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Chapter 47 Aren't you and Huo Jingcheng dating?
When the two divorced, they agreed to "stay in the same house even after divorce," so naturally they couldn't tell anyone else about the divorce. The fact that Su Ruoyun was able to tell her about his divorce this morning must mean that He Jingrong told her.

He Zhiyun gave a casual "hmm" and lowered her gaze, tapping her fingers lightly on the phone screen.

Qi Zhiwen frowned, turned his head, and blurted out, "Didn't we agree back then—" not to tell our family?

Upon hearing him speak, He Zhiyun turned off her phone, tossed it onto the round table, and interrupted him with a hint of sarcasm: "What, is Lawyer Qi afraid of being ashamed of a divorce?"

Actually, it wasn't He Zhiyun who told He Jingrong on her own initiative. One day, He Zhiyun asked He Jingrong to go to her house to find a document, and she happened to see a divorce certificate in the drawer.

"you--"

She continued, "Besides, I haven't even settled accounts with you yet. You used my name to get Jingrong to lure Ruoyun out. What exactly did you do?"

Upon hearing this, Qi Zhiwen immediately deflated, feeling somewhat guilty. He leaned back in his chair, his voice losing its confidence: "I didn't know her identity. I thought the third brother wanted to keep her as a mistress."

Having known each other for many years and gone through three years of marriage, He Zhiyun knew Qi Zhiwen's temperament like the back of her hand. Combining what she had said during the meal, she suddenly paused in her hand as she picked up her wine glass, and said in one sentence: "So, you took the check to the teahouse?"

Qi Zhiwen weakly squeezed out a "hmm" from his throat, raised his hand, unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle, and took a few big gulps. The cool water slid down his throat, suppressing the spiciness in his mouth and the churning alcohol in his stomach.

He Zhiyun's lips curled up slightly into a mocking arc, and she sneered, "Qi Zhiwen, you're really 'impressive'."

Then, she raised her hand, gracefully bringing the wine glass to her lips, taking a small sip, and commented, "In the end, you deserved what happened today. Even if Ruoyun isn't a member of the Su family, you can't insult someone with a check. When will you finally change your arrogance..."

He Zhiyun's soft voice filled the private room, but Qi Zhiwen remained silent.

He Zhiyun sensed something was wrong and subconsciously turned her head. What she saw was Qi Zhiwen's bloodless face. His left hand was clenched into a fist and pressed against his lips, his knuckles white, as if he was desperately suppressing something. His right hand was clutching a mineral water bottle, the bottle already twisted and deformed.

She frowned and asked tentatively, "Are you... alright, Qi Zhiwen?"

Qi Zhiwen waved to her, indicating that he was fine, but the next second, he could no longer control himself. His stomach churned, and a bellyful of alcohol came out of his mouth. There was also a trace of blood mixed in with the alcohol, and the pungent smell of alcohol instantly filled the private room.

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the other side.

"...Aren't you and Huo Jingcheng dating?" He Jingrong was still dizzy after a whole night.

Su Ruoyun placed her hands on He Jingrong's cheeks and gently pinched them, instantly making her small lips pout into an adorable goldfish mouth. "Baby, when did I ever say that?"

"Mmmmmmm~ (I thought your two families were planning a marriage alliance)."

Alliances driven by self-interest often conceal hidden agendas, and the news will never be easily leaked until it is absolutely certain, let alone when it involves powerful families in the military, political, and business spheres.

Su Ruoyun brushed it off lightly: "No, you're overthinking it."

To distract He Jingrong and stop her from dwelling on the matter, Su Ruoyun deliberately changed the subject: "Have you and your boyfriend made up?"

Sure enough, He Jingrong instantly forgot what she had said and was successfully diverted from the topic, replying, "More or less." "Why did you break up last time?" Su Ruoyun was also a little curious.

He Jingrong frowned slightly and said softly, "He said I'm getting too close to Li Li's cousin."

Li Li's cousin?
Su Ruoyun's eyes flickered. "Then what do you say?"

He Jingrong shook her head and said, "I said my little cousin just asked me to draw a portrait of him."

Seeing this, Su Ruoyun shook her head slightly, a helpless smile appearing on her lips. The older man was afraid that he couldn't compete with the younger man in the relationship, but this girl didn't even realize it.

……

Emergency building of the general hospital.

He Zhiyun held a stack of bills in her hand and placed them on the bedside table. She said, "I've already paid your medical bills. Remember to transfer the money back to me later. It's getting late, so I'm leaving now. You've asked someone to come and keep you company."

Qi Zhiwen was diagnosed with gastric bleeding. The doctor prescribed hemostatic drugs and arranged for several bottles of intravenous fluids for treatment.

He was still wearing a shirt and trousers, with his suit jacket resting on the railing at the foot of the bed. He was half-lying on the hospital bed, with the blanket covering his lower body.

Upon hearing He Zhiyun's words, he raised his hand to clutch his stomach, his brows furrowed, and his face grew even paler with pain. "Aren't you going to stay and keep me company?"

Upon learning Qi Zhiwen's identity, even his IV drip was arranged in a VIP private room. Inside the room, the nurse had already left after administering the injection, and there was no one else around. He Zhiyun spoke directly without any hesitation: "Do I need to remind you? We divorced two years ago. Sending you to the hospital was only out of humanitarian considerations. As for anything else... what are you thinking?"

Looking at her cold expression, Qi Zhiwen asked another question: "Did you have dinner with that pretty boy again today?"

Qi Zhiwen hadn't originally planned to invite He Zhiyun to dinner tonight because he didn't want her to see him apologizing. However, he happened to see her with that pretty boy at the hotel entrance, and a nameless anger rose in his heart. He impulsively sent He Zhiyun a message.

"What pretty boy? He's my senior and your college classmate."

Seeing He Zhiyun speak up for that pretty boy, Qi Zhiwen became even angrier, and his stomach began to ache slightly. He said resentfully, "How can you be a classmate like that, always thinking about other people's wives?"

He Zhiyun didn't bother to look at him again. She shook a few pills out of the medicine bottle, casually placed them on the medicine box, then poured a glass of warm water and said expressionlessly, "You take them yourself. I'm leaving now."

"Wife—" Qi Zhiwen anxiously tried to grab He Zhiyun, but when he reached out, he couldn't grab anything. He could only watch her walk out of the ward without looking back, feeling empty inside.

Unable to stop the person, he lay down on the bed, feeling utterly hopeless, and covered his eyes with his arms, trying to deceive himself. But in the end, he couldn't fool his own heart and couldn't help but make a sound.

Half a second later, the nurse entered the ward with a professional smile and a hint of respect in her voice: "Mr. Qi, it's already 10 p.m. Please don't shout, it will disturb other patients."

"..." Qi Zhiwen.

I'll say it three times: Please read on, please read on, please read on! Mua~
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