"Are you my husband? Liming, you should understand that from beginning to end, I have never loved you. I only have Shijun in my heart." Wen Qing's words were like ice, without any warmth, like a handful of The sharp blade pierces Dawn's heart.
Li Ming tried his best to calm the turmoil in his heart. His deep eyes were locked tightly on Wen Qing. However, Wen Qing's eyes were like thousand-year-old ice, cold and ruthless, which made his efforts seem... So powerless.
"I understand, no matter how hard I try to win back your heart, it seems so feeble." Li Ming's voice was low and hoarse, and every word seemed to carry a huge weight. , squeezed out from between his lips and teeth with difficulty, the words were filled with endless despair and sadness, like a heavy hammer, hitting his heart hard.
"However, I must let you know," Liming continued, with a hint of determination in his tone, "even if our marriage comes to an end, there will be no result between you and him. Zhang Shijun's The reason why he can inherit the Jiang family is because he married Jiang Muzhi's granddaughter. You should be well aware of this fact."
"So what?" Wen Qing responded angrily. "No matter whether he is married or not, the love that is deep in my heart is still unwavering and has not diminished at all."
Li Ming shook his head gently and said with a hint of helplessness in his tone. : "If you really intend to shake up his family, I implore you to think carefully and carefully. After all, he is now the helmsman of the Jiang Group. If he abandons his family because of you, I am afraid he will not only lose everything , it is more likely to be infamous and completely defeated."
Wen Qing took a few steps back involuntarily, her heart full of contradictions. She didn't want to see everything Shijun owned disappear in an instant, but deep in her heart, a strong desire surged - to stay with Shijun and become the true mistress of the Jiang family.
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Li Ming stared at Wen Qing and sighed in her heart. Wen Qing's love is like a burning flame, passionate and persistent. However, Dawn understands that this love may become a raging fire that consumes everything.
Li Ming's voice trembled slightly in the air, and he said softly: "I hope you can think carefully about my words. As for the divorce, after you recover, if you are still determined, I will respect it. It's your choice to go through the divorce procedures with you." Tears fell quietly, painting a picture of silent sadness on his face. He turned around resolutely, walked hurriedly, and left the ward full of melancholy, like a wounded goose suffering the pain of parting alone.
When Shijun stepped into the house, the sunlight penetrated every corner of the room like filaments, but Yu Yan did not appear. His eyes fell on the dining table involuntarily, where a carefully prepared breakfast lay quietly, with a piece of paper pressed next to it. The beautiful handwriting on it appeared on the paper, like beating notes, carryingYuyan's concern for Shijun, "Shijun, you didn't come back last night, and I was very worried. I tried to call your number, but received a cold response that the phone was turned off. I was extremely helpless and didn't know what to do. This morning There are classes in school, and as a teacher, I cannot slack off in my duties. I have prepared breakfast for you, and I hope you can enjoy it when you return. If you see this note, please be sure to reply to my message. Let me know that you have returned safely. "Yu Yan"
"Yu Yan..." Tears slid down Shijun's face, and he felt deeply that he who had not returned last night was like a sharp knife. The knife pierced Yu Yan's heart deeply, causing her to suffer in worry and anxiety all night. He quickly took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and saw that the screen was dim due to exhaustion of battery, as if it was a reflection of his heart, reminding him that the phone was turned off.
He was so anxious that he immediately ran back to the bedroom and hurriedly connected the charger to his mobile phone. When the familiar startup screen lit up again, hundreds of missed call reminders flooded in, including Yuyan's anxious call and Yujun's concerned inquiry. This scene filled his heart with deep self-blame and endless apology.
Shijun couldn't wait to dial Yuyan's number. However, a busy signal came from the other end of the phone. Yuyan was immersed in the atmosphere of the classroom and failed to respond in time. Shijun put the phone close to his ear, as if he could feel the breath of Yuyan, and whispered in a gentle but firm voice: "Yuyan, please forgive me for my mistakes. I know that my behavior disappointed you. But please believe, No matter how twists and turns the road ahead may be, my love for you is as unwavering as a rock and will never fade."