Mr.President, Let's Get a Divorce
Chapter 355: What is my small sacrifice compared to his life?

Chapter 355: What is my small sacrifice compared to his life?

Tang Xiaohua was anything but composed, she looked at Wen Nian, "What am I supposed to do after what she said?"

"You shouldn’t underestimate Bai Qiantan, she’s someone who knows the importance of things and values relationships,"

Wen Nian said,

"If I refuse this marriage without any reason, given her nature, she would torment me until I couldn’t sleep. But... she is a person of deep emotions and sincerity, she is willing to sacrifice everything for her love, how could she not understand my feelings?"

Tang Xiaohua pursed her lips slightly, "You mean... she won’t reveal my secret?"

"At most, she’ll just pass the buck to me, and let me deal with it."

Wen Nian spoke with confidence.

Tang Xiaohua was somewhat skeptical.

He stepped forward and wrapped his arms around her, "I am not that despicable, Xiao Li."

Tang Xiaohua pushed away his embracing hands, turned around, and looked at the bruise on his brow, "Does it hurt?"

"It’s alright..."

She deliberately poked his brow with her hand, Wen Nian frowned for a moment, and Tang Xiaohua gave him a glance before going out and returning with a medicine box in her hand.

Wen Nian sat in the leather chair, still flipping through the document he was interrupted on before.

Tang Xiaohua walked over,

"Leave that for later."

Wen Nian obediently complied and stopped his task.

The leather chair was at a certain distance from the desk. While Tang Xiaohua dabbed antiseptic on his brow with a cotton swab, he stretched out a hand to block her waist and pulled her onto his lap.

"What if someone comes in and sees..."

She murmured, then silenced herself under Wen Nian’s threatening glare.

After applying the medicine and the medicated plaster...

"Since you’ve also studied in Xilin and come from a military background, how is it you got beaten by Brother Lu? Have you not practiced for a long time?"

Tang Xiaohua asked casually.

"I let him."

"Pfft..."

Tang Xiaohua suddenly laughed, "Brother Lu is the Commander of the Xilin Military Region, and even as Commander, he still participates in real combat. I wouldn’t laugh at you even if you can’t beat him."

"I said, I let him."

Wen Nian’s voice deepened, repeating himself.

Seeing his serious expression, Tang Xiaohua stopped teasing him for a moment and continued curiously, "Why did you let him?"

"I let him throw that punch. I am aware of all the effort he has put into you these past years. I allowed it to vent his frustration, but just this once."

"..."

Wen Nian leaned back in the leather chair, eyes closed.

Tang Xiaohua gently touched the injured spot, the small wound on his brow carrying a faint smell that made her feel uncomfortable, causing her to frown.

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Bai Qiantan came to the President Mansion only to inform Wen Nian that the elders were already discussing their engagement.

She had not expected to hear Wen Nian say those words outside the President’s Office.

When she came, she had her driver take her, and upon arrival at the President Mansion, she told him to leave, confident that Wen Nian would surely arrange for someone to take her back.

Now, as she took Lu Ziqing outside, they realized there was no car...

It was a bit awkward for a moment.

"Um... do you mind taking a taxi?"

Bai Qiantan looked at Lu Ziqing.

Lu Ziqing had yet to recover from the emotions from the President’s Office, and initially, he didn’t grasp what Bai Qiantan said.

"I don’t have a car, let’s take a taxi to my place."

Bai Qiantan patiently repeated.

On one side, Lu Ziqing heard and suddenly laughed.

"What’s so funny?"

"I drove here."

"Oh, you’ve got a car again?"

Tang Xiaohua exclaimed in surprise.

"I mean, I am a commander after all. Borrowing a car from the local military region to use isn’t too much, is it?"

Lu Ziqing’s laughter was due to him remembering the day at the hospital when he had wanted to take her home but was embarrassed by the lack of a car.

Tang Xiaohua got into the car with Lu Ziqing.

The military jeep, driving down the main street, was somewhat striking.

"When we get back home later, Commander Lu, you’ll testify for me, won’t you?" Tang Xiaohua confirmed.

"What do you need me to testify about?"

"You just need to prove that President Wen Nian absolutely refused to marry me, and also confirm that I did indeed apply both soft and hard tactics, but Wen Nian was simply heartless. That will do."

"Tang Xiaohua, actually, I don’t understand—what role does this Zeng Youleng play in all of this?"

Commander Lu didn’t want to pry so much, but he was compelled to intervene because he was responsible for her injury and now was going to her home to testify for her...

He could testify, but he needed to get the full picture in his mind.

"Zeng Youleng is my boyfriend."

When Tang Xiaohua said this, there was no sorrow or sadness in her eyes, instead a sense of pride and happiness.

"You have a boyfriend, yet you still want to marry President Wen Nian?"

"He’s my boyfriend, a very talented artist. He excels at painting, sculpture, and performance art. If you had seen his art exhibition, you’d know how talented he is."

"...I’m sorry, I’m not particularly interested in art, so I might not be familiar with people from that area."

"It’s okay, I’ll definitely take you to see his art exhibition when there’s a chance."

"It appears you really like him."

Commander Lu said as the car threaded through the streets, driving into a bustling area.

"Yeah, I really do! In the past, he was very poor, but his spirit was not poor. He’s different from all the rich kids I’ve met. They are all flash and no substance, while Youleng is quite the opposite."

When Tang Xiaohua talked about Zeng Youleng, she was full of vigor, with a spark of life in her eyes!

"You’ll understand when you meet him."

"...Alright, but you haven’t answered me, why..."

"He’s a poor artist with no remarkable family background. In this city of Anlin, it seems no matter how hard he tries, he just doesn’t fit in."

Tang Xiaohua looked out the window,

"My father said that if I married Wen Nian, he would sponsor him to continue his studies, help him organize painting and art exhibitions, make all his dreams come true... On the contrary, he would not only strip Youleng of everything he has but even..."

"Make him disappear from this world forever?"

Commander Lu finished her sentence.

Tang Xiaohua nodded.

"...And you agreed? So you... broke up with Zeng Youleng?"

"I suppose. He seemed to know I was going to marry Mr. President, so... he’s angry with me, I guess?"

"..."

"Last time I asked him to watch a movie, he didn’t show up for the date. But it’s also just as well, his absence avoided a dangerous situation."

Commander Lu took a deep breath, listening to Tang Xiaohua’s words, he always felt that... Zeng Youleng was no good.

"Do you really want to give him up?"

Commander Lu asked again.

"What good would it do to be reluctant? Should I risk his life and future for my own stubbornness?"

Tang Xiaohua snorted,

"Don’t think I’m young and inexperienced, but I do have a sense of what’s important... Compared to his life and career, what’s my little sacrifice? As long as he is well and happy, my sacrifices are worth it."