After five years of a cold marriage, I can no longer hide the child I secretly gave birth to.

Troublesome matters?

It turns out they weren't in a rush to get into bed, but were actually planning how to get rid of her, this huge problem.

That warm and sunny boy eventually turned into a cold and ruthless blade, repeatedly piercing her heart into pieces.

She desperately wanted to rush in and ask, if she hated her so much, why had she so sincerely vowed to treat her well for the rest of her life in the sacred wedding hall?

She foolishly believed it to be true.

For the past five years, she has repeatedly comforted herself because of that one sentence, believing that he was just busy with work or that there was some other misunderstanding that caused him to ignore her and leave without saying goodbye.

But reality is bloody time and time again.

Pierce her soul.

She couldn't even pretend to deceive herself.

Her numb legs moved immediately into the adjacent meeting room after hearing the elevator bell ring not far behind her.

She didn't know if she, in her current vulnerable state, still had the confidence to confront the couple.

She was afraid to face Zhou Yanci; she would lose even the last shred of dignity.

She didn't want to become hysterical.

Through the glass door of the reception room, she saw Fang Qing walk by with a man in a suit and tie, who had a very upright posture.

She had seen that man many times on the legal channel; he was a top-notch lawyer specializing in divorce cases, named Ji Yanmin.

...

"What nonsense are you talking about? I'm not divorcing Xuanxuan. We've only been married for a year, and I haven't even tasted the saltiness yet... I asked you to find a lawyer to help me win the case, not to break up my marriage."

Fu Minghao was stunned for a few seconds before he rejected him in a deep voice.

The woman Fu Minghao has chosen will never give up halfway.

Zhou Yanci said coldly, "Then you can talk to your lawyer."

How can one have both in life?

Taking and giving up are inherently incompatible.

Fu Minghao was now completely panicked.

He just wanted to prove that he and Bai Weiwei were innocent, and he just wanted Tang Xuan to believe him and not be jealous.

Since he went to such great lengths to marry her, he would never divorce her, not even if it meant death.

At this moment, Fang Qing led Ji Yanmin into the office.

Fu Minghao didn't want too many people to know about his affairs, so he waved Fang Qing away.

Zhou Yanci then instructed Ji Yanmin, "Give him the divorce agreement."

Fu Minghao took the divorce agreement and looked at the words on the paper. At that moment, his heart was torn apart with pain and suffocation.

He threw it into the grinder and pulverized it into dust almost instantly.

It felt as if if it had been a second too late, it would have become a reality.

After a few seconds of dejection, he briefly explained the situation to Ji Yanmin and stated his final demands.

No divorce, but reconciliation.

After a long conversation lasting an hour, the two finally came up with a solution.

After seeing Ji Yanmin off, Fu Minghao looked at the man who was focused on his work with a slightly tired expression on his handsome face.

"Do you see what will happen to me?"

Zhou Yanci ignored his sarcastic remarks.

Fu Minghao approached him again, unwilling to give up, and gently advised him like an old mother, "Old Zhou, once a woman reaches the point of divorce with you, it means she is really heartbroken and it is difficult for her to turn back. I have already gone through this, and I hope you will not follow in my footsteps. Xu Daikui is your lawfully wedded wife. I do not believe that you have no feelings for her at all. Don't be reckless. Cherish what you have while you can, or you will regret it later."

Zhou Yanci stopped typing and looked up after a moment.

"I'm not like you."

His tone was firm.

Fu Minghao smiled. "How are they different? Is it that we both have a 'white moonlight' (ideal love), or that I love Tang Xuan while you don't love Xu Daikui?"

"They're all different."

After saying this indifferently, Zhou Yanci lowered her eyes and ignored the man.

Fu Minghao was also somewhat puzzled by him.

To say he didn't love Xu Daikui is an overstatement, since he was the one who insisted on marrying her in the first place.

To say he loved her is an exaggeration, but he and Xu Daikui never even slept in the same house after their marriage.

Five years have passed, and the two have lived like strangers.

How can you not want to sleep with someone you love?

He just couldn't help it.

However, Zhou Yanci has been an unconventional person since childhood, and it's hard to say what he can endure that ordinary people cannot.

Fu Minghao stared at him for a while, then shook his head and sighed, "Whatever, I'm going to clean up my own mess."

After he left, the secretary outside the door approached Fang Qing with a stack of documents.

"Assistant Fang, this is a quote from a therapist at the Pet Home, along with a stack of cash and a card."

Just now, Xu Daikui handed over the documents, along with the unlimited black card that Zhou Yanci had given her, to her female secretary.

She thought that apart from signing the divorce agreement, she and Zhou Yanci would no longer need to see each other.

As for the card, she felt that it wouldn't be appropriate to withdraw any amount of money, so she decided to forget about it.

Fang Qing's temple twitched involuntarily when he saw the black card.

Zhou Yanci is difficult to please. If something he gave out is returned, he probably won't be happy.

Moreover, he always misunderstood that he was biased towards Xu Daikui because of Xie Jia, and that he was acting as Xu Daikui's spy, so he was quite wary of him.

Therefore, it's inappropriate for him to send these things in.

He looked at his female secretary and said, "Take this in and give it to President Zhou. I have other things to do."

"OK."

The female secretary knocked on Zhou Yanci's door again, placing a stack of documents in front of him.

"Mr. Zhou, this is the price list and cash delivered by Dr. Xu from Pet Home."

Upon seeing the conspicuous black card, Zhou Yanci's gaze faltered slightly. "Where is she?"

The female secretary paused for a moment before truthfully replying, "That young lady claimed she had something to attend to, gave me the items, and then left."

Seeing that the man's face was extremely gloomy and cold after she finished speaking, and that he exuded a dark and oppressive aura, the female secretary lowered her head in fright, said "I'll go and get back to work," and hurriedly left.

Zhou Yanci's handsome face was cold, his knuckles were white as he gripped the card, and his emotions were hard to discern in his eyes.

...

After leaving the group, Xu Daikui felt a dark cloud hanging over her heart and walked back with heavy steps.

So much so that she didn't even notice a car speeding past behind her.

The screeching sound of brakes startled her as she fell to the ground, unable to dodge in time.

A sharp pain shot through her ankle, and the driver of the car rushed out, asking, "Miss, are you alright?"

He is a taxi driver.

Xu Daikui looked down and saw that her fair and slender ankles were covered in red. She tried to walk, but found that she couldn't walk at all.

"I sprained my ankle, could you please take me to the hospital?"

She wouldn't hold him responsible for anything, as long as he helped her get to the hospital.

Fearing that someone might die, the driver immediately helped her up and took her to the hospital.

Upon arriving at the outpatient building, Xu Daikui endured the excruciating pain and stood firmly on one foot. After the driver helped her register, she didn't delay him any longer and went to find the doctor herself.

I went to the orthopedics department and happened to run into Shen Jun.

The man's expression was complicated when he saw that she had hurt herself again.

After helping her onto the treatment bed, he took off her British-style leather shoes and gently massaged her.

Xu Daikui hissed softly in pain and awkwardly pulled her leg back. "Dr. Shen, is it enough for me to just reposition it?"

Seeing her in pain, her face flushed, Shen Jun unconsciously eased the pressure of his massage.

"No need. You only have a minor soft tissue contusion. Just apply ice and rest well, and get some pain relief ointment to apply three times a day. You'll get better soon."

"That's good." Xu Daikui's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, was relieved.

I can't let my injury delay our weekend trip to see the paintings with Xu Meng.

Shen Jun took the ice pack and applied it to her face, his gaze falling on her fair complexion.

"How are you planning to get back later?"

Xu Daikui bit her lip, "I..."

She realized that Xie Jia was at work right now, and it seemed that she had no one to turn to for help.

Seeing her clenched fists, hesitant to speak, and looking embarrassed, Shen Jun's eyes flashed with confusion. "Why is your husband never around when something happens? Give him a call and ask him to come and show his face. Otherwise, I'm worried about you going home alone."

Should we call Zhou Yanci?

She'd better not humiliate herself.

In the past, Zhou Yanci would carry her to the infirmary without regard for the presence of others if she injured her leg during PE class.

But Zhou Yanci doesn't know how now.

He loathed her, despised her; his heart had hardened like stone.

When he saw her injured, he would only stand by and watch coldly with Xu Jiaojiao, mocking her and letting her fend for herself.

He would never go near her again.

She looked down at the number, her heart aching with bitterness, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Seeing her cry, tears streaming down her face, Shen Jun felt distressed and couldn't help but get angry at that number.

He wanted to see just what kind of scumbag and heartless man he was.

How could he be so indifferent and neglectful of his wife and daughter?

He angrily grabbed her phone and dialed the number.