Sweet Beauty

1245 Han Cihui, Let’s Divorce

Han Yuanjun and Liang Jiahao looked at each other. Liang Jiahao pursed his lips and said nothing. Han Yuanjun silently cursed him in his heart and then said, “Do you think he will come back if he is not drunk? A stubborn man like him with a body full of anger can only be brought home when drunk.”

Han Yuanjun put his arm around Liang Zixuan’s shoulders and said confidently, “Besides, I don’t believe that Jia Qiulian won’t become soft-hearted after seeing him drunk like that. When she becomes soft-hearted, this matter will have a turning point. You just have to wait and see. Tomorrow, when Cihui wakes up and finds himself at home with Jia Qiulian by his side, he will surely know that she has been taking care of him all night. No matter how angry he is, the two of them will be as sweet and tight as glue again.”

Liang Zixuan rubbed her nose in embarrassment. “I hope everything goes as you say.”

At this time, Liang Jiahao interjected. “As long as Han Cihui doesn’t speak carelessly due to alcohol at night, he should be headed in this direction.”

Things often did not go the way you wanted them to.

Han Cihui rarely got drunk. Now that he was drunk, his stomach certainly felt very uncomfortable. However, he was unable to wake up due to the effect of alcohol.

While Jia Qiulian was wiping his body, he would be in a semi-conscious state and would definitely be talking drunkenly.

“Since you have hurt me so much, I will divorce you!”

Jia Qiulian’s hand that was holding the towel suddenly stopped as she looked at Han Cihui.

.....

Han Cihui did not know where he was right now and thought he was still in the hotel. He immediately said, “I, Han Cihui, can get any kind of woman I want! If I get a divorce, I can embrace them all. I will be free and unattached!”

Jia Qiulian felt a sudden pain in her heart. She threw the towel into the bowl beside the bed. She sat there staring at Han Cihui’s drunken face and bit her lips.

Dawn was slowly breaking, and the first rays of sunlight shone through the window into the bedroom.

Han Cihui raised his hand to block the blinding sunlight. After a while, he slowly opened his eyes.

“Why don’t you close the curtains?” He shook his head and got up from the bed. After taking a deep breath, he raised his head and looked around the room.

Suddenly, he stopped. The familiar decoration made his heart ache, and unconsciously he looked at the person sitting by the window.

Jia Qiulian did not sleep all night. She had been sitting there like a puppet.

Han Cihui’s voice sounded like smoke as he said hoarsely, “Qiulian ...”

Jia Qiulian slowly turned around. Her cold gaze fell on Han Cihui’s listless face. She was actually very calm. “You are awake.”

Those emotionless words made Han Cihui’s heart shiver to a certain degree.

He shook his head vigorously, got up from the bed, poured himself a glass of hot water first, and then went to the bathroom.

When he came out in pajamas, he saw Jia Qiulian actually sitting there with her back to him, not even moving.

Standing at the bathroom entrance, his heart gradually sank as he silently watched Jia Qiulian’s back.

Han Cihui still remembered some of yesterday’s events. Han Yuanjun and Liang Jiahao had come to his room to drink with him. Then he got drunk and passed out. He did not remember what happened after that.

But now, with Jia Qiulian’s back to him and her cold expression just now, he knew that between him and her... If he did not let go of the past grudge, she would definitely be further away from him.

After watching Jia Qiulian silently for a few minutes and she showed no reaction, Han Cihui went to the dressing room.

He chose a black shirt, a gray jacket, and a black suit to show how depressed he was at the moment. After leaving the dressing room, he finally went to Jia Qiulian’s side.

“What do you want?”

Jia Qiulian’s pursed lips suddenly loosened and she laughed coldly. “What could I want?”

Han Cihui did not like this feeling of alienation. He really wished that Jia Qiulian would turn around and smile at him. Even if it was just a smile, he would hug her tightly right now, but...

She did not!

Not only did Jia Qiulian not smile at him, but the coldness on her face deepened.

“I know.” Jia Qiulian said softly, “I know I hurt you, and I also know that you will never forgive me. Han Cihui, let’s divorce.”

“Haha...” Han Cihui did not know whether to laugh for real or fake a laugh for his own sake. The laugh was as cold as the wind outside the window, chilling Jia Qiulian’s bones.

Jia Qiulian did not want to stay there with Han Cihui anymore. The longer she stayed there, the more she would suffer with each passing minute.

She stood up and walked past him without looking at him.

Han Cihui leaned against the window and looked up at the bright sky. His heart gradually sank.

Had they finally reached the point of divorce?

Indeed, Jia Qiulian had been thinking about it from the very beginning.

Then why was she still saying that she loved him?

She also said that they would be together for a long time. All of that was bullshit!

It was as if she was the only one who was hurt, and she was the only one who was sad.

Fuck off!

Han Cihui pulled his collar and went downstairs.

Jia Qiulian was sitting on the sofa in the living room with her cell phone. Her soft voice was now filled with coldness. “Yes, tonight. I want to invite everyone to my house.”

“Yes, including grandma and grandpa.”

“Then I’ll have to trouble you to tell them for me. I’m not going to call them all.”

Han Cihui walked over and coldly asked after she hung up. “What are you doing?”

“Nothing.” Jia Qiulian put her phone down and looked ahead. “Sister-in-law said that if we want to get divorced, we have to tell all the elders. We can’t make a decision without their approval.”

Han Cihui frowned and clenched his fists tightly. “Sister-in-law! Sister-in-law! Do you believe in Liang Zixuan alone in this world? Whatever she says, you do? Jia Qiulian, I really don’t know why you married into my Han Family!”