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“Alright. Thank you, President Jiang.”
The middle-aged man took the documents from him and stood aside, organizing them one by one.
At this moment.
The hum of an engine was heard outside the villa; Tang Wanru had returned.
Jiang Yao suddenly looked up. His handsome face became complicated, and he did not know where to put his hands and feet.
Jiang Li was expressionless. He just stood beside Old Master Jiang. It seemed like Tang Wanru had already worn out his feelings.
Old Master Jiang sat up slightly. His old face was serious as he pursed his lips and remained silent.
Finally, Tang Wanru entered after parking the car.
After changing her shoes at the entrance, she realized the servants were not around. Right on the heels of that, she saw Old Master Jiang, who should be in the sanatorium, in the living room.
“Dad? Why are you…”
Before she could finish speaking, she noticed Jiang Li standing beside him.
Tang Wanru avoided his gaze and revealed a guilty expression. She still walked forward with wishful thinking. “Dad, why didn’t you tell me you were coming? I could have asked the chef to make soup for you and prepare something that suits your taste. I wonder if it’s too late…
“By the way, why don’t I see any servants? Where did they all go?”
“Enough,” Jiang Zongnan interrupted her.
Tang Wanru would usually get angry at his bad attitude, but this time, because of guilt, she did not dare to say anything. “I just want… the servants to buy groceries.”
Jiang Yao couldn’t decide if he was disappointed or desperate. He simply took the initiative to break the stalemate. “Mom, you received a call at noon. Your expression wasn’t right. You even hid from me and went to your room to answer it. Who called you?”
As expected, Tang Wanru’s reaction was huge. “Why are you asking this?”
Jiang Yao insisted, “Who called you?”
Tang Wanru tried to deflect. “It was just a call. They called the wrong number.”
Jiang Yao kept quiet and closed his eyes.
In Jiang Zongnan’s eyes, there was only disappointment. The last bit of warmth in him was also obliterated.
“Lawyer Zhang, show her the divorce agreement.”
“Will do.”
At this moment, the middle-aged man in glasses stood up from the corner, walked to the shocked Tang Wanru, and handed her the document Jiang Zongnan had just signed. “Madam Tang, look at this agreement. The division of assets is clearly detailed. If there’s no problem, you can sign your name at the end.”
“You want to divorce me?” Tang Wanru looked as if she had been struck by lightning. Her face was as pale as paper. She clenched her fists and glared at Jiang Zongnan.
Jiang Zongnan did not answer her. He did not even look at her.
The lawyer continued, “President Jiang has already signed it. You’re the only one left.”
Jiang Zongnan had already signed. The answer was self-evident.
Tang Wanru finally realized the seriousness of the matter. She looked around. Jiang Li did not make eye contact with her, and Jiang Yao avoided her gaze.
Her gaze landed on Old Master Jiang in the wheelchair. She pounced over and cried. “Dad, I know I did something wrong. But Zongnan wants to divorce me… I’ve at least given birth to children for the family. He wants to divorce me at his age… Dad, speak up for me.”
She really did not dare to imagine her life after the divorce.