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Chapter 168: Cutie Delivered, Please Sign! (Climax)

Chapter 168: Chapter 168: Cutie Delivered, Please Sign! (Climax)

When Madam Yan saw that Zhu Qianying remained silent, she felt a bit awkward. She reached out, placing her arm around Zhu Qianying’s shoulder and spoke again.

"Ying’er, I know that you are upset inside. But right now, Xiao Wei is still in a dangerous phase, with a very unstable mental state. She harbors a severe hostility towards people, even towards her own parents and relatives; she resists them all. Yet, she has a deep dependence on and complete trust in Xiao Han. Therefore, Yi Changxing pleaded with us in despair just now, hoping that we could help him and Xiao Wei... Of course, this is very unfair to you, almost akin to giving a person a hard time...but..."

When Madam Yan spoke to this point, the elevator doors dinged open, and Zhu Qianying aided Madam Yan out of the elevator.

"Mom, I understand!"

How could she not understand? Even though she was Yan Han’s wife, based on affection and familiarity, Yi Wei’s relationship with Yan Han was an enduring friendship since childhood.

What about her relationship with Yan Han? That little bit of affection probably signifies nothing in his eyes, right?

Madam Yan sighed, patting Zhu Qianying’s shoulder again.

"Ying’er, I apologize on Xiao Han’s behalf! I know you feel wronged. I made it very clear to Yi Changxing that Xiao Han can only take care of Xiao Wei for a few more days. After that, no matter if Xiao Wei improves or not, Xiao Han must return home. After all, he is already a family man. His responsibility towards you is much greater than his responsibility towards Xiao Wei."

Zhu Qianying fell silent once more, but then nodded.

"Mom, don’t worry. I won’t overthink."

"Ying’er, I’m sorry. I actually have no position to agree to Yi Changxing’s request because you are Xiao Han’s wife. But Xiao Wei is also a child whom Old Yan and I have watched grow up since childhood. Xiao Han treats her like a little sister, so I selfishly agreed. If you feel you can’t accept it, I can..."

Zhu Qianying didn’t know whether Madam Yan’s words were intended to make progress by retreating, or whether she sincerely considered her well-being.

But she understood very clearly that this matter depended upon Yan Han’s will. Although she was his wife, she held no decision-making power or right to voice her opinion.

This realization made Zhu Qianying feel irritable. She didn’t want to hear Madam Yan continue, so she interrupted her.

"Mom, it’s not necessary. I understand everything. So, I won’t overthink it."

Wasn’t it the fact that Yan Han initially agreed to marry her because he admired her for her perceptiveness and sense of proprieties?

How could she overthink things?

After returning home, Zhu Qianying just as before, read her books, ate her meals, and went to sleep.

As for Yan Han, he seemed to regard the hospital as his home now and hadn’t returned for two consecutive days.

Initially, Zhu Qianying deliberately kept her mobile phone within easy reach, setting the volume to maximum.

Ultimately, she still hoped to hear a direct explanation from Yan Han, even if it was just a simple phrase.

There’s nothing between her and me!

She knew very well that she had retreated to her bottom line. She merely demanded a simple six-word sentence.

As long as he was willing to say it, no matter in which way, by phone or text, she could accept it.

But it was clear that she overestimated her position in Yan Han’s heart.

Two days after returning from the hospital, she had yet to receive a single word from him.

On the third day, Zhu Qianying told Madam Yan that she wanted to accompany her mother to R City to visit Xiao Yu and distract herself a little.

Knowing very well how much Zhu Qianying had been wronged and suppressed over this matter, how could Madam Yan deny her?

Therefore, Zhu Qianying packed a big suitcase and got on the plane to R City with Chen Jing.

The day after she left, the still haggard Yan Han returned to the Yan family mansion to grab some things, then hurriedly left again. Before he left, Madam Yan pulled him aside and told him that Zhu Qianying and her mother had gone to R City.

He nodded, saying, "I know!" He then turned around and quickly exited the door.

Three days later, Zhu Qianying returned. Madam Yan found it strange when she saw Zhu Qianying came back empty-handed, carrying only a backpack.

"Ying’er, where’s your luggage?"

A travel-wearied Zhu Qianying came over to hug her, "Mom, my mom’s caught a cold and has a fever. I want to stay with her for a few days. Is that okay?"

Madam Yan was increasingly upset with herself for how Zhu Qianying had been wronged recently. How could she possibly refuse?

"Yes, go. After you have lunch, the driver can take you there."

Zhu Qianying shook her head, "Mom, no need, Qi Xiao is waiting for me outside."

Madam Yan was reluctant to see her go, "Are you leaving now?"

"Hmm, I’m just back to get a few things."

Zhu Qianying says, releasing the elderly lady, and going upstairs.

About ten minutes later, Zhu Qianying returns still carrying her backpack, but it appears fuller, as though stuffed with a lot of things.

However, the old Yan lady doesn’t pay much attention, just escorts her to the door. "Ying’er, do take good care of your mother-in-law, but also take good care of yourself."

Zhu Qianying once again hugs the Old Yan lady, even nestling her face against her’s, before saying, "Mum, goodbye!"

At that time, the Old Yan lady doesn’t think much about it, just thinks that the girl is suddenly emotional.

It isn’t until a few days later when Yan Han returns from the hospital and asks about Zhu Qianying, does the old Yan lady inform him that she has returned to her parent’s home.

Yan Han probably needs Zhu Qianying for something and surprisingly, takes out his phone and dials her number.

Strangely, the number he dials gives away the prompt that the number is a null number!

Yan Han, unable to give up, switches to the old Yan lady’s phone and dials again, but gets the same response.

Yan Han, in irritability, hangs up the phone and heads upstairs.

A few minutes later, on the bed adorned with a big red bedspread–his marriage bed with Zhu Qianying, he sees a large pile of documents, on top of which is a letter with "To Yan Han" written in resplendent script.

"Dear Han, Here’s wishing you and Miss Yi a life of blissful happiness.

The divorce agreement is already signed by me, and now, you just sign your name. We will revert to being free."

Not to be over emotional, originally when I took your two hundred million betrothal gifts, it was a promise for a life-long marriage.

Now, even though you broke the promise, I voluntary quit. If a lifetime of companionship is forty years, then one year is five million.

Though we only spent a few days in this marriage, let’s round it off to a year. I take five million and invest the remaining ninety-five million into Mingxuan’s stocks. The transfer agreement has been signed by me, you sign it, you can view it as getting back your ninety-five million.

As for my father’s hundred million, sorry, I can’t pay it back! Please claim it by yourself!

Well then, farewell!

Wish you:

Bliss!

Signed, Zhu Qianying!"

Yan Han stares at the paper in his hand, red-eyed for a long time, unable to utter a word!

What Zhu Qianying doesn’t know is that a few days after she leaves the Yan family, the Zhu family loan is approved, and the guarantor is the Yi family.

...

Five years later!

As the year-end is approaching, the staffs of the large enterprises are so busy they can hardly free up. Yan Han, as both the president and chairman of the Yanhuang Group, is no exception.

At noon, it is supposed to be lunchtime, but Yan Han is still having a meeting with colleagues in the conference room. Halfway through the meeting, his personal phone which is placed on the table, rings suddenly!

Yan Han picks it up and sees a number that he has never seen before!

His heart, unprovoked, starts pounding!

He has been facing these symptoms since five years back, and they’ve never healed.

The trigger for these symptoms is any unfamiliar number that appears on his private phone!

Although he doesn’t want to admit it, he has indeed been waiting for a certain call in these five years.

Although it is faint, he keeps waiting.

Before he can talk after answering the call, the other party talks first.

"Hello, may I speak to Mr. Yan Han?"

"Yes, speaking."

"Hello, this is Star Treasure Express, a ’cutie’ has been delivered to you, please sign!"