Chapter 18

I took out my phone and saw several messages.

Cha Congshen informed me that the suspicious financial movements of Duan Qinghong also included overseas property acquisitions.

“With what you’ve sent me, it feels like we can wrap this up.”

“Alright, send me the divorce agreement.”

I looked at the handsome man walking towards me, stepping on a carpet of Jacaranda petals under the sunlight.

It was as if we were back in those days studying abroad together.

We attended classes together, left classes together.

Shared meals and accommodations.

Even when he returned to visit family for a week, we’d part with tears, unable to bear the separation.

Those were the days we loved each other the most.

He reached me and gently tucked the stray hair on my forehead behind my ear.

I smiled at him, as if nothing had happened.

I used the excuse of wanting ice cream to send Duan Tao away.

Duan Qinghong sat beside me, pulling me into his embrace, just like countless times before when we basked in the sun on campus.

“Duan Qinghong.” I rested my head against his chest, one hand in my pocket pressing the record button.

The other hand pretended to be idle, playing with his fingertips, gently rubbing, the movement tender.

“Hmm?” His voice was as gentle and magnetic as ever.

“Let’s get a divorce.”