Everyone in the private room was going crazy, cheering and not noticing my arrival.

　　The girl was also happy about losing, holding Jiang Yu's face in her hands and kissing him again.

　　Jiang Yu laughed even more carefree.

　　When he looked up, our eyes met directly.

　　Jiang Yu's jaw tightened, and the panic in his eyes flashed by.

　　We stared at each other for as long as they kissed.

　　I thought I would be sad.

　　I used to say harsh words, that if he dared to bring his lover in front of me and dirty my eyes, I would make her wish she were dead.

　　In reality, it was all empty threats.

　　I was afraid that if I really saw them, I wouldn't be able to deceive myself anymore.

　　But now, all I feel is a stomach ache.

　　"Jiang Yu, are you having fun?" I calmly walked up to Jiang Yu, just as my hand was about to reach him, he shielded the girl in front of him.

　　He thought I was going to hit someone, how ridiculous.

　　I picked up the glass and splashed it on his face, the cold liquid dripping down his sharp features.

　　The 30-year-old Jiang Yu looked even more deep and composed, shedding his youthful recklessness and becoming more handsome.

　　But he had become more despicable as a person.

　　Jiang Yu wiped his face haphazardly, becoming more sober.

　　He sarcastically said, "Su Qiao, we don't have any feelings anymore, and you refuse to divorce, so what's wrong with me having some fun?" "Let's get a divorce." Jiang Yu thought I was threatening him.

　　No one believed it.

　　After all, in the year we fought the most violently, we ended up in the hospital and hated each other to the point of wanting the other dead, yet we still preferred to torment each other and refused to agree to a divorce.

　　Even Jiang Yu forgot that I was a very stubborn person.

　　When in love, I can be unforgettable, and when I hate, I can disappear forever.

　　"Jiang Yu, I don't want you anymore.

　　You're not worthy of me." I decisively took off my ring and threw it into the trash can, drawing a resolute arc in mid-air.

　　I turned around and walked away, but Jiang Yu grabbed my hand and sneered, "Su Qiao, what's gotten into you? If you leave me, where else can you go?" He knew I didn't have any family, that I was alone, and he ruthlessly poked at my sore spot.

　　Enduring the intensifying stomach ache, I slowly pried open his fingers, saying, "Mind your own business." I turned around firmly and walked away while Jiang Yu's angry warning echoed from behind, "Su Qiao, you better not regret it." He smashed the bottle on the ground, shattering it into pieces, resembling our twelve years of relationship.