The 99th Divorce

Ye Youyou stood behind the curtains and looked down from the window. She saw Shen Luo’an’s figure. Her heart, which had just calmed down, began to beat nervously again.

What is he doing?

“Youyou!” Ye Qianqian’s voice suddenly rang out.

Ye Youyou jumped out of her skin. She turned her head and admonished, “You scared me to death!”

Ye Qianqian hardly thought so and laughingly asked, “What’s wrong with you? What are you looking at?”

When Ye Qianqian stuck her head out and looked down, she saw Shen Luo’an and flared up. “What is that guy doing here? Is he here to harass you?”

“No. He was just here to see me,” Ye Youyou said.

“Pfft! I don’t believe that at all! When you were hospitalized, he didn’t even come to visit you. What story are you cooking up for me now?” Ye Qianqian rolled her eye without a care.

“Sigh, just ignore him,” Ye Youyou said as she gazed below at Shen Luo’an.

Her eyebrows turned down in a frown. Shen Luo’an wasn’t much like before anymore. Was Li Jinnan really right about him? Is he really mentally unstable?”

She couldn’t imagine that to be the case. Shen Luo’an was so formidable, and he was smart. It was only natural that he’d be able to condition himself.

At that thought, Ye Youyou’s heart eased a little. She quickly changed the topic. “What are we having for dinner tonight?”

The top psychiatric hospital in the Capital.

It was dusk, but VIP Room one remained dark. A young lady was curled up in the corner. Her eyes were staring vacantly at a painting on the wall as she remained in stupefaction.

There suddenly was a knock on the door. A middle-aged man walked in. He saw the young lady in the room, and his eyes were awash with pity. He walked to the wheelchair and crouched down. He gently asked, “Are you hungry?”

Light slowly flooded back into the girl’s eyes. She turned to face him and shook her head lightly.

“Daddy brought you your favorite cake,” he said. “Would you like to have some?”

The girl shook her head again. Her face was expressionless. She turned and continued to stare at the painting.

“Eat some. When you’ve finished a slice, Daddy has some good news for you.” Guan Yanhong cajoled his daughter. “Come on, eat a little.”

Guan Queye turned her head and looked at her father. She shook her head gently and replied, “I’m not hungry.”

Her voice was hoarse. It sounded as if two wooden planks were rubbing against each other.

It sounded horrible, but when Guan Yanhong heard her voice, the sound was music to his ears. He replied, “No matter what, you have to eat something. Do you want to see Luo’an?”

Luo’an…

The two long-lost words brought color back into Guan Queye’s eyes as she asked, “Did you tell him that I recovered?”

Guan Yanhong shook his head. “I didn’t. But, I think word got to him recently. He specially made an appointment to visit you tomorrow. Why don’t you eat something first? You need to fatten yourself up so that he’ll like you when he sees you tomorrow.”

Color finally returned to Guan Queye’s eyes. She cast her eyes down and took the piece of cake from Guan Yanhong’s hands. She asked, “Daddy, is Shen Luo’an married?”

Guan Yanhong’s smile froze. He looked at Guan Queye. Her expression was unexpectedly calm. He looked at her for a long moment before asking, “How did you find out?”

“He’s married to Ye Youyou, isn’t he?” she asked.

Guan Yanhong hesitated for a while before nodding his head.

Guan Queye lowered her head. Her lips turned up in a smile. Soon, she was laughing out loud.

Her nightmare of seven years, the tragedy of seven years, seven years of hesitation and confusion… For seven years, a thought had played in her mind every single day. If she hadn’t fallen down the cliff back then, would everything have been different?

It had been seven years. Her worst fear had still come to pass after all.