The man had been holding the divorce agreement in his hand, and he had flipped to the signature page before the nurse came in. After being soaked in water, the signature became blurry.
The man even reached out to wipe the water, but the more he wiped, the more blurred his words became.
He frowned, looking helpless.
Grandpa Jiâs expression changed. âShow me!â
Uncle Jin immediately walked over, took the wet agreement from Ji Shiting and handed it to Grandpa Ji.
âItâs really smudge...â Uncle Jin said.
The agreement was definitely destroyed.
Grandpa Ji was amused. He looked up at Ji Shiting and said, âHow coincidental!â
Was this kid pretending? Was he pretending? Actually, he didnât want to divorce that woman at all!
Ji Shiting frowned, as if he didnât know his grandpa was suspecting him. âItâs alright. Let Ye Shengge sign another copy.â
He then comforted the helpless nurse, âItâs alright. Itâs not your fault. Help me get a new blanket, okay?â
Xiao Chen blushed, nodded and went to get a clean blanket.
Grandpa Ji couldnât help wondering if it was really a coincidence.
Forget it. Whether it was a coincidence or not, the two of them were definitely getting a divorce.
Grandpa Ji said to Uncle Jin, âPrint another agreement and give it to Ye Shengge to sign. Help her move house and ask if she has a place to stay. If not, give her an apartment.â
âOkay, Chairman,â Uncle Jin answered. âIs the duplex apartment in Yonghua Prefecture okay?â
Grandpa Ji nodded and said, âSure, letâs do this.â
Ji Shiting played with the pen in his hand, looking nonchalant as if he didnât care about their conversation.
...
Elsewhere, Ye Shengge returned to Qianfan Villa with Sister Xiu.
She stood at the door of the master bedroom, but she didnât dare to step in. It contained all her sweetness and her greatest nightmare.
Sister Xiu could tell what was on her mind, so she said, âLet me help you, Young Madam.â
Ye Shengge nodded and returned to the second bedroom to pack her books and materials.
Uncle Jin arrived halfway.
Ye Shengge turned around and saw Uncle Jin. She suddenly recalled that Uncle Jin had helped her move to Qianfan Villa when she had moved from Ming Building. At that moment, she felt a sharp pain in her heart, making her want to cry.
The book in her hand was almost deformed.
âYoung Madam.â Uncle Jin still called her that, and he looked sympathetic. âThe chairman asked me to help you clean up.â
âNo need,â Ye Shengge said. âI donât have much stuff. Iâll be done soon.â
âDo you have a place to stay? The chairman said that if not...â
âI do,â Ye Shengge interrupted.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Uncle Jin was rendered speechless, but he recalled Grandpa Jiâs instructions. He hesitated for a bit and took out a new agreement from his briefcase. âYoung Madam, this agreement is two copies. You might need to sign it again.â
âThe agreement is for the court. Since when do you need two copies?â Ye Shengge said coldly. âI wonât sign it again.â
She didnât know what her grandpa was up to, but she knew that signing it once had exhausted all her courage. She wouldnât sign it again.