She's had enough.
I'm tired of being misunderstood, being accused for no reason, and even being wronged, I have to bear it alone.
She regretted it.
No matter how you seek perfection or compromise, they are all about humiliating yourself to make others feel comfortable.
But what happens in the end?
No matter what, it's all her fault!
If this is the case, then why should she endure it any longer?
Isn't Lu Huaijing angry that she relied on her status as "Mrs. Lu"? Then let her let this become a fact!
Sure enough, as soon as these words were spoken, the man's expression instantly turned gloomy and terrifying.
Lu Huaijing's voice was tinged with anger, but he tried his best to control it: "Gu Nanyan, I'll give you another chance to say it again."
Nan Yan's back was straight, and his voice was hoarse but clear: "There is no need to say anything more, Lu Huaijing, I have already made it very clear."
"You can do double-dealing for Song Yihuan, why can't I go back on my word? Lu Huaijing, do you love her that much?"
Lu Huaijing's expression changed slightly when he heard this, but soon turned cold again.
He didn't want to hide it from her, and he didn't even bother to do such a thing.
"Yes, this is what I owe her, Gu Nanyan, don't think that if you don't agree to divorce, I have no other choice."
Every word is like a pearl.
Heart-breaking.
Nan Yan's heart ached even more. She even softened her lips with mockery and her voice trembled: "Lu Huaijing, I never knew that you actually had intentions. For three years, I always thought that even a stone can be warm." That's it...that's all, now that things have come to this, I won't give in anymore."
Three years of dedication, ten years of love.
None of them can compare to Song Yihuan, who has ulterior motives.
Lu Huaijing's face became even more gloomy, and his voice was as cold as ice: "Gu Nanyan, you know very well how you married me in the first place. Since you have another man outside, then we are not married. Yes, divorce is the best choice for you."
"I don't want that choice."
Nan Yan gritted her teeth, her eyes turned red, and her voice was a little higher: "Why should I choose whatever you give me? Lu Huaijing, is it fun to deceive someone's sincerity?"
sincere?
Lu Huaijing's eyes flashed. Was she really sincere to him?
He couldn't see clearly now.
Lu Huaijing tugged on his tie irritably with his big hands. Lu Huaijing suppressed the anger in his heart and asked, "So, you must do this, right?"
"yes!"
Nan Yan said firmly.
Such determination made Lu Huaijing even more angry.
His thin lips parted, and the anger in his eyes almost overflowed: "Get out of the car."
Two short words, but they didn't threaten Nan Yan at all.
She unbuckled her seat belt without hesitation, opened the car door angrily, and slammed it shut.
Go straight down the mountain and walk alone.
Lu Huaijing's narrow black eyes were staring at the slender back. Her back was very straight, like a cold plum blooming proudly.
Stubborn and aloof.
Tough enough!
He gripped the steering wheel tightly with his big hands and stepped on the accelerator.
The black Bentley roared past, carrying dust and the cold night wind, and walked resolutely.
Nan Yan paused until the car's red taillights disappeared around the corner, and she finally couldn't hold back the tears in her eyes.
It surged out and slid down hot.
When he touched the wound on his face, the wind blew and stung.
Ten years, Nan Yan has loved him for ten whole years.
She still remembered her joy and disbelief the night her mother told her that she was going to marry Lu Huaijing.
She always thought that as long as she persisted and she stayed by his side, he would eventually see her love.
But she was wrong.
No matter what it is, as long as you can't get it, it is the best.
Lu Huaijing was like this, and so was she.
Nan Yan's heart felt cold, as if she had been thrown into an ice cellar. The sharp ice particles had injured her completely, leaving only endless scars.
She raised her head with a self-deprecating look. This place was still dozens of kilometers away from the city center. She took out her phone, and the screen flickered weakly with the last light, and then went black.
On the dark road, it seemed like she was the only footsteps.
So be it.
Nan Yan was thinking about it.
After walking more than a hundred meters, the sound of an engine came from behind, and then, a ray of light illuminated Nan Yan's thin back.
She frowned and subconsciously wanted to dodge.
On the mountain road in the middle of the night, she didn't dare to ask for help casually.
But, as if on purpose, the car gradually slowed down and even stopped when it approached her.
"Miss, it's already very late. Why are you walking on the road alone?"
The malicious voice came from inside the car, making Nan Yan's brows frown even tighter.
She ignored the chatter from the people in the car and just quickened her pace.
But the silent rejection did not make those people back down at all, but instead made them even more unscrupulous.
"Why don't you say anything, Brother Shan, did you scare people?"
"Fart! No ivory comes out of a dog's mouth."
The man seemed a little unhappy and immediately opened the car door, chasing Nan Yan and coming directly to her side.
"Beauty, don't be so disrespectful. It's still thirty or forty kilometers from the city. I'll take you back!"
"No need."
Nan Yan dodged his desperate attempt to step forward, but unexpectedly this move angered the man.
He swore a curse word and simply took three steps and two steps at a time, directly blocking Nan Yan's way.
"Damn it, you are shameless, aren't you? Why are you pretending to be innocent when I let you get in the car? Let me see if I don't give you some color!"
As he spoke, he reached out to grab Nan Yan's arm, but he didn't see a cold light flash by.
In a flash of lightning, Nan Yan had already taken out the scalpel in his bag and flashed it out.
"Go away, if you dare to come forward again, I will fight back!"
As a surgeon, Nan Yan always carries this kind of thing with him.
But the yellow-haired man in front of her just made a move. Seeing that the knife she was holding was small and short, he didn't take it seriously at all, and even became a little angry.
"Huh? You're pretty good at pretending, right? If you have the guts, come here! Am I still afraid of you?"
As he spoke, he rushed forward.
But before his hand touched Nan Yan, he felt a sting on his arm, and then blood spurted out!
"Ahhhh——!"
Huang Mao screamed in pain, and when he touched the warm blood, he got even more angry.
"You damn cousin! You damn dare to scratch me! I must make you look good today!"
He said hello directly, and the two people in the car followed closely and walked out.
The three of them, one behind the other, quickly surrounded Nan Yan.
She was startled, and immediately retreated to a tree, clenched the scalpel in her hand, and waved it directly in the air.
His voice was tinged with panic and anger, and he raised his voice and warned: "Get away, everyone, I'm warning you, if you take another step forward, I will never be polite again!"
As a qualified and competent surgeon, this is the confidence and courage that professionalism brings to Nanyan!
