once the medicine wore off, he would go find Aunt Song to settle the score!Thinking about this, Lu Hanchuan wrapped a towel around his waist and walked out of the bathroom. He picked up his phone fro...Fu Xiaoyao turned her head, "I didn't cry."

She was only moved by the old man.

Aunt Song rolled her eyes, a mixture of amusement and exasperation in her voice. "Madam, you haven't even cried yet Your tears are already dripping onto the floor."

"I just got sand in my eyes from the wind." Fu Xiaoyao retorted stubbornly.

Aunt Song twitched the corner of her mouth, "Alright, alright, it's into the sand. Then ma'am, let me fan you"

"No need, Auntie Song, I'm fine now." Fu Xiaoyao shook her head and refused, then walked past her quickly and strode into the villa.

Auntie Song looked at her flustered back and couldn't help but smile. She followed her into the room.

After entering the room, Fu Xiaoyao first went to the bathroom to wash her face, then picked up her suitcase and prepared to leave.

Aunt Song's mood began to darken as well. "Madam, are you really leaving"

"Well, I've already bought the tickets. We'll be late if we don't leave now." Fu Xiaoyao replied.

Aunt Song was extremely reluctant, “Do you want to say goodbye to Mr. [Name]”

"No, maybe I'll just disappear from his world like this. It might be a good thing for him, after all, he's free." Fu Xiaoyao smiled and said.

But Aunt Song could tell that her smile was fake, just a strained attempt at happiness.

"Ai..." Aunt Song sighed, "Perhaps you're right."

"Then, Auntie Song, I'll leave first. I'll come see you when I have time. Take care of yourself." Fu Xiaoyao said, loosening her suitcase and giving Auntie Song a hug.

Aunt Song probably guessed that she was being polite, but she was still happy inside. She hugged her back and patted her on the back, "Okay, I will. You take care too, ma'am."

"Well, goodbye Aunt Song!" Fu Xiaoyao let go of Aunt Song, waved at her, then pulled her suitcase and left the villa without looking back.

Besides her own few sets of clothes, she took nothing else out of her trunk.

She left everything given to her by the old man, as well as what Lu Hanchuan had given her, all in the room.

Because she knew those things didn't belong to her, and taking them wouldn't make any difference.

After stepping out of the villa, Fu Xiaoyao's pace unconsciously slowed down. She was no longer as brisk as she had been when leaving the villa.

She still couldn't bear to leave, although the thought of divorce was so firm in her mind. But when it really came to this moment, she realized how heartbroken she was, and how difficult it was to part with this villa that she had considered home. It wasn't just that this place held her three years of joys, sorrows, and anger; most importantly, it was the place where her beloved man lived.

But now, she still had to leave this man!

Fu Xiaoyao walked forward with red eyes and a runny nose, taking a few steps before turning back to look at the villa behind her.

Even though she could no longer see the villa, she still kept glancing back occasionally, as if trying to imprint every blade of grass and tree in her memory. As a result, what should have been a ten-minute journey took her half an hour to complete before she finally walked out of the villa district.

“Xiaoyao!” A flashy red sports car zoomed out from the villa district’s gate behind Fu Xiaoyao and slowly stopped in front of her. The window rolled down, revealing Tang Yi’s captivating face that could mesmerize anyone.

Fu Xiaoyao looked up at him, her voice still choked with emotion, "How did you get here"

"I came here specially for you," Tang Yi smiled brightly at her.

Fu Xiaoyao pointed at her nose, "Me"

“Right, I was just having a drink in my villa garden and saw you dragging your suitcase out the door, looking back every few steps. So, I came after you.” Tang Yi said, glancing at her suitcase, “So, are you divorced”

"Hmm." Fu Xiaoyao nodded.

Tang Yi touched his chin, "Where are you going now"

"Going back home, now getting ready to go to the bus station."

"Why didn't you buy a ticket" Tang Yi asked her.

A touch of embarrassment flashed across Fu Xiaoyao's eyes. "Cars are more convenient, and there isn't an airport in my hometown yet."

She could say that she was trying to save money because she didn't have much.

Tang Yi didn't doubt that Fu Xiaoyao was lying, instead he truly believed her words, "That's how it is, get in the car, I'll take you there."

He proactively offered to take her suitcase to the trunk of the car.

Fu Xiaoyao didn't refuse either, opened the car door and got in.

On the way, Tang Yi didn't know if it was intentional, but he actually put on a single song.

Fu Xiaoyao listened, feeling a little uncomfortable inside, but thinking that she was riding in his car, she endured and didn't speak up.

It was Tang Yi who was a little surprised, turning off the music and smiling, "I thought you'd make me turn it off."

"You're the owner of this car. You have the freedom to play whatever music you want. I don't have the right to do that." Fu Xiaoyao replied politely.

Tang Yi controlled the steering wheel with one hand, the other propping up against the window, his smile even more alluring. "Actually, I kind of hope you do that," he said, "that way we seem even closer, don't you think"

Fu Xiaoyao pretended not to hear.

Tang Yi had embarrassed himself, and he pouted, "By the way, since you're divorced, why didn't your ex-husband send anything You were married for a while, at least."

Hearing the words "former husband" coming from his mouth, Fu Xiaoyao's heart ached once again.

Only then did she realize that from now on, she and Lu Hanchuan were just ex-husband and ex-wife.

"After a divorce, we have nothing to do with each other. Since we have nothing to do with each other, why would you insist on giving me this" Fu Xiaoyao lowered her eyelids, her expression unreadable.

Tang Yi smirked, "You're right. Luckily he didn't give it to me, otherwise how could it have been mine"

Fu Xiaoyao glanced at him, "Mr. Tang, I'm very curious, why am I always so coincidentally meeting you"

"That's probably fate, then." Tang Yi answered, without revealing a drop.

Fu Xiaoyao naturally didn't believe his words.

Tang Yi smiled and said, “Alright, I’ll tell you. In fact, I’ve been paying attention to you all along. You know how I feel about you. Before you and President Lu divorced, I didn’t want to interfere, but now that you’re divorced, can you give me a chance”

At this point, his expression suddenly became very serious.

Fu Xiaoyao's heart skipped a beat, she pretended to be confused, "I don't understand what you're saying, Mr. Tang. The bus station is here, I need to get off."

"Sigh, you're still like this." Tang Yi let out a slightly disappointed sigh, but quickly perked up again. "It's fine, I believe that with my charisma, I will definitely win you over."

Fu Xiaoyao twitched the corner of her mouth, didn't respond to him, and got out of the car directly.

Tang Yi also followed her down and helped her take the suitcase out of the trunk.

"Thank you, Mr. Tang. Goodbye, Mr. Tang." Fu Xiaoyao gave him a slight bow.

"Wouldn't you give me a farewell hug" Tang Yi reached out his hands.

"No!" Fu Xiaoyao rolled her eyes at him, dragging her suitcase and turning to enter the station.

Tang Yi watched her figure disappear into the distance until she was out of sight. Only then did he slowly retract the playful smile from his face and take out his phone to make a call.

The phone connected quickly, and he put the phone to his ear, his voice laced with sarcasm. "Hey Lu Zong, heard you got divorced, congrats!"

Lu Hanchuan was woken up by the phone call. He was still a little groggy and hadn't quite come to his senses, but the moment he heard Tang Yi's words, he instantly woke up, a cold light flashing across his eyes, "Divorce Who told you I'm divorced"issatisfaction, “Mr., can’t you see that Mrs. is angry”"Angry" Lu Hanchuan was taken aback.He still didn't seem to notice."What is she angry about" Lu Hánchuan asked.Fu Xiaoyao sighed, "She doesn't ev...