Shi Mei watched his retreating figure, wanting to speak out, but in the next second, her reason returned first, and ultimately, she said nothing.
Their relationship should have been severed long ago.
It was probably for the best to let bygones be bygones.
Shi Mei turned her head away, forcibly pulling her gaze back.
Shi Lingyan had truly left.
He left the car behind, but his whereabouts were unknown.
After the driver respectfully took them to the restaurant Shi Lingyan had arranged early in the morning, he waited outside.
Shi Mei was somewhat distracted while eating.
She was drinking the duck soup she had been craving for a long time, but her appetite wasn’t as good as she had imagined.
Officer Gao noticed Shi Mei’s distraction and wrapped a slice of roasted duck for her, casually saying, "Mr. Shi is quite considerate in his actions, and it seems he still likes you quite a bit. Why did you divorce back then?"
Hearing Officer Gao’s words, Shi Mei tugged at her lips, "Back then I was a fool, and he just treated me like a child. If we didn’t divorce, what was the point of staying together?"
A subtle mockery hung on Shi Mei’s lips, and her mood was also somewhat complex.
Gao Lian heard this, raised his eyebrows, lightly nodded his head, and said nothing.
That morning at the Great Wall, he had briefly talked with Shi Lingyan.
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It was just unknown what had made him suddenly want a divorce.
Yet after the divorce, he was so eager with regret that he rushed to Imperial City.
Now Gao Lian could only be sure of one thing — Mr. Shi really liked Shi Mei.
He didn’t seem like someone who would divorce Shi Mei.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t be regretting it so much now.
But these words, Gao Lian didn’t voice them and just bent his head to wrap the roasted duck for her.
Ye Tiao nudged Tang Jingming at the side, saying, "Call him and ask where he is. Something feels off."
Tang Jingming thought the same, glanced at Shi Mei, and seeing she showed no reaction, picked up his cell phone and called Shi Lingyan.
The other side answered quickly.
"Put it on speakerphone, speakerphone!" Ye Tiao, wearing gloves, kept nudging Tang Jingming with her elbow.
Tang Jingming cooperated fully, asking, "Brother Shi, where are you?"
There was silence on the other end, then a reply, "What’s up?"
"Just wanted to ask about you."
"That wound of yours doesn’t look too good; it wasn’t treated properly and has even festered, it might even get infected. I suggest you stay in the hospital for observation..."
A vague voice emerged from the phone, unclear but everyone heard it very clearly.
Shi Mei was drinking soup when she heard this, pausing mid-action.
Tang Jingming widened his eyes, "You’re in the hospital?"
Shi Lingyan’s voice was faintly heard, then coldly said, "It’s nothing, I’m hanging up."
"Hey, hey, Brother Shi!" Tang Jingming’s voice was a bit urgent, "Which hospital are you in?"
But Shi Lingyan had no intention of answering and directly hung up the phone.
Tang Jingming was shocked, "The wound has festered, it could even get infected! And he still went hiking with us, that’s just too... too..."
He didn’t finish his sentence, and some reproachfully looked at Shi Mei, saying, "Why didn’t you follow him just now!"
A sense of suffocation rose in Shi Mei’s heart, she put down her bowl, and coldly said, "Whether he lives or dies, what does it have to do with me? We’re already divorced."