C52

In the afternoon, news came, that Gong Siming had to go to Country D to settle some matters, and would need to be there for a long time.

She still remembered the day Si Wan was discharged from the hospital, Gong Siming followed behind Si Wan's carriage and watched silently. Other than Hua Er, no one else saw the flame in Gong Siming's eyes gradually extinguish.

Even Gong Siming himself did not realize.

That day, when they arrived at the sanatorium, Gong Siming was standing outside it. He did not even take a step forward as he placed his hands in his pockets and stayed awake the entire night.

No one knew what he was looking at, and no one knew what he was thinking.

He was the army's war god, the only successor to Gong Family. No matter where he went, he would be respected as a god-like figure.

He had always been the one who made things difficult for others, but now he was being made difficult by someone else.

That night, it was Gong Siming who had never seen him before. The next morning, the first thing Gong Siming said to him was to advance the matter of Country D.

Hua Er would never forget that when Gong Siming said those words, his voice was like a prisoner of war, refusing to reveal anything even if he died.

It was full of sorrow, and also mixed with a faint smell of blood.

But now, Gong Siming's actions were like a deserter on the battlefield, escaping without fighting at all.

This was really not Gong Siming's style!

"Drive slower!"

A deep voice that was filled with magnetism slowly entered into Hua Er's ears.

Hua Er lowered his speed to its slowest, and his line of sight never left the beautiful figure on the window of Si Wan's office.

After being hospitalized for more than a month, his figure had become even more plump, and he had become even more charismatic!

Just yesterday morning, when he returned home, Gong Yan Chen and Yan Xiuya were already sitting in the great hall waiting for him.

At the same time, he had to wait for the divorce agreement.

The "Divorce Agreement" was only five words, yet Gong Siming was unable to pick it up even after a long time.

It was as if the cauldron was even heavier than the cauldron that had killed Ying Jianhuan. It was even more scorching than the three precious flames that Red Beard had.

A black and white agreement was ruthlessly placed in front of Gong Siming, his hands dripping with sweat as if he had just taken it out of the water.

"Ah Ming, this is not a discussion. You must sign this agreement."

He had to sign it! Yan Xiuya's voice was cold and sonorous, as it heavily smashed into Gong Siming's heart.

It pressured Gong Siming to the point that he couldn't breathe, the corners of his features had become distorted, his dark black eyes flickered with a glimmer, and his lips were deathly white as they constantly trembled.

"You can't blame anyone for that. It was your own choice. Look at yourself," he said.

The heartless and cold words were like frost on snow and pierced the tip of Gong Siming's heart.

Although Gong Yan didn't really care about family matters, in his opinion, this matter was Gong Siming's fault.

When he had it, he didn't know how to cherish it. Now that he had lost it, he was half-dead. Such a person was not worth any sympathy or pity. Everything he had done was his doing and deserved it.

Hearing his father's stern rebuke, Gong Siming was like a robot that had not been cultivated for a long time.

He did not even look at the contents of the agreement.

He mechanically picked up the pen on the table and wrote down his name. It was as if he had used up all of his life's energy.

With a slightly displeased look, Yan Xiuya glared at Gong Yan Chen and said in heartache.

"As long as Si Wan does not agree, this agreement will be annulled immediately."

Yes, Gong Family had entrusted all of these onto Si Wan, hoping that he would still love Gong Siming the same as before.

Love can be the same as before, but if there is a crack, then there is a crack, even if you use something else to fill in the crack, it still won't be the same as before!

If Gong Siming did not work hard to fight for it, even if he could not bear it, Si Huating would not put his only grandson in danger once again.

If it was placed on any of the parents, they wouldn't let their children jump into the same fire pit twice.

When the call came to an end, Gong Yan took the divorce agreement that Gong Siming had signed and left Gong Siming's villa.

Leaving Gong Siming alone in the huge villa, in a daze.

Turning his head, Hua Er saw Gong Siming who looked like a statue. The car was already out of the company's range, but Gong Siming had no reaction at all.

Hua Er was unsure if he should increase his speed, he could only move slowly on the wide road like a snail.

There were many cars honking their horns, and there were even those who stuck their heads out and cursed a little.

"Boss Gong!"

He could not move any further and was about to reach the highway, so Hua Er called out to him.

He was shocked by the sudden voice.

His vigilance was too poor. If he were to meet an enemy, he would have died several times already.

"Speak."

He quickly returned to his high and cold state, and the coldness on his charming face deepened.

"It's about to get on the highway. Can you speed up now?"

Gong Siming closed his eyes, making it impossible to see what kind of emotion he was in.

"Yes."

In the blink of an eye, the low-key and luxurious silver Maybach had already surpassed the car that had just sounded the flute, and rushed towards the highway.

Looking outside the window, Gong Siming's car slowly disappeared from Si Wan's blurry vision.

Only after standing there blankly for a long time did Si Wan return to sit in front of her desk.

Avoiding unnecessary meetings might be the best outcome. Even if he didn't leave, she was determined to leave.

This time outside the country, Gong Siming had to leave for nearly half a year. After half a year, they should have already settled on the divorce procedures, but she could leave the country!

To a place without him, to the far side of the world.

From then on, the two of them were like parallel lines, never to cross again.

However, she had neglected that the earth was round. No matter where she went, there was always the possibility of intersecting.

Unless they were truly relieved and put it down, there would never be a possibility of being parallel to each other.

The urgent call brought Si Wan back to reality.

Ye Zichen picked up the call calmly.

"Director Si is looking for you."

Little Yu's voice came out from the phone.

"Let him in."

He was slightly excited in his heart, but also slightly perturbed.

Ever since she knew that Zhang Qilin liked her, she had been a little afraid of him. She didn't know how to explain it to him so that she could not hurt him and at the same time make him give up.

For a moment, he felt that he did not know what to do. In his panic, he knocked the cup over on the table.

He nervously went to pick up the broken glass. Just as he was about to put the broken glass in the trash can, the office door was opened.

He wore a casual white suit, and his refined aura made him look especially noble. There was a faint smile on his face, and his gentle gaze rippled like blue waves.

It gave off an indescribable feeling of comfort, allowing Si Wan to teleport for a moment.

He was clearly a handsome, tall, and handsome man, but he always reminded Si Wan of his skinny and weak appearance.

No matter how much a person changed, it was difficult to hide something deep within his bones from those close to him.