He thought that his love would gradually fade away with the passage of time.
Until he saw her lying in the arms of another man with his own eyes; until he heard the news of her death with his own ears; until, like a madman, he searched for her all over the world, but could no longer find her whereabouts.
At that moment, the past came with the memory. What she had done for him was far more than what he had done for her.
He owed her much, much more than she owed him.
There is always a kind of love in the world, and the name of this kind of love is called habit. When you don't expect it, it will slowly surround you with something called zuo'ai.
Until it grows into your blood, your flesh, and your bone marrow, until it can no longer be removed.
How ridiculous he is, what he has done is also ridiculous.
He didn't realize until all the hustle and bustle had passed away that she was actually the wound that he had been unable to touch.
When touched, it hurts terribly.
He thought that Bai Xinhui would be his end. Even if he no longer loved her, he could carry this responsibility and live with her for the rest of his life.
However, until her lies were exposed, until he could no longer feel responsibility for her.
He suddenly wanted to ask himself, of all the things he had done, which one was right and which one was wrong?
He didn't know that when his father and mother left him together, he wanted to take revenge. What was wrong with him? He didn't know why a marriage that was just a decoration became more and more real. Why did he fall in love with the daughter of his enemy?
?
It's all wrong, all wrong.
And now, what should he do to love her?
"Wind, I hate it so much, I hate it so much..." He raked his hair irritably, his black eyes swollen red in the dark night.
What do you hate, hate fate, or hate yourself.
He hated the injustice of fate. Why should he be treated like this? He had done nothing wrong. He obviously had done nothing wrong, but why, he had done everything wrong.
Why, why did fate treat him like this? Why did the first person he met not Su Mozheng, but Bai Xinhui...
"Honor," the other end sighed, as if he didn't know how to comfort him.
Jin Zun breathed out with difficulty, and it took him a long time to calm down, "Feng, I'll leave the divorce to you."
"You really want a divorce," the other end was a little surprised, "otherwise what else?" Jin Zun smiled bitterly, "There is someone else by her side, I am no longer the only one."
Ignoring the shock on the other end, Jin Zun continued: "In the agreement, she can get half of all my assets, including my current villa. You can also ask for it. If she still wants some
other."
"Are you crazy!" A shocked roar came from the other end. "You don't know how much you are worth, do you? Are you planning to give her half of it!? Don't tell me your brain is crushed?" The other end said angrily.
of trivial thoughts.
"Do as I say!" Ignoring the anger on the other end, Jin Zun made a decisive decision.
Suddenly he sighed again and said: "She has been with me for so many years, and you should also know that the guilt I feel towards her is far beyond what this money can make up for."
Yes, even if Bai Xinhui concealed Zhezhe's matter, he was indeed sorry for her back then. If he had not eloped with her, now, she would still be the aloof Miss Bai of the Bai family, how could she be reduced to this?
Where is it today?
"I know, I know!" the other party responded perfunctorily, and the call was quickly cut off.
Jin Zun tugged at the corner of his mouth bitterly, put down the phone, stood up and walked out.
The moment he opened the door, the light that penetrated his eyes made him turn his face to the side in discomfort.
As the night passed, some black spots appeared on his chin, and his hair lost its previous docility and became messy and unruly. In his black and white eyes, the whites were actually bloodshot, and the eye sockets were somewhat sunken.
He hadn't changed his clothes all night, and his whole appearance was extremely slovenly and haggard.
"Sir!" A surprise call sounded in the corridor. He raised his eyes and saw the housekeeper standing in the corridor, looking at him happily as he walked out of the room. "Well," Jin Zun nodded, "Lin Zun
Where is sir?"
"In the madam's room?" The housekeeper blurted out these words and immediately felt something was wrong. He immediately covered his mouth and took a peek to see that there was no abnormal color on the gentleman's face, so he felt relieved a little.
"Yes," to her surprise, the husband did not get angry, but responded very calmly.
"Then I'll ask Mrs. Liu to heat up the food for you, sir, should you go first -" The housekeeper looked at his sloppy appearance and didn't understand whether he should take a shower or eat first?
"Yeah," Jin Zun responded lightly again, without explaining what exactly he was talking about.
The housekeeper went down and ordered Mrs. Liu to heat up the food.
Bai Xinhui's door was closed, and Jin Zun turned the door handle and opened it, which happened to disturb Lin Jiacheng who was sitting on the edge of the bed.
The latter immediately stood up in shock and looked at him slightly defensively.
Jin Zun walked in without seeming to notice his guarded eyes, "Xinhui hasn't woken up yet?" He looked at the woman who was still sleeping on the bed, and his eyes couldn't help but dim.
"Well, I haven't woken up yet." He asked, and Lin Jiacheng replied.
"I've already asked someone to draft the divorce agreement,"
As soon as Jin Zun finished speaking, Lin Jiacheng quickly raised his head and looked at him in shock or joy.
It was noon time, and there were four tables and chairs lined up in the open-air restaurant under a white umbrella.
Two men occupied two of the seats.
"Are you sure that what you just said on the phone was not a joke?" A man asked in a weird voice, his legs lazily crossed together, looking very wild and unrestrained, and even had a toothpick in his mouth.
Huo Shaoyan pushed the documents under him towards him, "Relevant documents and information are all here, including the real estate certificate." He spoke calmly, as if what he was selling was not a house, but a small toy.
"I said," the man stopped laughing and reached out to touch his forehead to check his body temperature, "Is there something wrong with your brain? Why don't you just pick up a woman and make you bankrupt all the time?"
Huo Shaoyan waved away the man's outstretched palm, and with a rare smile, he said, "Don't talk nonsense! That's your sister-in-law, not another woman!"
"Okay, okay, my sister-in-law is my sister-in-law, there are guys of the opposite sex who are inhumane!" The man complained angrily, but couldn't help but add, "But my sister-in-law is still a woman, so I won't let you go bankrupt for her, right!?"
The man spit out the toothpick in his mouth, reached out to pick up the newspaper on the table, looked at Su's news above, and said coldly: "Brother, it is not good for a woman to be too strong after all. I still like small and delicate ones."
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