Mu Yinyin once believed that with divorce, she had lost the entire world. But when she truly saw that she meant nothing in his eyes, she decided to reclaim the whole world, leaving behind only him. Wi
Nan Shiqing had awakened.
Mu Yinyin sat quietly on the living room sofa, waiting for his arrival. Today was the day of their divorce.
The sound of a car engine echoed in the courtyard, and soon, Fu Siyue strode in.
Dressed in a black suit, the man exuded an air of nobility and elegance that couldn’t be concealed, his features sharp and handsome, his eyes deep and inscrutable. Yet when Mu Yinyin caught sight of a faint crease at his cuff, she curled her lips—he must have spent the night at the hospital with Nan Shiqing. Otherwise, with his obsessive fastidiousness and pursuit of perfection, there would never be a single flaw.
Fu Siyue walked up, his thin lips curving into a sharp, cold line as he tossed a divorce agreement before her.
“Sign it.” His voice was absolute, brooking no argument.
A flash of irony crossed Mu Yinyin’s eyes. That was just like him...
Three years, and all her feelings had gone to waste.
Feigning grievance to disgust him, she deliberately cooed, “Darling, you’re really so heartless.”
Fu Siyue’s brow creased with annoyance. “I don’t want to repeat myself.”
Mu Yinyin smiled with bitter mockery. She glanced at the agreement—he was even giving her two seaside villas. She pulled a pen from the coffee table drawer and, with a flick, crossed them out.
Surprise flickered in Fu Siyue’s cold gaze, but in the next instant, his brows knitted, danger brewing in his low voice. “What trick are you playing now?”
Mu Yinyin’s lips curved slowly.
He was so cruel—of course, she had prepared a