Kind-hearted people were urging both of them to go back and calm down, not to be impulsive.
This wasn’t about being impulsive, it was a necessary divorce. Her marriage to him had always been in name only; now it had truly reached its end.
Tang Yuchen couldn’t stand the strange looks from others. He indifferently said to An Ruo, "I think we should go back and sign the divorce agreement, and let the lawyers handle this."
"No, I must divorce you right now," An Ruo said without room for negotiation.
The man’s deep eyes looked at her, and seeing the coldness in her eyes, a fury inexplicably rose in his heart.
"Fine, I don’t want to be your husband for even a second longer!"
A sting pricked An Ruo’s heart, and she retorted coldly, "The feeling is mutual."
Tang Yuchen was so angry he didn’t want to look at her again or speak to her.
Their confrontational stance affected the festive mood around them, making it seem as if their happiness was somehow inappropriate.
After all, the end of a marriage isn’t a good thing for anyone.
Finally, it was their turn. The staff asked them to present their documents.
They had only brought their household registration books and ID cards. The staff member smiled and said, "You can’t get divorced."
"Why not?" they asked in unison.
"To get divorced you need a marriage certificate, you need a divorce agreement. You don’t have either."
Speechless. They actually needed these things.
An Ruo stormed out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, followed by Tang Yuchen.
She turned around and questioned him angrily, "Didn’t I tell you to bring all the documents? Why didn’t you bring the marriage certificate?"
Damn it, he didn’t know they needed a marriage certificate; he had never been divorced before.
"Then why didn’t you sign the divorce agreement when I asked you to?" the man countered.
An Ruo paused before replying, "Now, you go back and get the marriage certificate and the divorce agreement. I’ll wait here for you."
It was already noon by this time, and he hadn’t even eaten yet.
Tang Yuchen said indifferently, "I’m not free right now. We can talk about this tomorrow."
"No, we must get divorced today." It had taken her so much effort to muster the courage for a divorce; did he want to prolong her agony by dragging it out?
Seeing her so eager to proceed, Tang Yuchen felt even less hurried. He hooked a smile and said, "Since you’re so eager to get divorced, go ahead and do it by yourself."
Having said that, he got into his car and drove away.
An Ruo stood there gloomily for a while, then, having no other choice, went to find some place to eat before returning to the hotel.
She packed her things and checked out of the room, then took a taxi back to the villa.
Tang Yuchen had already been back for a while. Lan Keren knew he had gone to divorce that morning, so she rushed over early to wait for him at the villa.
As An Ruo walked into the living room, Uncle Tao saw her and immediately smiled, "Young Lady, you’re back."
Tang Yuchen and Lan Keren, sitting on the sofa, looked at her in astonishment, not understanding why she had come back.
An Ruo glanced at them coldly and said indifferently, "Since we’re not divorced, I am still the lady of this house and have the right to live here."
The man’s deep eyes watched her as the corner of his mouth curled into a mocking arc.
"You’re right, you are still the lady of this house," he said.
He stood up and gently said to Lan Keren, "Ke Ren, let’s go. We can talk outside."
Lan Keren didn’t answer him; instead, she looked at An Ruo and asked with a smile, "May I speak with you alone?"
Talk about what? About how great her relationship with Tang Yuchen was and how his divorce from her was a last resort?