulties.
Pei Shaomu's words have reached this point, and he should really stop talking.
But there was something I couldn't help but say: "Shao Mu, I have reminded you to be more forceful with Wen Tian."
Pei Shaomu smiled bitterly.
How could he not know?
But even though he knew how to deal with Wen Tian, he still couldn't let go.
Everyone has their own weakness, and Wen Tian is Pei Shaomu's weakness.
What's more, after all, he owed Wen Tian.
That night, if he hadn't restrained his hidden desires, he wouldn't have forced himself on Wen Tian.
Gu Niannian came over.
She looked at Wen Tingyu with worry on her face: "Tingyu, what on earth did you say to Wen Tian, and why are you crying like this?"
"Let her cry." Wen Tingyu said in a deep voice. Gu Niannian's beautiful eyebrows frowned uneasily: "How can this be done? She has never cried so sadly. I am really worried. How about I go and persuade her?