Actually, I regretted it a bit after I came back.

　　Being together with Lu Qingyu for so many years, even dividing our assets would be a difficult task.

　　It would be a bone-breaking process for both of us.

　　So over the years, we silently went our separate ways, but never mentioned divorce.

　　But when I thought of Song Yiyi's expression, I felt a secret excitement and a sense of liberation.

　　Perhaps it's time to start a new life.

　　"Kids, well..." I smirked, "they do whatever they want, if I don't agree, she'll get upset.

　　"You should understand, right?" I looked at Lu Qingyu.

　　"Isn't Chen Xiangheng the same?" Lu Qingyu furrowed her brows and showed a hint of uncontrollable gloominess.

　　"Shen Jiayue, are you really serious?" Admitting that I took a 28-year-old little cousin seriously is not something easy to say.

　　But I still nodded.

　　"Song Yiyi is different from others." This is what Lu Qingyu told me at the beginning.

　　When I asked her why she had to be with Chen Xiangheng, she had a helpless smile in her eyes.

　　"Xiangheng is different from others." And of course, her "others" included me.

　　I didn't expect that now I have to say this to her.

　　Lu Qingyu paused, storm brewing in her eyes, her fingers slowly applying pressure, losing color at the tips.

　　She mocked, "Shen Jiayue, you are really regressing more and more.

　　"Do you really have common ground with this inexperienced little brat?" She nodded towards the coat casually placed behind me on the sofa.

　　"Can she afford to buy this coat if she works for a year?" "You and her are not even from the same world." That's not an exaggeration.

　　Lu Qingyu and I are both well-off, and although her heart hasn't been with me for these years, we never treated each other poorly in material matters.

　　Lu Qingyu may not remember my birthday and anniversary, but she always reciprocated after I gave her a gift.

　　It is usually current season's high-end suits or the latest sports car, and even one year after I gave her a villa, she gave me a yacht worth over sixty million.

　　It's no wonder Chen Xiangheng is willing to do anything to be with her.

　　The life of a wealthy person is truly glamorous.

　　I touched the inconspicuous cufflink on my sleeve.

　　It's an unknown brand, with average clarity and setting.

　　It's the kind of thing that would never appear on me.

　　But I like it more than anything else.

　　"It doesn't matter, I don't care about these things," Lu Qingyu obviously noticed the cufflinks on my hand.

　　The cufflinks she gave me were antique French cufflinks hand-painted with 18k gold, specially brought back from Hong Kong.

　　I cherished them.

　　However, after the initial few good years, we started having issues.

　　Or rather, she grew tired of me unilaterally.

　　In the midst of an argument one day, I forcefully took off the cufflinks and threw them away.

　　Later, those cufflinks were never found, and I stopped wearing such things.

　　I repeated, "Lu Qingyu, let's get divorced." She paused for a moment and suddenly stood up! She bumped into the coffee table, and the vase fell to the ground and shattered with a crisp sound.

　　I was startled, but she grabbed me by the collar.

　　Lu Qingyu looked up, her eyes filled with unbearable anger.

　　"Shen Jiayue, who allows you to be serious?!"