Lu Qi was her child, a typical rich second generation.
Lu Qi asked tentatively: "Have you really decided?"
"I have never been so sober." Rong Shu came out with a smile on her lips.
She was originally delicate and beautiful, and this smile seemed to dispel the haze of many years and become brighter.
Lu Qi sighed: "I thought you would never get over it for the rest of your life. I have been so worried about you for the past six years. Why do you think you just like that scumbag?"
Rong Shu nodded her chin: "Yes, why am I so stupid?"
"Fortunately, you didn't wake up too late. If you stay here for another six years, you'll be old and yellow." Lu Qi continued jokingly: "I was thinking before, if you get old and get kicked out, I will reluctantly marry you.
Be a companion, after all we are childhood sweethearts."
Rong Shu rolled her eyes at him: "Crow's mouth."
"By the way, this is the divorce agreement you asked me to prepare. Take a look."
Taking the stack of agreements from him, Rong Shu flipped through them casually: "I won't take anything from Fu Jingting. I didn't owe him anything before and I won't owe him anything in the future."
Write your name without hesitation.
Seeing how happy she was, Lu Qi couldn't help but smile and said, "Okay, it's not sloppy at all."
Rong Shu put away the pen and raised her eyebrows slightly: "Let's go to the People's Hospital."
"Okay, my eldest lady~"
The top floor of the hospital is exclusive to VIP patients.
Finding room 1203, Rong Shu knocked on the door, then pressed the armrest and pushed the door open directly.
On the hospital bed, the pretty woman seemed to be frightened by her. She hid under the quilt in fear, her eyes were filled with tears, and she was very afraid of her.
Fu Jingting's face also darkened, and his voice was as cold as ice: "What are you doing here?"
Rong Shu leisurely took out the divorce agreement from her bag and handed it to him: "Sign this and I'll leave immediately."
Fu Jingting took it and took a look, his face sank a little bit, and his voice was very cold: "You want a divorce?"
"Otherwise?" Rong Shu twitched the hair beside her ears and smiled gently and distantly: "The past six years have been really difficult for you. If you sign it, you will be free, right?"
Fu Jingting frowned, his face was cold, and his expression was extremely solemn. He didn't know what kind of trick she was playing.
At this time, Gu Manyin on the hospital bed weakly shouted: "Jing Ting..."
This sound was like a hint.
Fu Jingting looked at Gu Manyin, then put his eyes on Rong Shu's face again, his throat moved: "We'll talk about this later. You go out first, don't disturb Manyin."
Rong Shu smiled, her smile not reaching her eyes: "I'm serious. You have to take Miss Gu back anyway. Isn't it just right for me to leave? So as not to be an eyesore to you."
"Rong Shu!" The man's voice was cold and deep, as if he had reached the limit of his tolerance for her.
"Miss Gu is watching. Could it be that...you have fallen in love with me and don't want to leave me?" Rong Shu's lips curved into an elegant and charming smile.
Gu Manyin looked at Fu Jingting pitifully, testing the man's thoughts: "What's wrong with you, Jingting?"
Rong Shu looked at the man coldly, waiting for him to make a decision.
"Okay, I'll sign!" Fu Jingting pursed his lips, his face surprisingly cold.
Rong Shu smiled with satisfaction, took the divorce agreement signed by the man, and left without any regrets.
However, as soon as he left the ward, the tears in the corners of his eyes could no longer be controlled.
Six years of marriage and eight years of love were all in vain.
The human heart is made of flesh, and it would be a lie to say that it is not uncomfortable.
It was as if someone was pricking her heart with a needle, and it was painful every time.