flstandardbreds Chapter 124 Let’s get a divorce
Chapter 124 Let’s get a divorce
Bo Junxing's voice remained calm, but for some reason, Shen Feiwan seemed to detect a subtle hint of irritation in it.
She sized up Bo Junxing, her tone both teasing and probing, "You're not really doing this to curry favor with me, are you, as your older brother said?"
The tires bounced as they rolled over the speed bumps, but Bo Junxing kept his hands firmly on the steering wheel, his eyes fixed on the road ahead, without even glancing at Shen Feiwan.
"So what if it is, and so what if it isn't?"
From an angle unseen by Shen Feiwan, a dark light swirled in his eyes, and his voice grew colder and harder, "So, now that things have developed to this point, everyone is going to judge me? Including you?"
His words were laced with anger.
Shen Feiwan realized that Bo Junxing was genuinely a little angry.
“I’m sorry,” she apologized readily, “my words made you feel uncomfortable. But I certainly didn’t judge you; we’re on the same side.”
"Ah."
Do you want to listen to music?
"casual."
"it is good."
Shen Feiwan reached out and turned the music up a bit.
Listening to music is a good option when you're bored.
About half an hour later, the car entered the cemetery.
After getting off the car, Shen Feiwan walked ahead, with Bo Junxing keeping a step behind her.
A quiet and heavy atmosphere permeated the surroundings, broken only by the occasional chirping of birds.
Shen Feiwan walked hurriedly, almost in a rush.
Because she got lost...
Seeing that she hadn't found the right place several times, Bo Junxing couldn't help but frown slightly: "Is the location that hard to find? You wouldn't have... remembered the wrong cemetery, would you?"
Shen Feiwan was speechless. "How could that be? It's just that the structure here is too similar, which confused me for a moment."
After winding their way around for a while, the two finally arrived at Gao Lanqing's grave.
Seeing the tombstone in front of her, Shen Feiwan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
She looked at Bo Junxing and said, "See, this time it's correct."
Bo Junxing nodded slightly, his gaze falling on the tombstone in front of him.
Shen Feiwan stared silently at the tombstone for a moment, then slowly squatted down and gently took out a piece of candy from her pocket.
She gently placed the candy on the ground; the colorful candy wrapper shimmered in the sunlight, making it particularly eye-catching.
Upon seeing this, Bo Junxing couldn't help but glance at Shen Feiwan again. "Did your mother used to love eating sweets?"
“Yes,” Shen Feiwan nodded gently, “I especially liked it. When I was little, she would always secretly hide a few candies in her pocket to pick me up from school. Candy was one of the only two sweet things in our lives.”
"Only two? Then what is the only one?"
"It's each other."
At this point, Shen Feiwan paused slightly.
After taking a deep breath, she said to the tombstone, "Mom, don't worry, your daughter is doing well. The person who killed you back then has been found. From now on, you can rest in peace."
A gentle breeze stirred, ruffling Shen Feiwan's hair. She gazed silently at the tombstone, as if conveying all the longing and grievances of the past years to her mother, who lay buried there, through this silent exchange of glances.
Bo Junxing watched Shen Feiwan quietly for a long time, until she finished staring at the tombstone.
He then bent down and said to the tombstone, "Mother-in-law, I came in a hurry this time and didn't prepare anything. Next time I will definitely bring your favorite flowers."
Shen Feiwan glanced at him and said, "You're so kind. I thank you on behalf of my mother."
Bo Junxing's gaze briefly met Shen Feiwan's before settling on Gao Lanqing's photograph.
"It's what I should do," he said earnestly.
After examining the photo carefully for a while, he suddenly turned to look at Shen Feiwan and said, "I've noticed that you don't look like your father or your mother."
Shen Feiwan didn't take it seriously. "What's so strange about that? Human genes are diverse, and who can say for sure about heredity? I don't think you and your grandfather look very alike."
Bo Junxing gave a soft "hmm" and didn't continue the topic.
The next moment, he suddenly took Shen Feiwan's hand and solemnly said to Gao Lanqing's tombstone:
"Don't worry, I will take good care of Shen Feiwan from now on. I will never let her suffer any grievances, and I will never let her follow in your footsteps."
As soon as Bo Junxing said this, Shen Feiwan froze, feeling goosebumps rise all over her body.
What's going on here? This is making a huge fuss.
Shen Feiwan immediately broke free from Bo Junxing's hand and distanced herself from him, saying, "You don't need to do this. My mother doesn't like hearing such mushy words."
Bo Junxing frowned, his gaze fixed on Shen Feiwan's face, his eyes deep and serious. "Shen Feiwan, I'm not saying these words to your mother, I'm saying them to you."
“No need!” Shen Feiwan immediately refused. “It’s not appropriate for us to talk about these things.”
"Then what should we talk about?" Bo Junxing's eyes flashed with displeasure and confusion.
He stepped forward, closing in on Shen Feiwan, his aggressive aura emanating from him.
Shen Feiwan remained motionless as he approached, until he was as close as he could get. Then she spoke, her voice serious: “It’s no fun if you take this so seriously. I thought we made it clear from the beginning that we don’t talk about feelings, only the sexual needs of adult men and women.”
Bo Junxing felt as if he had been slapped in the face.
He became more sober after the beating.
Yes, what is he doing?
This woman doesn't care about any of that.
But he was unwilling to give up and stubbornly insisted, "We need to talk about sexual needs, but we also need to maintain our dignity. You are my wife, how could I let you suffer?"
Shen Feiwan stared at Bo Junxing without moving for a while.
Regardless of whether he has genuine feelings for her, it's time to lay the cards on the table.
"Let's get a divorce, Bo Junxing."
Shen Feiwan's sudden words struck Bo Junxing's heart like a heavy hammer.
The air seemed to freeze at this moment.
Bo Junxing froze, his ears filled with the sound of the wind, which made his head buzz.
He stared at Shen Feiwan in disbelief, as if he hadn't heard her words clearly, or perhaps he simply didn't want to believe his ears.
"What did you say? Divorce?"
“Yes,” Shen Feiwan said, her voice as calm as could be, “I said we should get a divorce.”
Bo Junxing was still extremely surprised. His Adam's apple bobbed as he restrained himself and asked Shen Feiwan, "Why? Give me a reason why you insist on getting a divorce."
Shen Feiwan's expression was calm, and her tone was casual, "Because I don't love you. From the beginning, I never intended to really be your wife. And I've already made it clear to you that my purpose in marrying into your family was to avenge my mother. Now that the revenge is almost complete, it's time for me to leave."