Mr.President, Let's Get a Divorce -
Chapter 227: If you can do it, I won’t touch her.
Chapter 227: If you can do it, I won’t touch her.
Wen Liangyu’s somber eyes stared straight ahead as he twisted the jade ring on his finger, "Your divorce, just like your marriage, was decisive and secretive. I do not wish this matter to be known by anyone else. If you can ensure that, I won’t touch her."
"You’re threatening me."
"If you feel so, then it is."
Wen Nian chuckled, "You seem to think that being President means you shouldn’t have emotions or desires... and that matters of the heart and marriage shouldn’t be decided by oneself."
"It is inevitable!" Wen Liangyu said in a deep voice.
"Alright, I understand. I hope grandfather, you will keep your promise." After saying this, Wen Nian rose to his feet.
The two figures that were "enjoying" themselves in the dance floor seemed to have had their "fun," as they had already stepped out to rest at the side.
Wen Nian walked straight over, taking two drinks from a server.
Song Lili didn’t want to care about Wen Nian’s every move, yet she couldn’t help but catch glimpses from the corner of her eye.
Lu Ziqing also initially thought Wen Nian wouldn’t come, but the outcome... ha, not only did he come, he came at the most damn inopportune time!
He knew he was taking advantage of a vulnerable moment, making his move when the guard was down!
He also admitted his own calculated scheming.
If possible, he wouldn’t hesitate to apply all one hundred and eight tactics from the battlefield right onto the field of love!
He didn’t know what kind of past there was between Song Lili and Wen Nian. This woman was only twenty years old... yet she had eyes that seemed to have witnessed great vicissitudes.
It was not easy for her to show a hint of emotion in front of him, but it vanished in an instant because of Wen Nian’s arrival.
"I would like to speak alone with Xiao Li."
Wen Nian said, looking directly at Song Lili, but speaking to Lu Ziqing.
"Did you ever think to ask if Lili is willing to have a private conversation with you?"
"Lu Ziqing, I’d advise you not to make a fool of yourself."
"Your Excellency, this place is filled with the elite of Country G. Are you sure you want to put Lili in such a position?"
"She has already placed herself there."
Wen Nian looked at Song Lili with a gaze full of sorrow and questioning.
"Commander Lu, if she is yours, I can’t take her away. You don’t need to be so afraid that you won’t even allow me to speak a few words with her."
Lu Ziqing narrowed his eyes. When it came to heart-piercing words, truly no one could match up to this young President.
"Lili, I am just five steps away. If you call out, I can hear you."
Wen Nian’s lips curled slightly,
"Come with me."
"..."
Song Lili stiffened slightly, watching as Wen Nian moved forward. Her instinct was to refuse, but then she saw Wen Nian pause in his step and turn back to her, speaking in a low voice,
"If I tell Lu Ziqing right now that you are my wife..."
"I’ll go with you."
Song Lili closed her eyes briefly.
She wasn’t afraid of Wen Nian telling Lu Ziqing, but in the instant that Wen Nian turned around and glared at her, she regained her clarity.
She didn’t owe him anything, so why should she be afraid of him?
Wen Nian, unaware of her other thoughts, only knew that she cared about Lu Ziqing, deeply cared.
Lu Ziqing blinked, about to step forward, when Song Lili said to him,
"Brother Lu, it’s fine. You should give me a chance to say goodbye to him."
"..."
Wen Nian’s figure visibly jerked. Song Lili probably no longer cared about him, and he wouldn’t know how much that sentence had pierced his heart!
The two of them went upstairs, one after the other. Naturally, some people noticed them, but no one dared to speak out in front of the Wen Family.
In a room on the second floor, towards the interior, Wen Nian entered, with Song Lili following behind.
"Close the door."
Wen Nian’s tone was very cold.
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