Chapter 33: Qing Qing, Do You Want to Divorce Nian Lian?

 Chapter 33: Qing Qing, Do You Want to Divorce Nian Lian?

Jing Yue

Inside a private room.

The environment is elegant, with a table full of exquisite and delicious dishes.

Ning Qing and Yan Sichen are both silent, and the only sound in the room is the occasional clinking of dishes and chopsticks.

Yan Sichen looks at Ning Qing, who is unusually calm, and gets up to use his chopsticks to pick up a shrimp and put it in her bowl.

Ning Qing suddenly looks up, her eyes filled with waves of surprise.

Yan Sichen's heart is suddenly touched, and he softens.

He speaks softly, "What's wrong? You still seem absent-minded."

Ning Qing doesn't want him to worry and tries to smile, but she can't seem to force one out no matter how hard she tries.

A soft sigh is heard.

Yan Sichen says, "Qing Qing, you don't have to force yourself like this."

"..."

"Laugh when you're happy, cry when you're sad. You've always been like this. Why is it that now that you've grown up, your emotions are not as pure as they used to be?"

Perhaps it's because he mentioned the past, or maybe it's because of the barrage of questions from the journalists earlier, or maybe it's because when she was alone and helpless, the first person that came to mind was Nian Lian...

She finds it absurd, and feels deeply helpless and sad because of it.

The fact that she would think in her subconscious that he would suddenly have a change of heart and come to her aid in that embarrassing situation made her ashamed of her own delusions.

"..."

Her hand trembles slightly as she grips her chopsticks tightly, leaving marks on her fingers, but she doesn't seem to feel the pain.

Yan Sichen notices her hand on her thigh as if she's about to stop herself from hurting herself, but in the end, he gives up trying to stop her.

The atmosphere, once quiet, becomes heavy.

Ning Qing puts down her chopsticks, her eyes turning slightly red. "I'm sorry, Brother Sichen, I've made a fool of myself again."

Facing her casual tone, Yan Sichen forces out a smile.

"It's okay for me to see it."

"..."

Ning Qing lowers her gaze, avoiding his eyes.

Yan Sichen expression darkened, and his voice was very soft: "Qing Qing, it seems like every time I see you, you don't seem to be doing well."

Some freshly buried sorrow surged up, almost suffocating Ningqing's nose and mouth.

Her breathing was light and slow.

"Yes, since I woke up, the whole world has changed. My sister is gone, and everyone thinks I killed her."

Ning Qing spoke softly, her words ethereal.

"My parents blame me, reporters who don't know the whole story blame me, even my husband blames me..."

She smiled, full of sadness and heartbreak, yet also very captivating.

"Actually, sometimes I also think that if it weren't for me, my sister wouldn't have died."

"... "

Yan Sichen clenched his fists tightly, his eyes slightly red.

The woman's guilt, sorrow, and despair were expressed vividly in her few words.

But she used to be an angelic presence.

Now, she's been destroyed like this.

And he has a part in it.

His heart felt as if it were being twisted with a knife, his face pale. The woman's soft words shattered his last line of defense.

"If she hadn't died, or if I was the one who died, everything might be different..."

"No, it wouldn't!"

Ning Qing was stunned, looking at the man who spoke vehemently.

Yanshi Chen restrained himself, his eyes turning red. Gritting his teeth, he asked: "Qing Qing, do you want to divorce Nian Lian?"

Ning Qing was surprised by his words.

"Brother Shichen..."

"I can help you."

Yan Sichen no longer restrained himself, grabbing her wrist, as if he wanted to say something earth-shattering.

"As long as you really want to divorce him, I can help you!"

(End of chapter)