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

Wu Haoqi's tender expression startled Song Qintang.

She could tolerate Wu Haoqi's biased and cold-hearted words, but now she could no longer bear to hear him unconditionally protect Long Jianjia and demand that she let things go.

Even if Long Jianjia wanted her dead, he could easily ask for her forgiveness with a casual remark that he knew he was wrong.

None of that matters anymore; what matters is that she will no longer be under his mental control.

Those large, warm hands reached out and covered hers, patting them a few times in a comforting manner.

Wu Haoqi's touch disgusted Song Qintang.

In just a few seconds, the soft hand in my palm was pulled away.

Wu Haoqi stared blankly at the warmth that had vanished from his palm, his last shred of hope shattered.

Does she really reject him that much?

They're a married couple!

Song Qintang straightened her clothes and sat up straight. "President Wu, I'm the one who got hurt."

Her meaning was self-evident.

Wu Haoqi paused, then lowered his head in guilt for a moment, knowing that she was the one who had been hurt.

But we're family after all, so we can't really hold a grudge.

"Qintang, what's done is done, but I can assure you that if you plead with your aunt to let Jianjia stay, I will make sure Jianjia apologizes to you in person afterward."

"And I promise I'll live a good life with you from now on."

Song Qintang had been waiting for him to say this. She raised her eyebrows slightly and said, "I can plead with my aunt for Long Jianjia, but Mr. Wu has to agree to one condition."

This was the first time Song Qintang had negotiated terms with him, and the fact that she could put forward terms indicated that there was room for maneuver in the matter.

A glint of life appeared in Wu Haoqi's eyes, who had just been on the verge of death.

"Okay," Wu Haoqi readily agreed, "As long as Jianjia can stay in the Wu family, and you don't make a big fuss, I'll agree to anything you ask."

He knew Song Qintang; she wouldn't make any unreasonable demands.

He thought that Song Qintang just wanted to tell him that he should treat her well in the future.

He can agree to these small things.

Song Qintang had already placed the divorce agreement under her pillow. She knew that Wu Haoqi would definitely plead for Long Jianjia, which was why she didn't call the police immediately but instead called Wu Lihu back.

Even if this matter goes to the police station, it will still be Long Jianjia's fault.

Ultimately, I couldn't give her the result she wanted.

She took out the divorce agreement along with a pen and handed it to him. "Mr. Wu, if you sign the divorce agreement, I will agree to plead with your aunt, and this evidence will never appear at the police station."

Wu Haoqi stared in shock at Song Qintang and the divorce agreement in her hand.

He shook his head in disbelief. "What time is it? Are you still making a scene?"

"Jianjia was so scared she was hospitalized, and she's still living in fear that you'll call the police. And you still won't let her go?"

"Song Qintang, when did you become so clueless about right and wrong?!"

Song Qintang suddenly realized that the Wu Haoqi in front of her, who was now furious and embarrassed, was no longer the same upright senior Wu Haoqi.

He always stood on the moral high ground to criticize her, regardless of whether she escaped death or not, in front of the Wu family, she was no match for Long Jianjia.

Song Qintang no longer felt any affection for Wu Haoqi, but in order to get a divorce, she suppressed the urge to have a huge fight with him. "The person who harmed me is Long Jianjia. The evidence is clear. If the Wu family doesn't want me to call the police and make a big scene, they should at least show some sincerity, shouldn't they?"

"All I ask for is a divorce and to leave the Wu family. How you protect Long Jianjia from now on is none of my business."

"Long Jianjia attempted murder three times. If you truly care about Long Jianjia, you should agree to my conditions. Otherwise, it's certain that she'll be imprisoned."

"I will not let this go!"

Song Qintang made her stance clear.

Wu Haoqi stared at Song Qintang for a few seconds, then stood up, staggered a few steps, bumped into the desk, pointed at Song Qintang, his face full of disappointment, and opened his mouth several times but could not say a word.

After a long silence, he withdrew his finger, slammed his fist on the desk, and asked angrily, "Are you really going to take advantage of my misfortune and divorce me?"

Song Qintang looked at Wu Haoqi and spoke each word earnestly and firmly.

"Divorce was an inevitable outcome."

Wu Haoqi punched the desk again, completely smashing through the simple desk.

"Mr. Wu, your delaying the divorce doesn't mean there's any possibility of reconciliation between us."

"You know how much Long Jianjia feels about you. You're dragging me along and keeping her hanging on. It's not good for anyone."

"Aren't you the one who cares most about Long Jianjia? How could you bear to let her wait and wait, even breaking the law just to stay by your side?"

"I don't need her to apologize to me. My leaving the Wu family will settle things and be better for everyone."

Wu Haoqi stared blankly at Song Qintang, watching her calmly say those words, watching her speak up for Long Jianjia. In an instant, he felt as if his heart had been emptied and he felt weightless.

He was delighted that she was finally no longer jealous of Long Jianjia, but the price was that she no longer cared about him and was pushing him towards other women.

They even used this to threaten him into signing.

Does she really not want to live a good life with him?

Perhaps she just didn't want Long Jianjia to stay, Wu Haoqi comforted himself.

After all, Song Qintang's love for him was obvious; she was merely playing hard to get, using love as leverage.

She couldn't bear to part with the Wu family, nor could she bear to give up her position as Mrs. Wu.

Over the past few years, he has offended all of her colleagues. If Song Qintang divorces him, those colleagues will all seek revenge on her.

The reason she can stay in the hospital peacefully now is because the Wu family is backing her up.

After he figured it out, he suddenly sneered and reached out to snatch the divorce agreement from Song Qintang's hand.

Her tone was threatening, "Song Qintang, have you thought this through? Once I sign, there will be no turning back!"

"Stop with your little schemes, they won't work on me."

"I'm giving you one last chance. If you know what's good for you, I'll treat you well from now on. Otherwise, once you step out this door, you'll no longer be my wife, Wu Haoqi's wife!"

Upon hearing this, Song Qintang breathed a sigh of relief.

She made the right bet after all.

In Wu Haoqi's heart, nothing is more important than Long Jianjia.

This was the moment she had been waiting for.

Song Qintang nodded without hesitation, "President Wu, don't worry, I won't regret it."

As she spoke, Song Qintang stood up, picked up the pen that had fallen to the ground, and handed it to him. "President Wu, please sign here after you have read it carefully and confirm that it is correct."

Wu Haoqi was carried up.

The veins on his hand were bulging as he took the pen.

He only wanted to treat her the way Song Qintang did, to make her compromise, but he didn't expect her to not give him any way out at all.

Only he knew the agony he felt at that moment.

He gripped the pen tightly, his gaze fixed on Song Qintang.

Her clear, cool eyes showed no trace of sadness, but rather held a hint of expectation.

This is undoubtedly the greatest insult to him.

The paper and pen in his hand were light and weightless, but now they felt so heavy that his legs went weak.

He reluctantly picked up his pen and tapped the QR code, saying, "Think it over. I've signed it. If you want to make up now, it's absolutely impossible."