CHAPTER 322: CHAPTER 315: THE DIVORCE CERTIFICATE IS FAKE, THE MARRIAGE IS INVALID

As the first ray of morning light shone, Leng Yan opened his eyes.

Afraid Nuannuan would see his car, he parked it at the entrance of Tongxi District.

Leng Yan checked the time and pressed the intercom number for Tong Xi’s house repeatedly, but no one answered. He frowned in confusion, returned to the breakfast shop at the entrance of the district, and dialed Tong Xi’s phone, bracing himself for her expected torrent of angry words.

To his surprise, Tong Xi didn’t scold him, but what she said was even more alarming than he had anticipated.

"Hello, you don’t need to deliver breakfast to me today, I’m not home."

Tong Xi glanced at the number, assuming it was the breakfast shop delivering food to her. Her drowsy voice came through, making Leng Yan’s head buzz, his blood freezing: "You’re not home? Tong Xi, isn’t Nuannuan with you?"

His heart raced uneasily: "Did she not contact you yesterday?"

"Leng... Leng Yan? You said Nuannuan is with me?" All of Tong Xi’s sleepiness vanished, and she bolted upright from her bed: "Did something happen? Nuannuan called me yesterday, I stayed at Uncle Weng’s house..."

Tong Xi was recounting what happened last night when she suddenly thought of something. She tossed the quilt aside, got out of bed to find her slippers, talking as she moved: "Did you guys fight again? Drove away Nuannuan again? Damn! Leng Yan, are you fucking addicted to bullying Nuannuan? Hello? You bastard, why’d you hang up on me?"

With Nuannuan absent, Leng Yan helplessly hung up the phone and tried to call Wen Nuan, eventually dejectedly setting down the receiver.

As he expected, Wen Nuan’s phone was off.

He would not divorce, no matter how much Wen Nuan demanded it!

Resolute, he drove to Ji Wei’s place. Whether she liked it or not, this child absolutely couldn’t stay. He had already scheduled an appointment with a doctor, no matter the consequences, this child couldn’t exist.

Leaving Ji Wei’s place, Leng Yan’s face was stormy enough to drip water. He didn’t get in but received a sealed envelope from the security guard. The guard said Xiao Liu gave it to him, insisting he must read it.

Opening it, looking at Ji Wei’s still elegant handwriting, Leng Yan tasted a metallic tang of blood in his throat, almost biting through his teeth.

In just one night, Ji Wei had already left, claiming she was going to hide and would ensure this baby was brought into the world no matter what...

"Yan?"

Li Qiu sat in the living room, watching Leng Yan come in with a stony face. Though mentally prepared, she was still startled.

"Mom, where did she go?" Leng Yan came in, suppressing his inner rage that threatened to lash out at Li Qiu.

From the moment he could remember, his heart was full of love and respect for Li Qiu. But since yesterday, at twenty-six, he suddenly didn’t know how to treat his mother.

Li Qiu frowned slightly: "Yan, sit down first, okay?"

"Mom, you know where Ji Wei went, right?" Leng Yan remained standing, furrowing his brows as he looked at Li Qiu, his entire body stiff, his face terrifyingly pale.

Li Qiu shook her head, troubled: "I don’t know, she doesn’t want anyone to know. Yan, please persuade Nuannuan, keeping this child won’t affect her, I never intended for you to divorce..."

"But Nuannuan has already filed for divorce!" His temper couldn’t hold any longer, and Leng Yan shouted, the sound not only frightening Li Qiu but also startling Leng Ye, who was at the staircase on the second floor.

But it was only for a moment, as Leng Ye’s lips curled slightly, a cold smile appearing.

"I won’t divorce, and I won’t have the child either!" With a fierce throw, he slammed Ji Wei’s letter onto the floor, storming out. Li Qiu called out to him repeatedly from behind, but he didn’t hear a word, with his mind and heart filled with worries about where Wen Nuan and Ji Wei had gone.

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"Those dark circles are so heavy, did you and your family spend the whole night awake?" Wen Nuan walked into the office, and Lin Xue winked at her playfully, "Tsk tsk, young people, huh!"

"Master, please stop teasing me." Wen Nuan slightly lowered her head, not wanting Lin Xue to see her distress.

"What’s wrong, not feeling well? It’s not still about resigning, is it?" Lin Xue sighed, nudging her: "Young Master Tan is back, Nuannuan, if you really aren’t happy here, as much as I’d miss you, I’d rather see you happy."

"Thank you, Master, I’m going to go talk to Tan Qing." Wen Nuan bit her lip and rummaged through the drawer, taking out her notes on Joe.

Standing in Tan Qing’s office, his gaze gave her a strong urge to flee. He stared at her without speaking, but the look in his eyes made her feel as if he could see right through her heart.