A Substitute Bride With Multiple Identities
Chapter 258 Song Shiwei: Forgive You? Only if You Die

Chapter 258: Chapter 258 Song Shiwei: Forgive You? Only if You Die

Song Shiwei’s expression didn’t change, and she continued walking forward without pause.

However, just as she was about to exit the door, her wrist was seized by someone, the forceful and undeniable grip making Song Shiwei stop in her tracks.

She took a deep breath, turned to look at Qi Yunqian, her brows and eyes bearing a hint of impatience, "Let go."

Qi Yunqian didn’t let go, instead, his gaze deepened as he looked at her and said, "Let’s talk."

Qi Yunqian was already a center of attention in the company.

Now, him tugging and pulling with a woman in the lobby attracted quite a few employees’ gazes.

Many secretly looked their way, their eyes gleaming with gossip, faces filled with excitement.

Song Shiwei, who was about to speak, swallowed back her words, and nodded at him without much expression, "Fine."

She was a person of dignity, caring about her reputation.

Arguing with Qi Yunqian here would be undignified and would just give people juicy gossip.

The strength with which Qi Yunqian held her wrist softened slightly, but he still didn’t let go, pulling her toward the elevator reserved for the president.

Before leaving, Song Shiwei didn’t forget to take the envelope containing the divorce agreement from the receptionist.

The two silently made their way to the president’s office.

Upon entering the office, Song Shiwei shook off his hand, rubbing her wrist that had turned a bit red from his grip, and said indifferently, "I think there’s nothing for us to talk about other than divorce."

Song Shiwei opened the envelope, took out the divorce agreement, and placed it on the office desk, "Here’s the divorce agreement, I’ve already signed, take a look. If there’s no issue, you sign it too."

Qi Yunqian walked up to the desk, his gaze falling on the divorce agreement.

He didn’t look at the content, flipping straight to the last page.

Indeed, Song Shiwei’s signature was there.

A heavy hammer seemed to have slammed into Qi Yunqian’s chest, the pain was intense and suffocating, his eyes tinging with red as he silently picked up the divorce agreement, without any hesitation, and fed it into the shredder.

In just a few seconds, the divorce agreement Song Shiwei had brought was turned into a pile of scrap paper.

"Shiwei, I will not divorce," Qi Yunqian’s Adam’s apple moved, trying to suppress the suffocating pain, as he looked deeply at Song Shiwei.

Song Shiwei sat on the couch, arms crossed, legs crossed, showing indifference to his act of shredding the divorce agreement, she even smiled briefly, "If you shred this one, I have hundreds more. You can’t shred them all."

Although she smiled, her eyes were very cold, looking at him without the strong love of the past, as if he were a stranger.

The indifference in her eyes stung Qi Yunqian’s heart.

But he could never divorce Song Shiwei.

The thought that, as soon as she left him, she would fall into the arms of another man, marry him, have children, was enough to unleash a murderous rage he couldn’t control.

Qi Yunqian walked towards Song Shiwei, knelt in front of her, looked up at her, his gaze intense, "Shiwei, the Fu Family is bankrupt, Fu Yu can’t bully you anymore."

"I will make her pay for how she bullied you in the past, and I will collect evidence of her hit-and-run to send her to jail."

"The Songs abroad, I have taken care of them too, and your brother’s company, I will invest in it to help him rise again," Qi Yunqian paused, his hand tentatively reaching out to take Song Shiwei’s, "I know I’ve made many mistakes in the past, I’m unforgivable."

"Can you please not..."

Song Shiwei looked at him expressionlessly, cutting him off coldly, "Stop talking. I don’t want to hear it."

"I don’t want to hear your pretentious apologies and guilt, Qi Yunqian. You need to understand that there is no future for us."

She spoke slowly and clearly, enunciating every word, "Between us, there will be no future."

"I’m not so cheap that, after the way you treated me, I would act as if nothing had happened and continue to be with you, happily ever after."

Qi Yunqian’s heartbeat missed a beat, then he heard Song Shiwei say almost coldly, "I agreed to marry you in order to take back the Song family’s old house and company. Now that I’ve got them, and they are signed under my name."

"So, I no longer want to play this game with you. Do you understand, Qi Yunqian?"

"I know, Shiwei." Qi Yunqian took a deep breath, feeling an immeasurable emptiness in his chest, each breath accompanied by a tearing pain.

He tightly grasped Song Shiwei’s hand, his voice was hoarse, his tone trembling slightly, "I won’t pretend nothing happened. I’ll remember the wrongs I did in the past, and I won’t do them again. Do you believe me, please?"

Song Shiwei stared into his eyes without hesitation, "I don’t believe you, Qi Yunqian."

"You need to know that you destroyed my feelings and trust in you little by little. You are the principal architect of my pain."

"I will never believe you again, nor will I forgive you."

Those simple sentences struck Qi Yunqian like arrows, piercing through his chest, making him wish he could fold himself up in pain.

He closed his eyes, holding onto Song Shiwei’s hand tightly, "Then what do you want me to do? What can I do to earn your forgiveness?"

Song Shiwei looked at him coldly, "Unless you die."

Between her and Qi Yunqian, two lives lay, those of her parents.

And her career, which was ruined right from the start.

Unless Qi Yunqian died, she could never forgive him in this lifetime.

There was a sudden silence in the office.

Just as Song Shiwei thought Qi Yunqian would fly into a rage, she heard him say, "Fine."

Song Shiwei was slightly startled, her eyebrows furrowing as she looked at Qi Yunqian coldly.

Seeing him take a fruit knife from the coffee table and place it in her hand, he looked at her deeply, his gaze tender but with a hint of madness lurking, "Shiwei, will you take my life, please?"

Song Shiwei frowned slightly, looking at Qi Yunqian with confusion, "President Qi, are you trying to trap me again?"

"If you accidentally stab me to death, the fruit knife will have my fingerprints on it. If the police investigate, they will put me back in jail."

Song Shiwei released the fruit knife, her eyes carrying a hint of scorn, "If you want to split up, why go through so much trouble? Why not just sign the divorce agreement?"

"That’s not what I meant!" Qi Yunqian never expected Song Shiwei to think of him that way, his heart felt like it was being gripped by a mighty hand, indescribable pain filling his chest.

He moved closer to her, his eyes dark and somber, his voice rough and broken, "Shiwei, you can’t think of me like this."

Qi Yunqian’s tone became pleading, "Shiwei, you have to believe me, I won’t hurt you again."

"If you want me to believe you, you can." Song Shiwei looked at him indifferently, "We divorce, then I’ll trust you one last time."

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