C9 (2/2)

”Let's go.”

Song Youran walked out of the ward, and the wind that blew in his face was very cold.

Her long hair fluttered in the wind, dispersing the last bit of hope in her heart.

Liang Yi watched her leave.

They had almost forgotten what methods the former Song Youran had at the mall to allow a girl in her twenties to preserve her parents' large inheritance and gain a foothold in the Yun City.

She had never relied on Xie Jingchuan's existence as an accessory.

She was willing to lower her head because she loved that man so much.

”Hello, Lawyer Jiang.”

On the way back, Song Youran made a phone call, ”Sorry, I'll have to trouble you again.”

”This time, it's a divorce agreement.”

”Yes, I've thought about it.”

”All the property in my name belongs to him, that's all. Is it okay by six this afternoon? ”

”Alright, I'll wait for you.”

When Song Youran returned to Shang Cheng Residence, she picked out the two storied villa according to Xie Jingchuan's preferences before they married. The environment, the light, and the villa was facing the south.

In the past, when she stayed here every day, she would feel an inexplicable sense of happiness.

And today, this illusion finally disappeared along with her situation.

She opened the door and went in, pulling out her clothes one by one from the closet.

She spent five years shopping for the small items on the bedside table. She had bought everything she could think of to make the house look warm.

And destroying these would only take a day.

Now that she looked at it, the only person who thought of this house as a home had always been her.

Xie Jingchuan just treated this place as a cage.

The moving company was here soon. She moved her things out one by one, and the large house was soon more than half empty.

It was not that Song Youran cared too much about these things.

If she were to leave, Xie Jingchuan would throw all these away.

It would be better if she cleaned things up a bit more so that he wouldn't feel uncomfortable when she was about to leave.

It was almost five.

Lawyer Jiang sent over the divorce agreement he prepared, ”It has been prepared according to your requirements, you can look through it first, if you need to change it, then contact me.”

Song Youran calmly replied, ”Thank you.”

Lawyer Jiang was the person who helped her manage her parents' inheritance back then. She was watched as she grew up, watched as she flew like a moth to a flame, trapping herself by Xie Jingchuan's side.

All of this had changed from today onwards.

Before Lawyer Jiang left, he could not help but ask her: ”Are you really willing to end this way?”

Song Youran nodded, but did not say much.

Lawyer Jiang still remembered how spirited she was when she first sought him to propose a marriage contract. At that time, even her eyes were glowing.

Unlike now, it was deathly silent.