Phi-Fic Chapter 123 A Yan, Let’s Divorce
Chapter 123 A Yan, Let’s Divorce
When the two men looked at him, Shi Xing stiffened his fingers and quickly turned off the phone.
"WTF?"
Lu Li raised his eyebrows and clicked his tongue: "Sister, please don't mess around while our mistress is away, okay?"
Bo Yunyan looked at him dissatisfiedly: "What nonsense! My sister is not as dirty as you!"
Lu Li chuckled: "How can this be called dirty? Food, sex, and nature are all part of our nature. Do you understand?"
Shi Xing ignored them, picked up his phone and quickly ran back to the bedroom.
Lu Li looked over again: "Hey, sister doesn't want to eat?"
"Shut up!"
Bo Yunyan gave him a look of annoyance.
Land from:"……"
Can monks also be vicious?
Bo Yunyan just looked at the closed bedroom door, worry in his eyes.
Shi Xing quickly ran back to the bedroom and closed the door.
Then he opened the video again with trembling hands.
Or more like audio.
Because there is only sound.
It didn’t take long, only about ten seconds, but it was enough for Shi Xing to hear that the woman’s voice was... Mom!
That man?
Shi Xing only listened to it once and then didn't dare to listen to it again, nor did he dare to think too much about it.
She looked at the text message that followed the video: "Are you signing the divorce papers on your own initiative, or do you want me to send the things to your so-called father? I think he'd be very excited to hear it."
Shi Xing's pupils shrank slightly.
It can be confirmed that this message was sent by Qi Chenyan's father, Qi Muci.
He is really crazy!
This is him and his wife...
He actually used this to threaten her?
He is really crazy!
"Lu Tian and I have been married for over 20 years. I have a lot of these things, from when she was 18 until now. If I send him one a day, do you think he'll get too excited and do something?"
Shi Xing closed his eyes.
Qi Muci was threatening her.
What would happen to Bo Jinran if he was really crazy enough to send these things to him regardless of the consequences?
Of course not happy.
He would probably be furious, so furious that he would completely lose his mind, and maybe even come directly to Kyoto. Then what?
This is Qi Muci's place. Once Qi Muci brings him here, he will not let him leave.
Qi Muci was asking her: Is she willing to divorce or let Bo Jinran die!
But if Bo Jinran really gets into trouble because of Qi Muci, can she continue to be with Qi Chenyan without any grudges?
A feeling of powerlessness surged over him, and Shi Xing slowly squatted down against the door.
It seems that it has indeed reached the point where there is no way to salvage the situation. Qi Muci will not let it go so easily. Regardless of whether Lu Tian and he divorce in the end, it is as if there is a thorn in Lu Tian's heart, and Bo Jinran has also become a thorn in Qi Muci's heart.
And he will do everything he can to pull out the thorn!
After a long pause, Shi Xing looked at his phone again. It was almost 7:30 in the evening.
I wonder if A Yan has arrived at the Qi family?
He left more than an hour ago, and there would probably be a traffic jam if he went there.
Shi Xing thought about it and called Qi Chenyan.
Qi Chenyan's car happened to be parked outside the Qi family's old house. When he saw her call, he quickly picked it up: "Xingxing, what's wrong?"
After several seconds, Shi Xing's voice came from the phone, a little hoarse: "A Yan, are you here?"
"Just got to the door, haven't gone in yet."
Qi Chenyan frowned, "What's wrong with the voice? Are you feeling unwell?"
"No."
Shi Xing said softly, "I was just thinking...A Yan, let's get a divorce."
Her voice became even lower, so low that Qi Chenyan almost couldn't hear it.
"What did you say?"
He turned to look at the Qi family outside the car window, his eyes growing colder.
Shi Xing: "Just pretend to get a divorce, okay?"
Qi Chenyan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and softened his voice: "Baby, don't be afraid. Tell me what happened first."
Shi Xing felt uncomfortable when she heard his voice like that. She sniffed and said in a humming voice, "Your father sent me a video and a message using Mom's phone..."
Qi Chenyan narrowed his eyes: "What video? Send it to me."
"At once……"
Shi Xing hesitated for a few seconds. He couldn't let him listen to that video. Lu Tian was his mother. It was too much.
This is probably why Qi Muci only sent it to her.
"You can't look at it."
She said, "It's just the sound of your mom and dad, intimate..."
She stopped here, knowing that Qi Chenyan would understand.
I also know that Qi Chenyan will probably be shocked and angry.
Sure enough, after hearing her words, Qi Chenyan's already cold eyes seemed to fall into snow in an instant. He tilted his head to look at the stern face outside the car window, which was also like the frozen icicles on the snowy mountain.
Who wouldn't find it ridiculous and furious after hearing this?
His father would give something like this to his son's wife?
Is he humiliating his own wife or his son's wife?
He could hardly tell the difference.
But Shi Xing couldn't hide it from him. If she didn't tell him and just said she wanted to divorce him, it would make him more miserable.
"Your dad said that if we didn't get divorced, he might send these to my dad."
Shi Xing was also very sad: "Your father is really angry now, so I think we should get a divorce first..."
"Star."
Qi Chenyan interrupted her with a hoarse voice, trying to remain gentle: "Be good, take a good rest first and don't think too much. Leave it to me, okay?"
Shi Xing was silent.
Qi Chenyan didn't say anything more. He just said, "Don't worry."
Just hung up the phone.
The moment the call was hung up, the fingers holding the phone trembled violently, and blue meridians spread from the back of the hand to the cufflinks of the shirt.
Taking a slow breath, he controlled his emotions and dialed his private lawyer's number without any emotion: "Please prepare a divorce agreement for me and send it to Fang Yuan's email within half an hour."
The lawyer was slightly stunned after hearing what he said, but still replied: "Okay."
Qi Chenyan hung up the phone, closed his eyes and leaned back in the car seat. At that moment, he felt dizzy, with a splitting headache and darkness all around him.
He never thought that his father would do this?
Do you really still love me?
Can love make people so crazy?
At eight o'clock in the evening, Qi Chenyan got out of the car and entered the Qi family.
Lu Tian and Qi Muci were both in the hall.
Qi Muci was sitting on the sofa looking at his phone, while Lu Tian was leaning on his shoulder, flipping through a magazine.
When she heard the servant calling Young Master, Lu Tian looked up and asked, "Why is the traffic jam so severe? You arrived so late. Do you want your mother to starve to death?"
She was wearing a white dress and her long straight hair was gently draped.
Even Qi Chenyan used to think that she liked white...
When Qi Muci heard this, he glanced at Lu Tian, his lips curved into a helpless and gentle smile as always, "I just said I'd eat first but you refused."
Then he looked at Qi Chenyan and said calmly: "Since we are here, let's eat."
Lu Tian curled her lips, stood up and walked towards the dining room, saying to the waiting servants, "Hurry up and serve the food."
Qi Muci smiled and followed.
Qi Chenyan looked at this scene, feeling dazed as if he was hallucinating.
He stood still.
Servants came and went, carrying the dishes to the dining room and placing them on the table one by one.
Lu Tian shouted at him in the restaurant: "What are you still standing there for? Come and eat."
Qi Chenyan swallowed slowly and walked towards the restaurant step by step.
Lu Tian looked at him coming and suddenly smiled: "It's been a long time since our family of three had dinner together, right?"
Qi Muci nodded, picked up the chopsticks and picked up Lu Tian's favorite dish and put it in her bowl. "It's been a long time, but we will stay in Kyoto in the future, and we can eat with A Yan often."
As he spoke, Qi Chenyan had already walked to the dining table.
Qi Muci raised his eyes: "Sit down..."
Just as he opened his mouth, Qi Chenyan suddenly raised his hand, and his bony fingers tightly grasped the snow-white tablecloth on the table. He gritted his teeth and pulled hard.
The plates on the table were all pulled to the ground as he pulled the tablecloth.
The sound of banging and shattering broke the silence in the air and frightened the servants around so much that they held their breath and lowered their heads.
It was like a gentle illusion of flowers in the mirror and moon in the water, which was completely shattered with the harsh sound of breaking dishes.
Lu Tian looked at him in surprise, but Qi Muci's eyes remained calm. He looked at him, waiting for his explanation.
Qi Chenyan looked at Qi Muci quietly, his vision a little blurry, perhaps because he was dizzy.
"Can father still eat?"
He said, “I can’t eat.”
At that moment, the corners of Qi Chenyan's eyes turned red, his eyes were cold, he stared at Qi Muci with his eyes downcast, and said word by word: "Disgusting, I want to vomit!"
Lu Tian's expression was tense, and Qi Muci looked at him coldly, "Qi Chenyan, is this how you talk to your father?"
Qi Chenyan's eyes became even redder, but his face remained expressionless.
The joints of his clenched hands were tense and sharp, and even the veins on the sides of his neck were exposed.
How else can I talk?
He couldn't help but curl his lips coldly: "Father, let's get a divorce."
He raised his hand and asked Fang Yuan, who had printed out the divorce agreement, to come in. He took the agreement and slammed it in front of Qi Muci: "I've had someone draft the divorce agreement for you."
He half-lowered his eyes, hiding his emotions: "Father, all you need is your signature!"