Can We Say No to Divorce?
Chapter 131 - 90: Gu Qingchen, I Never Thought of Being with Another Man_3

Chapter 131: Chapter 90: Gu Qingchen, I Never Thought of Being with Another Man_3

Duan Feixun shook hands with her, recalling how he had once advised Gu Qingchen during the divorce signing that Bei Ran was an exceptional woman not to be missed!

Yet, this marriage ultimately lasted only four years before coming to an end.

"My requirement is simple," Duan Feixun said. "Choose the best hotel at the midway point between my law firm and her dental clinic. Be punctual in both arrival and departure."

Bei Ran knew that lawyers billed by the second, their incomes high, calculating costs with equal precision.

"No problem," Bei Ran nodded, "I had already called Miss Zheng before coming to the law firm, and she fully agrees with Lawyer Duan. Of course, I hope you both make it to the bridal chamber on time!"

Duan Feixun laughed out loud!

The dental clinic.

Even during regular hours, the dental clinic was crowded with patients.

When Bei Ran arrived, Zheng Tong had just washed her hands and came out for a break, pouring herself a glass of water. She wore a pristine white lab coat and black-rimmed glasses.

"Miss Zheng, I know you’re busy. Do you have anything to add regarding the wedding?" Bei Ran asked straightforwardly.

Zheng Tong gave a faint smile: "I have one additional request. I hope to sign our financial independence agreement on the day of the wedding. His law firm, whether before or after our marriage, will bear the benefit and loss of its assets independently, and so will my dental clinic."

Zheng Tong’s dental clinic was her own establishment; she had the financial capacity to stand up to a lawyer like Duan Feixun.

It seemed Zheng Tong noticed Bei Ran’s confusion. "Miss Bei, as you know, Lawyer Duan’s forte is handling divorce cases; I hope that one day, when he is his own defense attorney, he will be at a loss for words."

"No problem, Miss Zheng!" Bei Ran understood that a thirty-three-year-old woman naturally considered many factors when getting married.

It’s not that society lacks faith in love, but as women age, they rely less on marriage and more on the assets they hold in their hands.

Women over thirty will have no unrealistic illusions about love; they are independent, successful in their careers, and enjoy the life that society has lavished upon them, just like successful men do.

The hospital.

Upon finishing his day’s work and preparing to leave, Gu Qingchen saw Fang Zimo drive into the parking lot.

"Old Gu..." Fang Zimo called out to him. "How could you just ignore me when you saw me coming?"

Gu Qingchen glanced at him indifferently, "If you’re here to gossip, keep your distance. If you’re here to see a doctor, it’s off-hours; go to the emergency department to register."

"After all, we are old classmates; there’s no need for you to be so dismissive of me!" Fang Zimo looked at the aloof man.

Gu Qingchen’s expression remained indifferent. "I’ve told you before, we have nothing in common. There’s nothing for us to discuss."

"Alright, alright, we won’t talk about that!" Fang Zimo raised his hands in surrender, "Have you heard? Our class beauty is getting married?"

"Class beauty?" Gu Qingchen seemed to be searching through his memory for someone.

"Have you forgotten? Zheng Tong, you know, she even had a crush on you back in the day..." Fang Zimo said, "Old Gu, Old Gu, you’re such a heartless man. The goddess that all the boys in school adored liked you, and you just forget about her..."

Gu Qingchen was still uninterested: "So what? It’s in the past, and so many years have passed."

"They’re getting married; shouldn’t we show our faces?" Fang Zimo said.

"Let’s wait for the invitation before deciding," Gu Qingchen nodded.

Fang Zimo patted him on the shoulder, "How much money do you plan to put in the red envelope?"

Gu Qingchen paused; this was always something Bei Ran took care of. He would usually toss the invitations to Bei Ran when he got home, leaving her to prepare the red envelopes. He never knew how much she gave to others!

So at this moment, when Fang Zimo asked, he truly didn’t know!

"As the dream lover from the old days, I’ll allow you to put in one hundred more than me to prove you’re not doing badly!" Fang Zimo joked.

"Ridiculous!" Gu Qingchen snorted and then got ready to drive his own car away.

Fang Zimo was obviously there to pick up Tang Yanran. He called out to Gu Qingchen’s departing figure, "Want to know who the wedding host is?"

Gu Qingchen’s hand rested on the steering wheel, and he was certain—it was Bei Ran! Otherwise, given Fang Zimo’s character, why would he beat about the bush to this extent!

On the day of the wedding, at the entrance of the hotel.

Fang Zimo and Gu Qingchen arrived at the same time.

As Fang Zimo was about to present the red envelope, Gu Qingchen "snatched" it from him. "Hey, what are you doing?" Fang Zimo asked.

"Checking how much you put in," Gu Qingchen said as he opened it to look. "You gave ten thousand?"

"Is it too much or too little?" Fang Zimo shrugged, "Keep in mind, Zheng Tong owns her own dental clinic. Others may not know, but don’t you? In the field of medicine, do you know how lucrative dentistry is? Her inviting us to the wedding is about maintaining face, not the amount in the red envelopes."

As the two were talking, they saw Bei Ran walking towards them.

Bei Ran was dressed in a white cheongsam today, as she liked to wear traditional dresses at formal occasions. This white cheongsam was decorated with small purple violets.

"See?" Fang Zimo said to Gu Qingchen. "Old Gu, do you know the floral language of the flowers on Miss Bei’s cheongsam? The floral language of violets is eternal beauty; such a self-confident beauty indeed!"

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