After the divorce, the CEO knelt down every night begging for remarriage.

There are more people getting married than getting divorced today.

Every couple who received their marriage certificate took photos in the lobby to commemorate the occasion.

The bride, wearing a white veil, stood close to the groom, her face beaming with a sweet, happy smile; every frame was captured.

Lin Zhi stared at this scene, completely dazed.

Back then, she was tricked by Grandpa Li into appearing at the marriage proposal scene that Li Tingze had carefully prepared.

They were forced into marriage like ducks on a shelf, and hastily obtained their marriage certificate.

He had a dark expression the whole time, and left as soon as he got the certificate.

She was left alone to watch the other newlyweds happily taking photos.

At that moment, she was truly envious.

Looking at it now, I feel an indescribable sense of oppression.

When it was finally their turn, Lin Zhi had just stood up when she was bumped into by the playful children, and fell backward into their familiar embrace.

The familiar scent of her breath clouded her eyes.

Li Tingze was unaware of her thoughts. Looking into her wet eyes, his heart softened, and he unconsciously hugged her tighter.

His lips brushed against her ear, his voice suppressed as he said, "Could this marriage not be... a divorce?"

"B23, please come to Room 2."

The rest of the conversation was cut off by the announcement of numbers being called over the loudspeaker.

Li Tingze did not repeat himself.

Although he didn't want to let go, his inherent pride forced him to.

He didn't want to divorce her.

She is the best choice for a wife.

But he will not bow down because of this.

Lin Zhi guessed what he wanted to say and felt a little sad.

Why did he only think of trying to save their marriage when it was about to end completely?

Why is he always so late when it comes to things that are related to each other?

Tears welled in her eyes, but her voice was resolute: "Li Tingze, it's too late. Our loveless marriage should have ended long ago."

She reached out and pushed him away.

He walked straight toward Divorce Mediation Room No. 2.

The staff offered a formulaic attempt at persuasion, but Lin Zhi remained unmoved.

She secretly thought it was a real shame that such a handsome man and a beautiful woman were separated.

I wanted to offer more advice, but in the end I handed the divorce application forms to the two of them.

Lin Zhi signed her name without hesitation.

Seeing her so decisive, Li Tingze felt a little depressed.

He didn't sign immediately, but silently picked up the divorce application form, looking at its contents with a complex and inscrutable expression.

He picked up the pen beside him with his slender fingers, but didn't move it for a long time.

Once he signed the papers, his marriage with Lin Zhi was completely over.

From now on, there will never be anyone like her who always puts him first, manages his life so well, and makes him feel completely at ease.

Li Tingze didn't know if it was because he was overly dependent on her in his daily life or because he really couldn't bear to part with her. In any case, when it came time to sign the papers, he hesitated.

I even regret coming here!

Lin Zhi gazed at him, a strange pang of sadness rising in her heart.

Li Tingze began to sign his name, and just as he wrote the character "Li," his phone rang.

He stopped writing and answered the phone.

"Young Master, something terrible has happened! The Old Master has suddenly fallen ill and lost consciousness. He was rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment, but the doctor has issued a critical condition notice and we need to sign a surgical consent form. Please come over immediately."

"Okay, I'll be right away."

Li Tingze put down his pen and immediately pulled Lin Zhi's hand to leave.

Lin Zhi grabbed his hand and said softly, "Li Tingze, it's not too late to sign the papers before you leave!"

Li Tingze had ulterior motives.

Her voice carried a hint of reproach: "Grandpa is in the hospital undergoing emergency treatment, waiting for me to sign the surgical consent form. It's uncertain whether I'll even be able to see him one last time. Are you in such a hurry?"

Lin Zhi was taken aback.

My heart started to race.

……

Outside the hospital's emergency room.

After listening to the doctor's words, Li Tingze quickly signed the consent form.

The surgery lasted a full four hours, and every minute was torture for Lin Zhi.

They were afraid that Old Master Li wouldn't make it off the operating table.

She finally breathed a sigh of relief when the doctor wheeled Mr. Li out of the operating room.

The first thing Old Master Li did after waking up was to look for Lin Zhi.

Lin Zhi sat beside him, looking at his weathered and pale face, her nose tingled, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"Zhi'er, Grandpa has just escaped death this time, and I'm afraid his days are numbered." Old Master Li's voice was weak, and his expression was painful as he raised his hand and gently patted Lin Zhi's hand. "Could you have a child with Aze to fulfill Grandpa's last wish before he dies? Regardless of whether it's a boy or a girl, I will make a special note in my will that this child will be the head of the Li Group in the future."

Lin Zhi felt a pang of sadness and choked out, "Grandpa, please don't say that. You will definitely be healthy."

"I know my own body."

"grandfather……"

Old Master Li shook his head and closed his eyes wearily to rest.

Lin Zhi walked out of the ward, sobbing uncontrollably.

Li Tingze got up and walked over to her. Looking at her red and moist eyes, he felt a tightness in his chest and asked in a low voice, "How is Grandpa?"

"She's already lying down and asleep."

What did Grandpa say to you?

Lin Zhi leaned weakly against the wall, looked up at him quietly, and after a while spoke: "Grandpa hopes that I will have a grandson with you to inherit the Li Group."

Li Tingze frowned slightly and quietly looked back at her.

Seeing that he didn't speak, she gave a bitter smile and said softly, "Don't worry, I didn't agree."

Li Tingze paused, his Adam's apple bobbing, before stating his decision: "Grandpa wants to hold his great-grandson, so let's fulfill his last wish as soon as possible."

How could Lin Zhi not know what he was thinking?

She gave a wry smile: "There are still two hours before the Civil Affairs Bureau closes for the day. If I go now, I can still finish the remaining procedures!"

Li Tingze's expression was gloomy, and his voice was hoarse: "Are you so eager to divorce me? Aren't you afraid that Grandpa will find out and make him have another attack and need to be treated..."

Lin Zhi turned her head away, refusing to look at him: "Grandpa doesn't know about our divorce!"

Li Tingze gently pinched her chin, turned her face, and looked into her eyes. "Do you really think that Grandpa's illness has nothing to do with our divorce?"

Lin Zhi's body instantly turned ice-cold.

My eyes reddened, and my heart ached.

He stared into her eyes, his expression resolute, and said, "From today onwards, don't even think about divorce. I will never divorce you!"

Lin Zhi smiled bitterly to herself; she should have guessed long ago that he would never agree to a divorce.

Because divorce would not benefit him.

He remains the same, always prioritizing maximizing profits.

She didn't continue the conversation.

Disappointed, he turned and left.

Li Tingze's eyes were deep and thoughtful. He waited until her figure disappeared before pushing open the door and entering the ward.

Old Master Li, who was resting, picked up a water glass and threw it at him.

He sternly rebuked her: "Useless! You've wasted all these years! You can't even keep your own wife happy. You and Zhi'er have been married for five years, how come you can't even have a child? If there's a problem, go get it treated right away!"

Li Tingze frowned and asked, "Did she tell you that it's because I'm impotent?"

"We're all men, do we even need to talk about this?" Old Master Li glared at Li Tingze with exasperation, and continued, "If you don't hurry up and appease Zhi'er and give me a great-grandson, you might as well give up the Li surname. We can have your father's bastard child come back to inherit the Li family, that would be better than you, a landlubber who can't carry on the family line!"

Li Tingze was in a very bad state.

He asked the indignant old man, "Are you really willing to do that?"