Before marriage, they had agreed that no matter what happened, neither of them was allowed to mention divorce.
Ye Ruowan still remembered that their agreement also included one more item: the person who betrayed first had to pay for it with their entire life.
Her eyes reddened slightly, her pale lips parted, "Don’t worry, I don’t want any money, just Duoduo."
When Lu Hanye heard this, the coldness around him deepened.
Finally, he said only one thing: "Don’t regret it."
On the way to the civil affairs bureau.
Throughout the drive, Lu Hanye was troubled.
He glanced at the woman in the backseat holding a pile of documents with a calm expression and suddenly asked, "Ye Ruowan, do you still love me?"
Ye Ruowan was stunned, not coming to her senses for a long time.
Before she could answer, Lu Hanye continued, "No need to answer, I know you don’t have a heart."
No heart...
Ye Ruowan’s grip on the marriage certificate tightened slightly.
If she had no heart, she wouldn’t have endured his betrayals alone time and time again over the eight years of marriage.
She wouldn’t have silently cleaned up the mess while watching him betray her with another woman abroad.
Finally arriving at the civil affairs bureau.
Before getting out of the car, Lu Hanye’s hand, which opened the car door, trembled slightly. "I’m giving you one last chance."
Ye Ruowan only shook her head.
"Thank you, but no need. I’ve thought it through."
With that, she got out of the car first.
She hadn’t slept the night before, reminiscing about their past, which had been beautiful.
She didn’t want the last memory of that beauty to be lost in their already broken marriage.
In less than an hour.
The two divorce certificates were in her hands.
Before leaving, Ye Ruowan gave Lu Hanye one last look. "I will have someone pick up Duoduo from Lushan."
Lu Hanye pressed his lips tightly and said nothing, watching the woman’s back disappear, feeling a moment of daze.
In the taxi.
Ye Ruowan’s Weibo page had only one last line: "July 12, 2021, I bid farewell to the man I loved for 12 years…"
Without any suspense, the news exploded online.
Everyone knew that Ye Ruowan and Lu Hanye had divorced. Although it was a peaceful separation, there were still people online criticizing Ye Ruowan.
"Is this a divorce?!"
"Finally letting our cold brother go…"
"Divorce just to create hype, so shameless…"
Backstage at the Swan Music Concert.
Manager Zhao Fang looked at the emaciated Ye Ruowan standing by the window and couldn’t help but sigh.
"Why suddenly divorce, and you announced it immediately, the internet already had many people targeting you."
Ye Ruowan looked at Zhao Fang, who had always been by her side, with her throat feeling like it was blocked by a cotton ball.
"Lu Hanye is planning to have a child with Han Shuangshuang."
She handed the phone with the reporter's threats to Zhao Fang.
Zhao Fang read it in disbelief, then asked, "The other day you took out all your savings, was it to buy Lu Hanye’s dirt?"
Ye Ruowan did not deny it.
"Zhao Jie, the doctor said I will never be able to have my own children. Over these eight years of marriage to Lu Hanye, he was really good to me at first… So, if he wants a child, I wanted to fulfill that for him…"
Ye Ruowan put the phone back in her pocket, feeling the sharp pain in her heart, and forced a smile.
"Eventually, the dirt will be exposed. I hope that when that day comes, people will say that Lu Hanye started dating and preparing for pregnancy only after the peaceful divorce…"
Zhao Fang didn’t know how to respond to Ye Ruowan. She was truly foolish, but she did manage to leave with dignity.
Outside, the melodious music of the musical played.
Ye Ruowan listened quietly, only lamenting that she would never be able to stand on the music stage again.
In the evening.
Ye Ruowan refused Zhao Fang's offer to see her off and walked out alone.
On a midsummer night, the sky was dotted with stars.
Not knowing how long she walked, Ye Ruowan finally arrived at the old house of the Ye family.
Her steps froze as she saw her mother, hunched over, standing with Duoduo at the door.
"Mom..."
Duoduo ran to her first, rubbing against her leg.
Ye Mother took slow steps forward, and before Ye Ruowan could react, she slapped her face with a resounding blow.