The 99th Divorce

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

[She is too tired and has fallen asleep. This is Li Sicheng.]

A rather simple and straightforward reply.

However, Lu Yihan looked at it for a long time and pondered, only to understand what the other side wanted to express. His cheerful look became gloomy. Lu Yihan sneered and tightened his grip on his phone. He was feeling so sullen that his heart was hurting.

All the emotions turned into a strong force, making him smash his phone on the door. The solid wood door was immediately imprinted with a pit, and the phone broke into pieces on the floor.

Lu Yihan suddenly got up and went to the study room to take out the spirits that he had been collecting for a long time. Baijiu, whiskey, and red wine were all taken out. After taking a glass of Baijiu, he felt a burning sensation came straight to his throat. However, he did not feel better, but worse. Whether it was the stimulation of the alcohol or other elements, he felt his eyes were burning, with a layer of mist in front of them

Li Sicheng!

After taking a few more drinks, he became a little drunk and felt a stronger pain in his eyes. She had agreed to his proposal. If he had some more time, he could have taken her home for real and announced that she belonged to him.

But why, why did Li Sicheng have to come back at this time? Why? Li Sicheng had been away for so many years and dead for so many years. Wasn't it better for him to die elsewhere? Why did he have to come back, to deprive him of his only happiness?

If he had only been given a few more days… The more Lu Yihan thought about it, the more ridiculous he thought about himself. With his face on the table, Lu Yihan held the glass and chuckled. But the hot liquid had already fallen out of his eyes, leaving a burn on his heart, so fierce, so strong. It was like a drop of high-concentration sulfuric acid. When it fell, the thick smoke came up and covered his eyes, blurring his vision.

Li Sicheng was back, and she was very happy. The photo on Weibo, the family of five. They looked so good together. Her smile was so bright, with the glow of happiness, so beautiful it was mesmerizing.

Four years ago, when Li Sicheng had still been there, she was smiling like that as well. Only Li Sicheng could give her such a smile, so what was Lu Yihan? Staring at the white wall across him, Lu Yihan sneered at himself. "Silly!" Throwing away the wine glass, he opened the lid of the liquor and poured it directly into his mouth.

The thick and stimulating liquid was poured into his nose, and he was coughing so much he was in tears. The pain in his head and eyes still did not beat his heartache. In the end, he could not help but bury his face on the table, crying sadly.

As Luo Zhan said, a homewrecker never had a happy ending. And a man homewrecker was even more hateful than a female one. He wanted to steal her away, but his Qianqian was the loyal girl who had finally got her prince back. From beginning to end, he had never been between the two of them.

Numerous facts proved that he was only a joke. He thought he had been waiting for her for more than a decade, which was no more than a joke in other people's life.