âCan you really bear to?â Ji Shiting smiled. âWhy do I feel like you canât bear to part with me?â
Ye Shengge almost burst into tears upon hearing the manâs confident and lazy tone.
âYouâre mistaken.â Ye Shenggeâs face was stiff, and her voice was stiff. âI canât wait to part with you.â
The man wasnât mad at all. Instead, he sighed and said, âBut I donât want to be separated from you.â
Ye Shenggeâs determination was crushed by his words. Although she kept reminding herself to hold it in, her eyes couldnât help turning red.
âWhy? Didnât you... forget me?â She bit her lips and tried to act nonchalant.
âThatâs right. I donât remember you.â He looked at her red lips as if he was imagining how she would feel. âBut that doesnât stop me from being interested in you.â
Ye Shenggeâs heart pounded, but soon, she felt sour.
âPerhaps youâre imagining things.â Ye Shengge took a deep breath. âYou were starting to get sick of me before you got hurt.â
âMm.â The man swallowed hard. âBut Iâve forgotten. I donât even remember us having sex, so youâre still new to me.â
Ye Shengge was rendered speechless. She even felt that it made sense...
âWhy donât we do it a few more times after I recover?â The man touched his chin with the tip of his tongue, as if he was looking forward to it. âPerhaps I wonât suffer from amnesia after we do it.â
âNo!â Ye Shengge blushed and refused.
She couldnât spend the night with him before she recovered.
âDidnât you say Iâm good?â The man curled his lips and said seductively. âIt sounds like you should really like sex with me.â
âIâm sick of it.â Ye Shengge gritted her teeth, but her face was burning. âYou wouldnât be interested in me if you hadnât lost your memory.â
The man stared at her for a while and snorted.
How dare that woman say that she was sick of him?
âYou just want to divorce me.â The manâs tone turned cold. âHave you really decided? You have to know that once youâve made a decision, thereâs no room for regret.â
Ye Shengge couldnât help trembling.
She looked down, and her thick eyelashes covered all her emotions. She saw the manâs chest. He was wearing a black robe, which covered the wound, but Ye Shengge knew where it was.
âYes.â She heard her voice dissipate. âIâve already decided.â
âDivorce?â The man smiled. âOr live separately?â
Ye Shenggeâs eyelashes fluttered.
If she could, she would definitely want to live separately. This meant that she might be able to return to him after she recovered.
However, Grandpa Ji wouldnât allow it. Ji Shiting might arrange for him to go on a blind date with a socialite the moment he divorced her.
She couldnât breathe just thinking about it.
However, she had no choice.
âDivorce,â she said.
Ji Shiting clenched the divorce agreement in his hand and smiled, âOkay, I understand.â