[In a meeting. Not convenient to answer the phone. What's up?]
The other party quickly replied with a text message: [Mr. Lu, the divorce property - division agreement has been drawn up. When would you like to come and take a look?]
Divorce property - division agreement?
Lu Yan was taken aback. It took him a few seconds to react.
On the night he promised Miaomiao (Ning Anmiao) a divorce, he was overwhelmed by his emotions and couldn't control his impulse. He directly told his lawyer that he wanted a divorce.
The lawyer hadn't bothered him during this period, and he'd almost forgotten that he'd arranged this matter.
Now, looking at those words, he found them a bit of an eyesore.
[Cancel the divorce. Scrap the agreement.]
On the other end, the lawyer stared at the reply, looking utterly confused.
Cancel the divorce?
Wasn't Mr. Lu still talking about property division last night and urging him to finish it quickly?
After a night's sleep, how could he forget everything?
Sure enough, Mr. Lu's emotions were complex and elusive.
The lawyer looked at the agreement he'd drawn up, hesitated for a while, and then put it in the drawer instead of destroying it.
Mr. Lu's heart is as elusive as the depths of the sea.
Last night, he urged him to hurry; today, he said he didn't want a divorce anymore; who knew if he'd change his mind again someday.
Lu Yan had too much property under his name. It had taken the lawyer several days just to take inventory. He couldn't afford to go through such a hassle again.
It was better to keep it, just in case.
Just in case.
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Throughout the day, Ning Anmiao pretended to be busy. In fact, she was just avoiding talking to Lu Yan.
She deliberately ignored Lu Yan for a whole day, and as if on cue, he barely talked to her all day. He didn't even wait for her after work.
Sure enough, all men are heartless!
Ning Anmiao bit her pen angrily. Thinking of the text message from last night, her chest felt stuffy again, and her mood sank bit by bit.
Divorce, divorce, divorce. Was Lu Yan really that eager for a divorce?
Although she was the one who'd proposed the divorce, didn't he say he wanted a chance? Then what was the property - division agreement about?
What did all his kindness during this period mean? What did all his sincerity and efforts to please her mean?
She suddenly realized that she might have been deceived.
Since their school days, Lu Yan had had a constant stream of admirers. Although he'd never responded, how could he be inexperienced in matters of love?
He could always effortlessly manipulate her emotions. Even a single word or a simple gesture could affect her mood.
Was Lu Yan deliberately making her fall in love with him again, only to cruelly propose a divorce and abandon her in the end?
The more she thought about it, the more confused her mind became, like a ball of wool tangled into countless knots. She couldn't sort it out; it only got messier.
Finally, she gave up. She sighed and didn't want to torture herself anymore.
She checked the time. It was almost time to get off work. Due to her poor mood, her work efficiency had been extremely low, so she didn't want to waste any more time. She simply shut down her computer.
After leaving the company, she remembered that Lu Yan had already left.
Normally, they drove to and from work together. Now that Lu Yan had left early, she'd completely forgotten about how to get home.
The car was driven away by Lu Yan. How could she get home?
Thinking of this, she pouted even more angrily and was about to hail a taxi home.
Just then, a Cayenne drove over and stopped in front of her.
The car window slowly rolled down, revealing the face of the person inside.
Ning Anmiao had been squinting to see who the driver was. When she recognized the person in the car, she immediately shifted her gaze in disgust and didn't want to look again.
Jiang Qiwei naturally noticed the "Lu Yan"'s disgusted look. The smile on her face froze instantly.
Thinking of her plan, she suppressed her emotions and forced a smile: "Lu Yan, long time no see."
"Better not see at all." "Lu Yan" didn't even turn her head and stared at the cars on the road. "Miss Jiang, it's rush hour. You're blocking the way."
Hearing this, Jiang Qiwei's face turned even uglier.
"Lu Yan!" She couldn't help raising her voice. After shouting, she softened her tone. "Can you stop acting like this?"
She pursed her lips, her voice soft and whining. "I was wrong about what happened that day, but we've known each other for so many years. I just want to have a chat with you."
"Lu Yan" sneered, her voice cold and heartless. "I have nothing to talk to a thief about."
After saying that, she saw a taxi stop behind them. Her eyes lit up immediately, and she was about to leave Jiang Qiwei behind and get into the taxi.
Seeing that he was about to leave, Jiang Qiwei panicked. She immediately opened the car door and chased after him, but "Lu Yan" had already gotten into the taxi.
"Lu Yan, Lu Yan, listen to me!" She completely lost her previous calmness and seemed a bit flustered for a moment. "Have you forgotten how you secured your position in the Lu family?"
"How did your uncle die? Have you forgotten?"
Uncle? Ning Anmiao was stunned. She guessed it should be Lu Yan's father.
Sure enough, Lu Yan had lied.
There must be more between Jiang Qiwei and Lu Yan than just a "failed arranged marriage" as he'd claimed.
Thinking of the text message, Ning Anmiao felt even more annoyed. "Driver, start the car."
Seeing that "Lu Yan" was about to leave, Jiang Qiwei's face suddenly changed. She slapped the car window and shouted, "Lu Yan, I'll be waiting for you at 'Jueyun' tomorrow. If you don't come, I'll tell the media about what happened back then!"
Before she could finish speaking, the car had already sped away.
Jiang Qiwei stood there, watching the car that "Lu Yan" was in disappear from her sight. Her face twisted for a moment.
Lu Yan, you'd better be sensible!
Sitting in the taxi, Ning Anmiao recalled Jiang Qiwei's words and her expression became solemn.
What had happened back then?
It was related to Lu Yan's father's death and seemed quite complicated.
Come to think of it, she didn't seem to have heard about the cause of Lu Yan's father's death before. She'd only been told that he'd been in poor health and had passed away early.
As for the rest, she really didn't know.
Combining Jiang Qiwei's words, Ning Anmiao's mind started to wander.
Did Lu Yan kill his own father to seize the Lu family back then?
Or was it like in the TV dramas, where he set up elaborate schemes and finally drove his father to death in the hospital bed?
The more she thought about it, the creepier it got. Ning Anmiao couldn't help shivering.
When her thoughts returned, the driver had already parked the car. "Sir, we're here."
"Oh, okay." She nodded slightly, took out some money from her wallet, paid the driver, and then got out of the car.
It was already pitch - black outside. It was getting late.
Ning Anmiao walked into the gate and was a bit confused to see that the whole house was dark, not a single light was on.
Wasn't Lu Yan supposed to be back early? Why wasn't he at home?
Thinking about this, she walked to the door and skillfully entered the password.