The officer looked at Yan Ruolan, somewhat puzzled, "You’re looking for Captain Leng for something?"
"Yes, of course." Yan Ruolan said with a smile.
"If you guys fight again, we’ll have to invite you into the station," the officer said, not so politely.
"I didn’t fight, it was those two who fought me." Yan Ruolan gathered herself together, "I’ll borrow your restroom first, and then I’ll have something to discuss with Captain Leng."
She definitely couldn’t go in looking ; she might frighten someone.
Yan Ruolan said this as she entered the police station, paused as if recalling something, and glanced at Zhong Qida, "Zhong, if you have the guts, wait here for me to come out. When I do, we’ll go and get a divorce."
Facing such a scumbag almost made her forget the purpose of her visit. She was here to ask Captain Leng for some help with an appraisal.
Zhong Qida opened his mouth. He desperately wanted to respond, but he couldn’t. His businesses relied too heavily on his connections with the Gu Family. If he severed ties with Yan Ruolan, his status and wealth would definitely be affected.
Afang stared blankly at Zhong Qida, watching him fall silent, and her tears started to flow uncontrollably.
"Qida." She spoke up, "Let’s get divorced. No matter whether you’re rich or poor, I am willing to endure hardships with you. I believe our days will only get better."
Zhong Qida’s eyes reddened. When a man has money, women are all about romance. But without money, a man faces nothing but humiliation.
"Afang, I’m sorry, please give me some more time. I can’t divorce her yet." At least not until he had secured his assets and ensured that Yan Ruolan’s revenge wouldn’t be a threat to him, then he could extricate himself.
"Qida." Afang held his hand, "Think about how we’ve made it through these years. We’ve walked this path for so many years, wasn’t it to wait for this day? What’s gotten into you now? Are you hesitating, unwilling to take this step?"
The young man looked coldly at the man before him, scoffing.
Zhong Qida could hardly bear to look at them. He...
Afang laughed at the man’s prolonged silence, her eyes full of ridicule, "How pitiful I am, to have fallen in love with a married man and to have always believed that you would marry me. I’ve waited for seventeen years. My youth is gone, my son resents me, and all I got in return is this version of you. Zhong Qida, you bastard, how could you do this to me, you liar."
When Yan Ruolan had finished her business and came out of the station, she saw the troublesome family of three still there. She strutted up, "Zhong Qida, let’s go, we’ll get a divorce right now."
In the past, it was her concern for her reputation that mattered, but now that Zhong Qida had dared lay a hand on her, worrying about her face was useless.
Afang looked at Zhong Qida, who steeled himself and said, "Ruolan, I was wrong before. We’ve been husband and wife for a lifetime, isn’t divorce at this point just asking for ridicule?"
"Aren’t you usually so arrogant, saying that you wanted to divorce me, to ’fly’ with them? What do you mean by this? Are you scared now, can’t give up this big tree of mine, ready to abandon your beloved woman and son? So, that’s men for you, all about appearances."
Reputation and status are the most important things; everything else is insignificant.
Yan Ruolan glanced at Afang and sneered, "Look, this is the man you love. It seems he loves himself more, not willing to give up his reputation and status for you."
Afang looked at Zhong Qida, waiting for their new decision.
He had said before that he was willing to give up everything for her.
"It seems this divorce isn’t happening today. You guys figure it out, see if you really want a divorce. If you haven’t made up your minds by the afternoon, don’t blame me for not wanting to go through with it. See, that’s how men are, so pragmatic."
When it comes to their own interests, they start to hesitate, indecisive, and lose the ability to make decisions.
"Aren’t you that Su Xiaofeng." Lan Shuixian, leading a boy who was neither big nor small, passed by a spot in University Town and saw Su Xiaofeng sitting at the entrance, happily walking over.
Xiaofeng looked at the other party and chuckled lightly, "Lan Shuixian."
"Right, it’s me." Lan Shuixian looked around at the shops behind Xiaofeng, "All these shops are yours?"
"Yes, I rented them."
"So you’re saying, you’re the boss now?"
"Are you looking for part-timers here? If you are, I’ll work for you. It’s close to my home, which is perfect."
"Don’t you have a job at Lange Yuntian?" Working in a place like Lange Yuntian, the salary should be quite decent.