Announced divorce, madly criticized Ling Shaochang for kneeling down

There was a small cut on my forehead, but luckily it wasn't too deep.

But her skin was delicate, and the area around the wound became red and swollen, forming a lump that became more obvious on her fair forehead.

Ling Che frowned deeply and gently disinfected and applied medicine to the wound.

Through his light brown pupils, Qiao Ruyi could see herself in his eyes.

He moved very carefully, as if he was afraid of hurting her. Qiao Ruyi didn't even dare to breathe too hard, staring at him blankly.

Feeling his tenderness, Qiao Ruyi wanted to throw herself into his arms and act coquettishly with him.

"pain?"

A low, gentle voice brought her back to her senses.

When she raised her eyes, she happened to meet Ling Che's gentle and inquiring gaze. Qiao Ruyi's heart trembled and she forgot to answer him.

"It hurts, can't you tell me?" Her eyes were red. Ling Che's movements became a little gentler, blowing gently on the wound. "It will be healed soon."

The gentler he was, the more bitter Qiao Ruyi felt in her heart. She stared at his enlarged handsome face intently, as if she wanted to imprint his appearance deeply in her heart.

"All right."

There was a Band-Aid on his forehead. Ling Che looked at it carefully and frowned slightly, "It's just a little ugly."

There was a joking tone in his words, but Qiao Ruyi couldn't laugh at all.

Watching him packing the medicine box, Qiao Ruyi felt a lump in her throat.

“Ling Che…”

"Hmm?" Ling Che didn't stop moving his hands.

Just as she was about to speak, the phone on the table suddenly rang, interrupting what Qiao Ruyi was about to say.

Ling Che quickly picked up his phone, stood up from the sofa and answered the call.

When the phone rang, Qiao Ruyi saw the caller ID.

--grandfather.

Ling Che didn't walk far. He glanced at the man on the sofa packing his medicine box and answered the phone, "Grandpa."

"A Che." Ling Gu's old voice came from the phone, "You still remember me, your grandfather."

Ling Che's eyes dimmed as he heard the reproach in Ling Gu's words.

Ling Che hadn't been to the Ling family manor since the last time they had a dispute over divorce. In addition, he was in a bad mood due to the conflict with Qiao Ruyi recently, so he hadn't visited Ling Gu and didn't want to listen to him adding fuel to the fire.

"busy recently."

"Are you busy, or do you just not want to see Grandpa?" Ling Gu chuckled softly, "I know you're blaming Grandpa, but Grandpa still says the same thing: you only have three months, and half of it is already over."

Ling Che's hands were clenched tightly in his pockets. His expression was cold, and his eyes followed Qiao Ruyi's figure. He watched her quietly put the medicine box back to its place and walk to the terrace outside the living room. "Grandpa, I never promised you that I would make a choice."

"From what you're saying, that girl still can't have children?" Ling Gu sighed deeply. "A Che, why are you so obsessed with her?"

"Then why are you so persistent in getting me to divorce her?" Ling Che took out a cigarette, bit it between his lips, and lit it. "This is my marriage, my life. No one else has the right to make decisions for me."

His words contained Ling Gu's firmness that would not tolerate any rebuttal, not even from his grandfather.

"Ah Che." Ling Gu smiled bitterly, "Grandpa doesn't want you to regret it one day in the future."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Ling Che looked at the hung up phone and took a deep puff of cigarette.

When I turned and looked at the living room through the huge floor-to-ceiling glass window, I saw that thin figure squatting on the carpet, holding the little male cat in his arms.

Qiao Ruyi subconsciously turned her head and met Ling Che's gaze.

After just one glance, she turned away, feeling a sharp pain in her heart.

She didn't know what Ling Gu said to Ling Che, but the word "Grandpa" reminded her all the time that she must do what she promised him as soon as possible.

She stood up holding the little white cat and was about to go upstairs when she heard footsteps behind her.

"Qiao Ruyi."

Qiao Ruyi paused, wiped away the reluctance on her face, turned around and looked at him coldly, "Is there something wrong?"

Ling Che took two steps forward, stood in front of her, lowered his eyes and asked her, "What did you want to tell me just now?"

Qiao Ruyi took a deep breath, placed the cat in her arms on the sofa, and looked up into his deep eyes. "Ling Che, what I told you before was true. I really want a divorce."

She was nervous and waited for Ling Che's answer.

However, she did not see anger or dissatisfaction on his face, but saw the smile in his eyes and the slightly raised corners of his lips.

"That's it?" Ling Che asked with a smile.

"I'm not kidding you." Qiao Ruyi looked serious.

"That's perfect. I also want to talk to you about this." Ling Che lowered his eyes and stared at her, stepping forward step by step.

His posture was full of aggression, and the distance between them was getting closer and closer.

Qiao Ruyi looked at his handsome face which was getting bigger and bigger, her breath was held, and she stepped back step by step.

He took a step forward, and she took a step back.

Until her body was pressed against the window door, with nowhere to retreat.

Ling Che approached her, his hot breath spraying on her fair face.

"Qiao Ruyi." The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and his narrow eyes narrowed slightly. "You said you don't love me anymore. It doesn't matter. We still have a lot of time to continue cultivating our relationship. You said that the danger around you was caused by me. I don't deny it, but I won't let you go because of this."

"The danger won't disappear. Even if you leave me, there will still be danger around you. So, it's safest for you to stay with me. I can't guarantee what will happen if you leave me."

"As for your desire for a divorce," Ling Che slowly leaned in, his lips touching her ear. "Forget it. Instead of thinking about leaving me, think about staying by my side. After all, no one can force me to do something I don't want to do. No one can change the decisions I make."

His fingertips gently brushed her lips, and he lifted her chin. Ling Che chuckled, "We've shared the same bed for so many years. You should know very well what kind of person I am."

Qiao Ruyi's heart trembled violently. Every word he said was telling her that no matter what she said or did, even if she didn't love him, he would not let go.

This result was completely different from what she had originally planned.

She thought he would let her go with hatred for her.

This way, if he knew the truth about his father's murderer in the future, he wouldn't be so embarrassed.

"Ling Che." Qiao Ruyi raised her eyes. "A forced melon isn't sweet."

"Heh!" Ling Che smiled softly, "I'd have to twist it off and eat it all to know if it's sweet or not!"

Qiao Ruyi knew that it was impossible to communicate with him.

If I continue talking, she might soften her heart.

She turned her head away, pushed his hand away and went upstairs quickly.

Ling Che watched her back as she hurried upstairs, the smile in his eyes deepened.

He murmured, "Qiao Ruyi, you say these things that go against your will, do you feel good?"