Chapter 411: Chapter 412: I’m peeling a pomegranate for you, and you’re breaking up with me?!
Thoughts of the past overwhelmed her.
Gu Mingzhu could not stop herself from trembling in fear.
But she absolutely refused to see such an incident befall Ah Chen.
She could not let Ah Chen become a victim.
Nor would she allow Ah Chen to become another Tan Zhen.
Gu Mingzhu gritted her teeth, “You must divorce Ah Chen. I won’t let you hurt him, absolutely not.”
Xia Yangyang, however, sneered coldly, “Then tell him everything. If he knew everything happened because of you, do you think he would hate you?”
Gu Mingzhu staggered back a few steps.
Xia Yangyang swiftly closed the distance, “Sis, don’t forget, you not only have a younger brother, but also a son who also happens to like me.”
Overwhelmed, Gu Mingzhu’s voice betrayed her terror, “What are you going to do?”
“You caused the death of my mother, I’m naturally going to do whatever I please.”
Hurling these words, Xia Yangyang brushed past Gu Mingzhu and entered the house.
Gu Mingzhu could barely stand, she leaned against a nearby cherry blossom tree, clutching her chest and gasping for air.
Xia Yangyang’s words were like a poison dagger. Gu Mingzhu had no idea what the crazed woman planned to do next.
She even began to suspect whether Xia Yangyang’s secret marriage to Ah Chen was a premeditated plot.
If that was the case, was Xiao Han also part of her scheming and hence fell for her?
The mere thought terrified Gu Mingzhu.
She absolutely could not allow a repeat of the tragedy, absolutely not.
When Xia Yangyang walked into the house, she ran into Gu Zhaohan.
Gu Zhaohan noticed that Xia Yangyang looked pale. He asked with concern, “Your face looks so pale. Are you running a fever?”
Xia Yangyang stepped back cautiously.
Her complex eyes and alert demeanor took Gu Zhaohan by surprise.
They had just been having a pleasant conversation.
Why did she seem like a completely different person now?
Xia Yangyang did not utter a word and avoided Gu Zhaohan and promptly went upstairs to her room.
When Xia Yangyang entered, Gu Qichen was already in the room.
Looking up as Xia Yangyang walked in, he smiled and said, “I saw you talking to my sister in the yard just now. What were you two talking about?”
Gu Qichen was sitting on the sofa, in front of him, was a large pomegranate.
He was peeling the pomegranate with a small knife.
And one by one he put all the seeds in a small transparent bowl placed by his side.
He saw Xia Yangyang standing still at the door.
Gu Qichen waved at her, “Come here, this is a large ripe pomegranate from Yunnan. An old war buddy of Grandpa’s sent it over today. It’s very sweet. Come and have a taste.”
Xia Yangyang slowly made her way over.
The distance from the door to him was just a few meters.
But to Xia Yangyang, it felt as if she was treading on a blade, each step causing great pain.
She looked at the gentle smile on the corner of Gu Qichen’s mouth.
Her heart ached as if it was bleeding.
She stopped in front of Gu Qichen.
Gu Qichen had already filled a bowl with pomegranate seeds and handed it to her, “Have a taste.”
“Gu Qichen, let’s break up.”
Suddenly and without warning, Xia Yangyang blurted out those words.
Gu Qichen’s fingers froze, he was taken aback.
But the smile on his lips did not fade, “Yangyang, you know, I hate it when you make such jokes.”
Xia Yangyang’s voice was as calm as still water, “I’m not joking with you, let’s get a divorce.”
Gu Qichen was stunned for a few seconds.
He stared intently into Xia Yangyang’s eyes.
The expression on his face grew colder inch by inch.
Finally, he slammed the bowl filled with pomegranate seeds onto the table, “Xia Yangyang, while I’m peeling a pomegranate for you, you fucking talk about breaking up?”