Mr.President, Let's Get a Divorce
Chapter 311 - 314 Wear it, and have dinner with Lu Ziqing or... come to my appointment.

Chapter 311: 314 Wear it, and have dinner with Lu Ziqing or... come to my appointment.

She moved her lips but hadn’t expected a sound to come out, so Wen Nian, standing downstairs, suddenly paused, and he looked up—

The moment their eyes met, Tang Xiaohua was startled and took several steps back from the window! She nearly fell...

She collapsed by the bed, her heart still "thumping" "thumping" "thumping" non-stop...

She swallowed the saliva in her mouth, closed her eyes, and then took a long sigh.

The time she had agreed with Lu Ziqing was six in the evening.

At five, Xiao Hua was ready to go out, but Lu Ziqing sent a message saying he might be an hour late.

So, Xiao Hua also delayed leaving.

She could have gone strolling on the streets, but she felt a bit uneasy and preferred to stay at the President Mansion to make sure Wen Nian hadn’t gone out.

It had been so long, Xiao Hua didn’t even remember the name of the cinema or its location anymore, and over about ten years, many districts had changed.

Otherwise, she really wanted to go to that cinema to see if anything would happen.

Approaching six, she grabbed a canvas bag and stepped out, walking towards the residential side door of the President Mansion, when suddenly she received a text message, with no note, but it was from Wen Nian’s number:

—In the cabinet beneath the wardrobe in the master bedroom, is your birthday gift.

"Thump"!

Her heart skipped two beats, she clenched her fists and hurriedly exited through the side door, clearly not planning to check out whatever the gift was!

She instinctively felt that it wouldn’t be anything good!

But then she suddenly stopped, turned around, and ran upstairs!

It was just a birthday gift!

Song Lili, if you don’t even have the guts to open his gift, what will you do later?

Jade, diamonds, flowers? Hadn’t he given enough of those?

No matter what he gave, it couldn’t shake your determination not to entangle with him in this lifetime, could it?

Avoidance doesn’t work!

You saw it, the more you avoid, the more you care! Instead of that, better to confront it boldly! Forge a heart of steel and no longer let it flutter for him!

In the whole President Mansion, it seemed she alone had the right to freely enter Wen Nian’s bedroom.

As if to hurry and prove something, she gasped for air and burst into Wen Nian’s bedroom, which was empty.

She walked into the wardrobe room and started opening the cabinets below, one by one, finding a delicate square gift box in the second cabinet.

She took a deep breath and opened the gift box—a set... of a meticulously made small gown.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and after releasing that breath, she mocked herself, "Song Lili, look at what you’ve come to..."

She really was scared of Wen Nian.

Scared that he could present something that might shake her determination.

What kind of person lets you die once, makes you lose even your name, and still leaves you helpless against him, incapable of even hating him... How terrifying is that?

After releasing the breath, she took the gown out to inspect it when an envelope fell out.

Inside was a photograph, looking straight on, she was about thirteen years old, and he, was every girl’s dream of a boy in white.

He bent his head to the right, trying to get it as close as possible to her small head, she held several bright orange bellflowers in her hand, the roots still covered in dirt, they both smiled at the camera, a smile so pure as if carved from a mold.

"..."

It truly was a long time ago...

Xiao Hua felt nostalgic.

Actually, she was thankful that she was reborn at twenty, not at five or six, or around thirteen.

Because that most beautiful time wouldn’t be rewritten.

She looked at the two people in the photograph, and tears of laughter emerged!

Turning over the photo, on the back was Wen Nian’s strong and beautiful handwriting: You can wear it and have dinner with Lu Ziqing, or you can wear it to come to my appointment.

"..."

Tang Xiaohua laughed again by herself, just about to stuff the photograph back into the envelope when she saw something else inside—a movie ticket.

She furrowed her brows, looked at it, eight o’clock—"I Belonged to You".

You’ve got to be kidding... God is playing with her?!

Wasn’t Wen Nian supposed to be in meetings all day? Tang Xiaohua abruptly stood up, hurriedly called Qu Yu, but he didn’t pick up after one or two tries, leaving Tang Xiaohua anxiously pacing in the wardrobe room!

The wardrobe room was quite large, but pretty empty; it used to be more filled when their clothes were put together.

While waiting for Qu Yu to answer the phone, Xiao Hua glanced over Wen Nian’s clothes, finally, the call connected, and Qu Yu’s voice came through,

"Guard Tang, what’s the matter?"

"..."

"Guard Tang? Guard Tang!"

Tang Xiaohua’s gaze fixed on the farthest inside, a beige military uniform which she could barely notice with just half a sleeve visible—but that was enough for her to recognize it... as the old-style Xilin Military Uniform.

Qu Yu called out twice more on the other end, receiving no response, he just hung up, probably thinking Tang Xiaohua had dialed by mistake.

Xiao Hua walked stiffly over, pushed aside some thick coats, and pulled out the entire suit of military uniform.

A black mask fell at her feet.

"..." Her heart fiercely "contracted".

Her gaze moved from the mask to the right leg of the uniform... a discreet bullet hole, stinging her eyes painfully.

She held the military uniform, leaned against the wall, and slid to the ground.

She zoned out for a long while... then tightened her arms, tightly, tightly holding the uniform.

She tucked her head into that set of Xilin Military Uniform, longing to shrink into the embrace of the Wen Nian who stormed the enemy camp with a mask to save her, her body trembling non-stop...