Volume 1 Chapter 43 Processing the Divorce

Two days passed. During this time, Su Wanqing had been busy making arrangements for Xie Kexin so that she could return to work with peace of mind.

After consulting with Dr. Li Shan, she learned that although Xie Kexin's symptoms sounded somewhat frightening, her epilepsy had fortunately never manifested. Therefore, as long as intervention began now, the condition would normally not develop into a full seizure.

Aside from the two days dedicated to radiation therapy, Xie Kexin could live a completely normal life.

The only minor complication was that living in the Xie family's old residence might bring some disruptions to her routine.

Regarding this matter, Min Yuanhua gave her absolute assurance, swearing that no one would ever be allowed to bully Xie Kexin.

Moreover, Min Yuanhua permitted Su Wanqing to bring a trusted housekeeper into the estate.

Coincidentally, Xu Qiuyun had just recommended a wonderfully reliable housekeeper who was meticulous in her duties, gentle-natured, and emotionally steady.

Because Su Wanqing did not want the Xie family to discover that Xie Kexin might be a child prodigy—fearing she might lose her—she decided against having Quan Jing and Gao Junmin tutor her at home. Instead, through Xu Qiuyun's connections, she enrolled Xie Kexin as an auditing student at a nearby kindergarten, where Quan Jing and Gao Junmin would commence their new tutoring sessions.

With this monumental problem resolved, a heavy weight lifted from Su Wanqing’s heart, making her entire demeanor radiantly bright.

Consequently, even as she stepped into the Civil Affairs Bureau once again today, Xie Yanchen immediately noticed the change in her.

They had already signed the divorce agreement specifically drafted for them by the lawyer Min Yuanhua had hired. The document explicitly stipulated that custody of Xie Kexin belonged to Su Wanqing, and that upon divorce, Su Wanqing would receive ten percent of Xie Yanchen's shares in the Xie Corporation.

Today's weather was exceptionally bright, the sunlight casting a warm, gentle glow over everything. Su Wanqing wore a pale yellow form-fitting short-sleeved top that accentuated her slender, fair figure and her striking curves.

On her lower half, she wore a long white skirt paired with white leather shoes.

Her face was graced with delicate, light makeup, and her long, straight black hair hung softly over her chest. She looked like a movie star stepping out of the screen, radiating a gentle, intellectual aura that felt like a summer breeze—one glance was enough to make anyone fall helplessly in love.

Naturally, she drew the gazes of numerous passersby.

"Who is that? She is so gorgeous! She must be here at the Civil Affairs Bureau to get married!"

"I wonder what her boyfriend looks like. He must be drop-dead gorgeous too, otherwise how could he ever deserve her?"

"You're being short-sighted. These days, plenty of beauties end up with plain-looking guys!"

A few men who had just walked out with their newly issued divorce certificates even stared at Su Wanqing with unblinking eyes.

Observing their looks, Xie Yanchen quietly furrowed his brows. He glanced at Wang Zhenzhen, who was standing nearby, and ordered, "Go, escort her over."

Wang Zhenzhen blinked, "Huh?"

"Forget it."

Xie Yanchen took the initiative to step forward himself, breaking all precedent by walking up to her.

He even took the initiative to greet her, "You're here?"

A flicker of suspicion crossed Su Wanqing's eyes. Had this man lost his mind? In the past, even if she walked right up to him, he wouldn't spare her a single glance. Today, he was actually taking the initiative to welcome her?

However, she quickly reasoned that he must be overjoyed at the prospect of divorcing her, making such abnormal behavior entirely possible.

She replied indifferently, "Mhm."

Then, she walked alongside Xie Yanchen and joined the queue for divorce registration.

She missed the flash of unease that crossed the man's brow when he received her cold response.

Their striking looks made them stand out remarkably in the line. Before long, a fairly handsome man, who had just obtained his divorce certificate a moment ago, walked straight up to Su Wanqing and asked, "Beauty, care to share your contact information?"

Su Wanqing was not very good at rejecting people flatly to their faces, but in this situation, she certainly wanted to refuse.

Before she could speak, however, Xie Yanchen had already stretched out his arm to block her. Staring at the man with a gloomy and ferocious gaze, he spat out a single word: "Get lost."

The man was not short—probably around one meter eighty—and his attire suggested he was someone of substance, but compared to Xie Yanchen, he paled significantly.

Unwilling to lose face in front of so many people, he puffed out his chest and retorted, "You're getting divorced anyway! What right do you have to interfere with who she gives her contact info to?"

Xie Yanchen had never tolerated anyone questioning him.

Thus, the moment those words fell, he abruptly reached out and grabbed the man by the collar. "On the grounds that we aren't divorced yet. Got a problem with that?"

He looked utterly terrifying at that moment, radiating a suffocating aura that frightened the other onlookers who had intended to step forward and intervene back into silence.

Clearly not expecting Xie Yanchen to be so volatile, the man struggled slightly, only to discover he was locked firmly in a vise grip and could not budge an inch despite using all his strength.

He immediately begged for mercy, "I-I'm sorry! I don't want your wife's WeChat anymore! I'm leaving right now!"

Xie Yanchen glared at him for a long moment before finally releasing his grip.

Regaining his freedom, the man took several deep breaths. Once he reached a safe distance, he muttered under his breath, "If you love your wife so much, don't divorce her! Even if it wasn't me today, do you think she won't look for someone else after the divorce?"

"Freaking psycho!"

With that, he practically oiled his feet and bolted from the scene.

Xie Yanchen calmly adjusted his cuffs as if nothing had happened, though he noticed the surrounding gazes had diminished considerably, and probing looks directed at Su Wanqing dropped to zero.

While his expression remained composed, no one knew how much turmoil the man's final remark had stirred in the depths of his heart.

He swept an unnoticeable glance at Su Wanqing. She stood there quietly, seemingly without a shred of sadness regarding the divorce.

He couldn't help recalling how she had blocked his phone number, WeChat, and all other contact methods over the past few days. She hadn't even reached out when he suspended her credit cards...

It was as if she completely ceased to care about him as a person, along with everything associated with him.

The stranger's words left ripples of unease crashing through his heart.

Su Wanqing—this woman who had inexplicably entered his life and loved him so deeply—would she really marry another man after divorcing him?

The mere thought of it made Xie Yanchen's breath hitch for a fraction of a second, entirely unbeknownst to him.

What choked him even more was the sudden realization that Su Wanqing had changed her phone.

"Why did you change your phone?"

He asked, his voice carrying an elusive note of probing.

In the past, he had always loathed the battered phone she used. It wasn't as though his family lacked money—even their cleaning lady used the latest model, yet she clung stubbornly to her five-year-old device, using it with apparent contentment.

Whenever he brought it up, she would claim there were too many precious photos stored inside and she couldn't bear to replace it.

He knew those were pictures she had secretly taken of him.

Yet now, she had actually replaced her phone.

Xie Yanchen unconsciously pressed his lips into a thin, tight line.