Qiao Xia's legs went limp and he had no strength left. Once again, he fell onto the ground. Leaning against the wall, she panted heavily, feeling her body grow colder and colder. Even so, Qiao Xia was still looking forward to Liang Zhendong's appearance. He wanted to emphasize the seriousness of this matter to her once again.
Qiao Xia himself had not realized that she had been unconscious for nearly half an hour.
When he heard the sound of the door opening, Qiao Xia suddenly trembled and struggled to stand up while leaning on the wall.
When Liang Zhendong saw Qiao Xia, a sliver of astonishment passed through his heart, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye. He held back his temper, frowned, and winked at Qiao Xia.
Liang Zhendong didn't want her to stand here and affect He Yanqing's rest.
Qiao Xia nodded and followed Liang Zhen Dong down the stairs.
His pace was fast, and Qiao Xia had to put in a lot of effort to keep up. Walking to the living room, Liang Zhendong stopped in front of the tea table. Without waiting for Qiao Xia to speak, he said indifferently, "I've already signed the divorce agreement."
Qiao Xia's heart trembled as he looked at the document on the tea table in a daze.
It wasn't that Liang Zhendong didn't notice Qiao Xia's despondency, but recalling the sobbing He Yanqing had just done in his room, he steeled his heart.
He Xianqing snuggled into his embrace and apologized profusely, saying that she didn't want to ruin his marriage with Qiao Xia, but she couldn't let it go.
Liang Zhendong had never let go of this relationship game before. He reminded himself that He Yanqing was the woman he had always loved. Since Qiao Xia was willing to let go of her now, he should have ended this fake marriage earlier and firmly captured He Yanqing.
Tears welled up in Qiao Xia's eyes as he tried his best not to let them fall. It was clearly a divorce agreement that he had entrusted to her, but at this moment, her heart felt like it was being stabbed by a knife again and again.
Liang Zhendong should have been extremely disgusted with this woman, but when he saw Qiao Xia's frail appearance, he felt as if his chest had been struck. It was stuffy and suffocating. He simply turned around and did not look at Qiao Xia.
"After the divorce, I'll give you five million as compensation."
To Qiao Xia, this act of charity sounded somewhat ironic. She had never married Liang Zhendong for the sake of money.
At this point, no matter what Qiao Xia said, Liang Zhendong would not believe him. Qiao Xia sniffed and forced a smile. She pursed her lips and looked at Liang Zhendong.
"I'm sorry, Mister Liang. I don't want a divorce anymore."
The wound in his heart grew bigger and bigger, but Qiao Xia could only pretend to be indifferent. She didn't want He Yanqing to succeed, and she didn't want Liang Zhendong to get hurt either. Thus, she could only choose to do so.
But Liang Zhendong, who was completely unaware of the situation, became exceptionally furious because of Qiao Xia's words. He suddenly turned around and strode in front of Qiao Xia, grabbed her chin, and angrily asked, "F * ck, what do you mean? Qiao Xia, when did you become the judge for this marriage? "
Qiao Xia deliberately ignored Liang Zhendong's anger, pretending to be apathetic as he replied. "I don't want a divorce anymore. What can you do to me?"
Leaving Liang Zhendong's hand behind, Qiao Xia turned around in a seemingly calm manner. In fact, every breath of hers was filled with the stench of blood. The flesh on her body no longer seemed to belong to him.
Liang Zhendong watched her climb the stairs for a long time before he finally reacted and chased after her. However, Qiao Xia had already locked the door from the inside.
Next door was He Yanqing's room. Afraid of disturbing her, Liang Zhendong could only lower his voice and stand by the door, admonishing her with a few words of warning.
They were separated by a door, but it was as if they were separated by the ends of the earth. Qiao Xia, who was within the sect, disregarded everything and only hoped that Liang Zhendong wouldn't be harmed. This man, however, always felt that Qiao Xia's various actions were all part of some unknown conspiracy.
She didn't want to explain.
He wouldn't believe it either.
Qiao Xia himself had not realized that she had been unconscious for nearly half an hour.
When he heard the sound of the door opening, Qiao Xia suddenly trembled and struggled to stand up while leaning on the wall.
When Liang Zhendong saw Qiao Xia, a sliver of astonishment passed through his heart, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye. He held back his temper, frowned, and winked at Qiao Xia.
Liang Zhendong didn't want her to stand here and affect He Yanqing's rest.
Qiao Xia nodded and followed Liang Zhen Dong down the stairs.
His pace was fast, and Qiao Xia had to put in a lot of effort to keep up. Walking to the living room, Liang Zhendong stopped in front of the tea table. Without waiting for Qiao Xia to speak, he said indifferently, "I've already signed the divorce agreement."
Qiao Xia's heart trembled as he looked at the document on the tea table in a daze.
It wasn't that Liang Zhendong didn't notice Qiao Xia's despondency, but recalling the sobbing He Yanqing had just done in his room, he steeled his heart.
He Xianqing snuggled into his embrace and apologized profusely, saying that she didn't want to ruin his marriage with Qiao Xia, but she couldn't let it go.
Liang Zhendong had never let go of this relationship game before. He reminded himself that He Yanqing was the woman he had always loved. Since Qiao Xia was willing to let go of her now, he should have ended this fake marriage earlier and firmly captured He Yanqing.
Tears welled up in Qiao Xia's eyes as he tried his best not to let them fall. It was clearly a divorce agreement that he had entrusted to her, but at this moment, her heart felt like it was being stabbed by a knife again and again.
Liang Zhendong should have been extremely disgusted with this woman, but when he saw Qiao Xia's frail appearance, he felt as if his chest had been struck. It was stuffy and suffocating. He simply turned around and did not look at Qiao Xia.
"After the divorce, I'll give you five million as compensation."
To Qiao Xia, this act of charity sounded somewhat ironic. She had never married Liang Zhendong for the sake of money.
At this point, no matter what Qiao Xia said, Liang Zhendong would not believe him. Qiao Xia sniffed and forced a smile. She pursed her lips and looked at Liang Zhendong.
"I'm sorry, Mister Liang. I don't want a divorce anymore."
The wound in his heart grew bigger and bigger, but Qiao Xia could only pretend to be indifferent. She didn't want He Yanqing to succeed, and she didn't want Liang Zhendong to get hurt either. Thus, she could only choose to do so.
But Liang Zhendong, who was completely unaware of the situation, became exceptionally furious because of Qiao Xia's words. He suddenly turned around and strode in front of Qiao Xia, grabbed her chin, and angrily asked, "F * ck, what do you mean? Qiao Xia, when did you become the judge for this marriage? "
Qiao Xia deliberately ignored Liang Zhendong's anger, pretending to be apathetic as he replied. "I don't want a divorce anymore. What can you do to me?"
Leaving Liang Zhendong's hand behind, Qiao Xia turned around in a seemingly calm manner. In fact, every breath of hers was filled with the stench of blood. The flesh on her body no longer seemed to belong to him.
Liang Zhendong watched her climb the stairs for a long time before he finally reacted and chased after her. However, Qiao Xia had already locked the door from the inside.
Next door was He Yanqing's room. Afraid of disturbing her, Liang Zhendong could only lower his voice and stand by the door, admonishing her with a few words of warning.
They were separated by a door, but it was as if they were separated by the ends of the earth. Qiao Xia, who was within the sect, disregarded everything and only hoped that Liang Zhendong wouldn't be harmed. This man, however, always felt that Qiao Xia's various actions were all part of some unknown conspiracy.
She didn't want to explain.
He wouldn't believe it either.
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