26 A Few Tears Doesn't Mean You're the Most Miserable Person

Yang Hao always thought that Chi Huan was an inexperienced and rich young Miss. Even in the entertainment industry, she achieved her career smoothly with her father's connections, and she did not need to climb the ladder leading to the upper class with her bare hands.

He could not even imagine that in her life she could understand what a real frustration was.

Yang Hao just looked at Chi Huan blankly, without moving. Of course, in fact— if she wanted him to move from the sofa to the window, it was in itself, not easy.

Chi Huan threw her bag back onto the sofa, stood up, and walked towards the tea table, with her long and thick curly hair hanging down to her waist. She looked down from a height and smiled faintly.

"She wouldn't have the heart to see you die? Why? Why will she feel uneasy? There are countless men who get hacked to death by their wives' axes because of domestic violence, and you won't make the number rise by even a little. Moreover, you are nothing but rubbish that won't want others to live in peace even if you die."

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, Mo Shiqian had finished unpacking the box and resetting the phone that was in it. He threw the wrapping into the trash and put the phone into his coat pocket.

Then, he raised his dark and quiet eyes to look at Chi Huan's back calmly, with no emotional changes in his eyes.

Yang Hao's expression was terrifying. The blue veins on his forehead popped out, and his eyes were red as if they were stained with blood; his gasping breath sounded like he had had an acute respiratory attack and it looked like he was about to go crazy any moment now.

Mo Xigu frowned, unconsciously reaching out to pull Chi Huan backwards.

"I don't want her to live in peace? When did she let me live in peace?"

Yang Hao still shouted hysterically, his eyes filled with endless grief and self-deprecation. He turned to look at Su Yabing on the other side.

"Was I not good enough to you? Your father fell ill, I paid for a doctor to check him; you said you want to continue studying, I supported you to study. Do you know how happy I was the day you promised to marry me? I cared about you and didn't ask you to do anything. I bought you whatever you liked. Even when you said you didn't want me to have s*x with you, I didn't force you! If you hadn't only thought about this man, wanted to return to the country and wanted to leave me, how could I have beaten you?"

As his voice fell, Chi Huan was stunned.

Mo Xigu had pulled Chi Huan by her wrist for fear that Yang Hao would attack her because of his unstable emotions. Upon hearing this, Mo Xigu was even more shocked. His dark pupils slightly faltered and his hand slowly loosened.

Even the lawyer who had dealt with countless divorce lawsuits and seen various chaotic and ugly scenes of quarreling was very surprised.

Su Yabing sat on her heels on the floor in front of the tea table, sobbing with her hands covering her face.

Only Mo Shiqian stood unfazed in the distance as if nothing had anything to do with him. He put both hands into his trouser pockets, pursing his thin lips in a sexy way. The expression in his eyes was extremely cold.

For a few moments, Chi Huan felt ridiculous.

This absurdity came from a contrast.

Beside her, Mo Xigu's low voice sounded with a suppressed shock. "Since you two married and until now… you have never had s*x?"

The way that Yang Hao looked at Mo Xigu was full of jealousy and hatred, and his voice was hoarse and unpleasant. "She said she didn't want to… so I waited for her all the time, but in the end I didn't wait for her to say yes. She wasn't over you from beginning to end, she even searched your name over and over again in the search engine, and she wrote in the diary every day that she missed you… I was drunk and said that I didn't want to wait any longer, so I beat her, she still kept calling out your name and wished you could save her…"

"If she hadn't insisted on coming back, how would I have beaten her? I care about her so much, how would I beat her…"

Chi Huan watched the man change from being hysterical to muttering to himself, and suddenly her heart overflowed with a mixture of emotions that she hadn't had in a long time, and at last she just felt ridiculous.

What a… valuable, pure and noble love.

Su Yabing held her face with both hands, and her whole person seemed to be lying on the floor, with only the sound of crying left. "I'm sorry… I'm sorry, I tried, I used to think of trying hard to fall in love with you… But I can't do it…"

Yang Hao looked at her and said, "But he is going to get married. He will get married to Chi Huan in less than a month… Yabing, come back with me, alright? As long as you don't leave me, I definitely won't hit you again."

Chi Huan glanced at Yang Hao, then at the woman on the floor. She clamped her red lips and turned to walk to the floor-to-ceiling window.

The autumn wind was not fierce, but it was still very strong, and her long hair blew and floated in the air.

Mo Shiqian stood half a meter away from her.

Her voice sounded like it was scattered in the wind, cool and distant. "Make Mr. Yang sign the agreement. It's better to experience a short sharp pain than endure a long and dull pain."

"Yes."

Mo Shiqian moved his legs and walked over calmly.

Su Yabing raised her head and stared at him with a puzzled expression. "What are you going to do?"

Mo Shiqian did not answer her, to be precise, he didn't even take a glimpse of her from the corner of his eyes.

He bent over to grab Yang Hao's wrist, and in a blink of an eye, Yang Hao's already weather-beaten and solitary face was distorted to the extreme. Even the lawyer, standing on the side, felt sympathetic for him when hearing his constant scream of pain.

Mo Shiqian remained calm, as if he had only used no more than one or two tenths of his strength, but it caused Yang Hao to feel so much pain that cold sweat poured out.

Mo Xigu frowned, looking at the cold and indifferent man with a complex expression, and his thin lips clamped into a line.

Su Yabing straightened up and supported her hand on the tea table. "Stop it… don't do that."

Of course Mo Shiqian would ignore her.

In this room, he would only listen to Chi Huan.

Chi Huan stood there with her back facing the window, and she raised her fingers to lift her long hair. "Mr. Yang, I promised Miss Su that she will definitely get divorced today… My bodyguard is a violent person, you know, if you lose your wife, you may get another one, but if you lose your hand… it really will be gone."

Big drops of sweat came out of Yang Hao's forehead, but he gritted his teeth, without having a single intention to talk or give in.

The sound of bones dislocating sounded clearly.

Yang Hao squeezed the words out of his teeth, "I will not divorce."

Su Yabing shouted like she suddenly fell apart, "Enough, enough … Stop it, stop it …"

"Mo Shiqian."

It wasn't until Chi Huan's voice sounded that the man let go of his hand and straightened his tall and straight body again. The expression in his eyes was indifferent as if he had seen nothing.

Yang Hao fell onto the sofa and gasped, while Su Yabing was crying out of breath on the tea table.

When Mo Shiqian's long legs passed by Su Yabing, his cold voice suddenly sounded with a hint of a smile. "Miss Su, you've taken all the advantage. But just because you shed a few tears doesn't mean you're the most miserable person."

Su Yabing probably didn't expect the man to talk suddenly, to talk to her, so she was stunned for a while.

"If a marriage without feelings is called engaging in prostitution for a long time, it should be that two people must meet each other's needs. Someone like you accepted the money but refused to dedicate. You left your marriage emotionally and tortured this stupid and mentally ill man, both physically and mentally, for years… but I tell you now, keeping yourself as a virgin doesn't make you a great and noble woman."

He smiled faintly, and there was a slight expression of mockery between his cold eyebrows. "You'll just leave without taking anything? Well, since you yourself can't afford it, why don't you let Mister Mo pay off your debts?"