Abandoned on a stormy night, I divorced and remarried into a wealthy family.

"The fact that you can bring that girl into your private area means she's special to you."

"Feelings are cultivated gradually; there needs to be a beginning before there can be a process..."

Before Han Yunqing could finish speaking, Gu Huizhou coldly interrupted her, "Mom, I have no feelings for that woman, nor do I need to cultivate them."

"If you really want to be a grandmother, you can adopt."

"I'm not interested in women, and I'll never get married!"

After Gu Huizhou finished speaking, he left without looking back, and Han Yunqing couldn't stop him no matter how much she called.

Soon, not even a trace of people could be seen.

Han Yunqing silently shed tears. Aunt Tang, standing beside her, quickly stepped forward to comfort her: "Madam, don't be sad. Young Master just hasn't let go of the hatred in his heart! Don't you know whether he's heterosexual or not!"

"Back then, he and Miss Song... what a pity!"

Aunt Tang's eyes reddened as she spoke; she had watched Gu Huizhou grow up.

How could I not understand?

Gu Huizhou, who seemed indifferent to everyone, gave the softest part of his heart to Song Qintang.

Inside the safe were sheets of drawing paper she had discarded.

It was a foal that was specially raised for her at the horse farm.

It was after the Song family went bankrupt that they went to great lengths to save that piece of land for Song Qintang.

When Gu Huizhou returned from abroad that year, she was the one who picked him up at the airport. He was holding a light blue gift box in his hands.

Even the packaging color is Song Qintang's favorite color.

Her eyes were filled with the joy of seeing her beloved soon.

But in the end, he pushed his beloved girl away with his own hands.

How could I accept this!

Han Yunqing's expression hardened as she spoke: "The Gu family will not allow a second time to have someone die over a woman!"

"Her mother ruined me, ruined the Gu family! I will never give her another chance to get close to Zhou'er!"

"If Zhou'er's heart is still with Song Qintang, I'll stand between them even if it kills me!"

Faced with Han Yunqing's resistance, Aunt Tang ultimately didn't bring it up again, but swallowed her words and quickly bent down to comfort her: "Madam, don't get agitated, it's not good to upset yourself! Young Master may have already forgotten, it was my fault for being nosy."

Han Yunqing wiped away her tears, her chest heaving with anger. "In this life, I can accept Zhou'er being single, and I can accept the Gu family line ending, but I will never compromise!"

Aunt Tang didn't know how to comfort her anymore. After all, because of Gu Huaihua's death, Han Yunqing was tormented by hatred and couldn't sleep day and night.

She relies on sleeping pills to fall asleep every night; she is also a victim, and no one can forgive her on her behalf.

.....

On the other side, the Wu family went from laughter and joy to smashing dishes and breaking bowls in no time.

Confined to her room, Song Qintang was unaware of the reason why the banquet, which usually began with Long Jianjia's melodious piano music, was supposed to last until the early hours of the morning.

All I know is that today's banquet seems unusually quiet.

She has no right to interfere, and she doesn't want to ask; if she does, she'll be the one who gets scolded and suffers.

Whispers came from outside the door: "Good heavens! Wasn't that young master's face completely trampled on?"

"Come on... hurry up and tidy up in the hall! Don't upset the host!"

After the nanny outside the door responded, she impatiently knocked on the ground three times.

This is a sign that she can come out.

From the nanny's conversation and hurried footsteps, she could basically tell that something had happened to the Wu family today, and the banquet had been interrupted. She didn't want to provoke them at this time.

We had no choice but to go back to the hospital without our luggage.

When they came out of the living room, Wu Haoqi and his group were not on the first floor.

She changed her shoes and went to the garden.

I ran into Long Jianjia when I went out. She had just finished getting her hair and makeup done.

She wore a haute couture dress with a moon-colored silk halter neck, and a sapphire and diamond necklace around her slender neck.

That necklace was a family heirloom of the Wu family, and Ms. Mei had passed it on to Long Jianjia in front of her.

I've also heard that Long Jianjia hired a top celebrity's makeup and styling team for today's banquet, costing millions each time.

All she wanted was to outshine everyone and let everyone see that she was the true little princess of the Wu family.

Beneath her exquisite and glamorous makeup was a smug smile.

Song Qintang tried to avoid it, but Long Jianjia stopped and blocked her way: "Isn't the banquet that Brother Haoqi prepared for me today quite luxurious? I heard that your wedding wasn't even this grand. Are you very sad?"

The garden is filled with meticulously arranged details, and the champagne tower, gleaming under the moonlight, seems to be waiting for its owner.

Song Qintang pulled her coat tighter around her, her minimalist style highlighting her clear, beautiful face. She looked at Long Jianjia and said nothing more: "I've already filed for divorce from President Wu."

"Perhaps he has some other considerations. Since he hasn't agreed yet, sister, please help me persuade him!"

"After all, dragging this out isn't good for the three of us!"

Long Jianjia stared wide-eyed at Song Qintang: "What did you say?"

"Are you willing to divorce Haoqi?"

Song Qintang looked up: "It's okay if you don't believe me. He has already torn up the divorce agreement and left it in my room. You can go and see for yourself. There's another copy on the desk. You can persuade him to sign it as soon as possible."

Song Qintang's two seemingly casual words caused Long Jianjia, a lady from a prestigious family, to completely lose control of her facial expressions.

Shocked as if struck by lightning, she looked at Song Qintang's nonchalant demeanor and couldn't help but wonder if Song Qintang had gone mad.

She had no interest in asking Song Qintang if what happened was true or false; she just wanted to go in and ask Wu Haoqi if it was true.

If Brother Haoqi really divorces her, then tonight will save her a lot of trouble.

Originally, Song Qintang was supposed to be part of the main event that she and Wu Lihu had arranged. Regardless of whether this matter was true or not, after tonight, Song Qintang would no longer be qualified to compete with her for Wu Haoqi.

Overwhelmed with joy, Long Jianjia paid no heed to the empty garden.

She almost ran, lifting her skirt as she arrived at the living room door. She then lowered her skirt, composed herself, and gracefully pushed open the door, awaiting everyone's praise.

Can....

The expected praise and amazement did not come.

She didn't believe it; her makeup and styling today were just as good as anyone on the red carpet.

Long Jianjia raised her head in disbelief.

The next second, however, she was so frightened that she froze on the spot.

There's nobody here?

What about the guests? She had just received photos from her maid in the dressing room; they were all lively scenes.

She deliberately arrived a few minutes late, waiting until all the guests had arrived before making her grand entrance.

The current situation made her think she had gone to the wrong place.

But then again, perhaps it was a surprise that Wu Haoqi had specially arranged for her.

Listen closely, and you can indeed hear faint noises coming from the second floor.

She covered her mouth and smiled sweetly, regaining her good mood as she went upstairs.

Following the sound, she pushed open the reception room door, and a wave of disappointment plunged her into despair.

Ms. Mei and Wu Lihu were both crying, while Wu Haoqi looked like a wilted eggplant, propping his head up and sighing.

Seeing this, Long Jianjia's heart sank, but she didn't dare ask anything. She tiptoed to Wu Haoqi's side, sat down quietly, and asked with red eyes, "Brother Haoqi, what's wrong?"