137 Leave! Don't Make Me Say It a Third Time

Zhuang Nainai clenched her fists, only to unclench them again.

Her head was in a mess, and she could only give a self-mocking laugh.

Just a few days ago, he had asked for them to start anew. But today, it was back to square one.

To Si Zhengting, to Ding Mengya, she was just a tool to produce an heir.

And as a tool, she was denied love, and even the right to appear as his wife in public eyes.

Zhuang Nainai bit down on her lips.

She suddenly felt like her current situation was worse than five years ago.

Five years ago, even though she was in a much more wretched position, she at least had the option to leave.

But now, she could not even ask for it to stop.

Zhuang Nainai turned to head downstairs in bitterness and pain.

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In the office…

Si Zhengting stood in front of the floor-length window with his gaze fixed on the far horizon.