C4

Capital

A grim man stepped out of a private jet.

The driver, who had been waiting at the airport, quickly opened the car door and asked, "CEO, should we go to the company or …? "My lady, where you are."

The man frowned. Hearing Bai Youyou, he was always annoyed.

"Let's go back to the company!" Ye Mingchen gave the order.

"Yes." The driver did not dare to argue with Ye Mingchen's decision, and could only feel puzzled in his heart. His ladyship was so good to the president that it was time for a stone to melt, but the president always ignored her.

Anyway, this was a couple's own business. He only needed to be in charge of driving his car and get his monthly salary.

The car stopped in front of the company building. Ye Mingchen walked out and said to the driver: "I'll go home myself tonight."

The driver nodded and left.

Ye Mingchen sat in his office in a daze. He didn't have any urgent work to do, he just didn't want to go back, and didn't want to see Bai Youyou. In these seven years, anything related to Bai Youyou had caused him to feel uncomfortable.

He had roamed the market for many years, and no one had ever forced him to do something he did not want to do. Yet, Bai Youyou wanted to touch her reverse scale.

Not to mention that this woman had made him lose everything he had ever loved.

Mrs Ye? If she wanted to be, he would help her.

Let her keep her title and die alone. He would never look at her again.

Ye Mingchen laughed coldly as he raised his head. The moon tonight seemed a little red.

At night, Ye Mingchen punctually returned to Bai Youyou's villa.

He had never thought of this place as his home, nor did he acknowledge Bai Youyou as his mistress.

In his eyes, he came back every day just to keep the damn contract.

Strangely, however, the villa was quiet today, and there were no lights.

Normally, even if he returned late, Bai Youyou would still definitely wait for him, and then act out a drama that would make him feel extremely disdainful of the relationship between husband and wife.

He actually wasn't home today, but he didn't know what kind of game he was going to play.

Ye Mingchen switched on the light in the living room, but Bai Youyou did not appear. He walked straight up to the main bedroom on the second floor, but didn't see Bai Youyou either.

On Bai Youyou's dressing table, there was a letter — — Name of Chen.

Ye Mingchen remembered Bai Youyou's words, but he could not figure out what Bai Youyou was trying to do today.

Curious, he opened the letter.

"His name is Chen, and his words are as plain as the surface of his face. I'm leaving, and I know you won't look for me.

I didn't understand why you hated me so much. Now I understand.

So I give you back your freedom and hope that you can be happy without me.

But I still want to tell you, I did not intend to use Jinyu's life to threaten you back then, I just loved you too much.

I've done wrong because I love you. Your pain is also due to my love.

So I decided to set you free. This is my seventh wedding anniversary gift to you. May you be truly happy from now on.

"— —"

What was this? Running away from home? Lust?

Bai Youyou's new trick was really stupid.

Ye Mingchen threw the letter aside in disgust. But the papers under the envelope caught his attention.

Opening the folder, it turned out to be a divorce agreement along with a contract.

Ye Mingchen was surprised, he even left a divorce agreement, was she serious this time?

Regardless of whether it was true or not, with this agreement, he could be considered to have completely gotten rid of this woman.

Thinking about Yuge's death and the humiliation he had suffered during these seven years, Ye Mingchen signed his name without hesitation.

Now that he was free, he no longer had Bai Youyou nor a strong sense of guilt in his life. Thinking of this, he did not want to stay in this house any longer. He took the document and went downstairs.

He started the car and drove away.

He never wanted to return to this place, this house that had held his humiliation for the past seven years.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the ring on her ring finger. Bai Youyou had forced him to wear it. Bai Youyou had always kept the ring on the pinky of his right hand in mind and insisted on forcing herself to wear it with her. But so what if she wore it? That woman would never be able to enter her heart. He had a deep aversion to anything that forced him to do so.

A beautiful arc slipped from the window and Ye Mingchen left without a single trace of nostalgia.

From tomorrow onwards, he would finally have his own life.