Night Fire Lingering

When the two went downstairs, Luo Beiqing found that her car suddenly wouldn't start, so she had to call the 4S shop to tow the car away for repairs.

"I'll give you a ride." Gu Yanci raised his chin, gesturing to a Bentley not far away.

Luo Beiqing did not express his opinion.

Wen Yan stared at him for two seconds, then walked towards the Bentley.

Since Wen Yan's hands were unusable, Gu Yanci opened the car door for her.

As she got into the car, Wen Yan glanced at him and whispered, "You'd better take responsibility for fixing Bei Qing's car."

"Row."

Gu Yanci lowered his eyes and chuckled softly, not at all surprised that Wen Yan guessed that he had sent someone to tamper with Luo Beiqing's car, and he didn't even ask her how she guessed it.

The two of them always seem to have an inexplicable understanding at times like this.

After getting on the bus, Wen Yan crossed her arms and looked out the window, her mood not very high.

She was fed up with her protracted relationship with Gu Yanci.

Gu Yanci's repeated unusual behavior only made her more annoyed.

Gu Yanci drove himself, glancing at Wen Yan every now and then through the rearview mirror.

After several attempts, Luo Beiqing finally lost his temper: "Young Master Gu, if you don't want to drive, Yan Yan and I can take a taxi. Yan Yan and I both value our lives."

Can't you drive properly?!

Gu Yanci's gaze met Wen Yan's in the rearview mirror. Wen Yan looked away, not wanting to pay him any attention.

"Miss Luo, don't you plan to go home and talk to Young Master He?" Gu Yanci suggested.

Luo Beiqing gave a forced smile: "What's there to talk about with a dog of a man? Yan Yan is more important."

Don't even think about getting her away!

-

The Bentley stopped at the entrance of the residential area.

Luo Beiqing helped Wen Yan leave. Gu Yanci smoked a cigarette downstairs, found a number in his contacts, and dialed it.

After more than ten seconds, the other party finally answered: "Hello."

"Young Master He, do you also want a divorce?" Gu Yanci asked bluntly.

The other party was silent for two seconds, the atmosphere so tense it felt like they were about to rush over and start a fight.

"Are you so desperate for a divorce that you've gone mad?" He Tingchuan asked.

"I don't want a divorce." Gu Yanci leaned against the hood of the car, looking up at the window of Wen Yan's house. "He Tingchuan, your woman has taken root in my wife's house. If this isn't wanting a divorce, what is it?"

He Tingchuan didn't even pause while reviewing the documents: "I know she's with Miss Wen. I accompanied Miss Wen to change her dressing today."

It turns out that He Tingchuan had planted a spy next to Luo Beiqing.

Gu Yanci asked, "Did you know that Qiao Weiwei is also at the hospital today?"

He Tingchuan suddenly stood up.

-

When Luo Beiqing said he wanted a divorce, he wasn't just talking about it. The first thing he did when he got back to his apartment was to ask Wen Yan to recommend a divorce lawyer.

Wen Yan named several well-known divorce lawyers in the industry, saying, "It depends on what rights you want to fight for. If your demands are relatively few, you don't need a lawyer."

For example, Wen Yan herself wanted to leave with nothing, so having a lawyer was of no use.

"Rights?" Luo Beiqing thought about it seriously. "Can I skip the divorce cooling-off period and get the divorce certificate directly? I don't want to make myself miserable for another month."

"..." Wen Yan couldn't help but explain the law, "What you're doing isn't a request, it's illegal."

Luo Beiqing: "..."

Luo Beiqing sent a message to He Tingchuan.

He Tingchuan had been busy all day and only had time to check WeChat on his way home. He was shocked to see—

Luo Beiqing: [When are you free? Let's talk about the divorce.]

When He Tingchuan received Gu Yanci's call during the day, he didn't take his words seriously at all, but now he couldn't help but frown.

He Tingchuan called Luo Beiqing, but Luo Beiqing hung up on him immediately.

"Not answering?" Wen Yan asked.

Luo Beiqing turned off her phone and tossed it aside: "I don't want to hear his voice for now, I'm worried I'll start swearing."

The car was parked outside the villa.

He Tingchuan called Luo Beiqing again, only to hear a message indicating that the other party's phone was switched off.

Just as I was about to turn the car around, I suddenly noticed out of the corner of my eye that the lights in the villa's living room were on.

Not only was the living room open, but the bedroom upstairs was open too!

He Tingchuan immediately got out of the car and quickly went inside.

"Luo Beiqing, why aren't you answering the phone?" He Tingchuan didn't see anyone on the first floor, so he rushed up to the second floor.

He happened to bump into a woman coming out of his and Luo Beiqing's bedroom.

"Young Master He, you're back!" Qiao Weiwei ran over excitedly.

He Tingchuan's face immediately turned cold: "Who got in and how? Who gave you the key?"

He Tingchuan pushed Qiao Weiwei away and went to look at the bedroom.

"It's...it's Aunt Zhong Xue..." Qiao Weiwei was startled by He Tingchuan's change of expression and forced a smile as she explained, "I just helped you tidy up your clothes, I didn't do anything."

"Qiao Weiwei, trying to please my mother won't work with me at all." He Tingchuan slammed the bedroom door shut and said coldly, "Get out of here immediately."

"But...but we've already...and..." Qiao Weiwei's eyes filled with tears as she touched her lower abdomen, "And, I'm pregnant...with your child!"

-

Two hours later.

There was a knock on the door.

The camera captured a tall, imposing man with striking features and a wild air about him.

He Tingchuan remained expressionless, and after ringing the doorbell several times without any response, a hint of impatience appeared in his eyes.

When has Young Master He ever waited for someone like this before?

“If you don’t want to see him, I’ll have the property management remove him,” Wen Yan said to Luo Beiqing.

Luo Bei closed his eyes briefly, suppressing his emotions: "See you."

Before he could finish speaking, Luo Beiqing had already opened the door.

He Tingchuan was momentarily surprised to see Luo Beiqing open the door himself: "I thought you wouldn't want to see me."

Luo Beiqing crossed his arms, tilted his head slightly, and said expressionlessly, "Why not? I'm not someone who's ashamed to be seen."

He Tingchuan understood her implied meaning, but he wasn't angry. Instead, he looked Luo Beiqing up and down.

She seems to have lost a little weight compared to two weeks ago.

"Let's talk?" He Tingchuan wanted to smoke, but as soon as he took out his cigarette, he saw that Wen Yan and Luo Beiqing hadn't lit it.

"Shall we discuss divorce terms or asset division? I'll take my things, and you can leave yours behind. We have nothing to divide. What do you want to discuss?"

Wen Yan left silently and returned to her room, leaving the two of them alone.

"You've made up your mind so quickly?" He Tingchuan leaned casually against the wall. He was tall, and even with one knee bent, Luo Beiqing had to look up at him. "Beiqing, your mother carefully selected me before she passed away, wanting me to protect you. Aren't you afraid your mother will be uneasy if you divorce me?"

"Afraid, of course."

Luo Beiqing looked at He Tingchuan calmly, her voice rational and cold, "But He Tingchuan, my mother is probably more afraid that I will compromise and watch as mistresses come to my door, or even women bring their illegitimate children into my home. I believe in my mother's love for me; she will understand me and support me."

"you……"

"I knew before you did that Qiao Weiwei was pregnant."