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Chapter 515 One Sheet of Waste Paper

Rong Shu lowered her eyes and nodded gently.

Jiang Huaixu looked away, tore off two tissues, wiped his hands, threw the crumpled paper into the trash can, then picked up an empty bowl, filled it with rice, and naturally picked up some food with his chopsticks.

"Next time, we can ask Sister Wu to do less."

There was no sign that any of the food on the table was missing.

Rong Shu sat upright, still not raising her eyes, and gave a low hum. She felt a fierce gaze fall on her as if it wanted to devour her alive.

All that could be heard was a sharp, piercing screech.

Rong Shu looked at the man opposite her, pulled out a chair and sat down opposite her in a blatant manner. His dark eyes were particularly gloomy, and his low-pressure aura seemed even more suffocating than the howling rain outside the window.

Her hands, hanging between her legs, kept clenching.

"Where are the two little ones?"

Jiang Huaixu suddenly spoke up and asked.

Rong Shu paused for a moment, then looked back and said, "It should be under the sofa."

The orange tabby cat and the tabby cat seemed to hear someone calling them. They meowed and crawled out from under the sofa, moving closer to Jiang Huaixu's feet. Their voices sounded somewhat aggrieved and accusatory.

Jiang Huaixu looked down at the two little ones, then said to Rong Shu, "I forgot to bring the canned food I bought for them. It's in the trunk. Xiao Shu, go get it."

Rong Shu looked at him.

Jiang Huaixu took the car keys out of his pants pocket and handed them to her, "Go!"

Rong Shu paused for a moment, reached out and took it, hummed in agreement, got up and walked towards the door. Only after changing her shoes and leaving the room did she feel that the air had become fresher.

She turned and leaned against the wall for a while; the silence in the room was oppressive.

half an hour.

She glanced inside, then walked towards the elevator and pressed the down button.

inside the room.

He was in low spirits.

After finishing his meal, Jiang Huaixu put down his chopsticks, took two tissues, and slowly wiped his lips. He said calmly, "President Sheng, don't you have anything to say?"

Sheng Tingchen's eyes were cold and piercing. "You really enjoy taking advantage of people in distress."

Jiang Huaixu leaned back on the stool, his expression calm, and confronted him, "If I enjoyed taking advantage of people in distress, you wouldn't be doing so well right now."

Sheng Tingchen's dark eyes were cold and sharp. He sneered and said, "Then shouldn't I thank you properly?"

Jiang Huaixu's handsome face was cold and stern, and his voice was unusually calm, "No need for thanks, after all, I didn't really want to help you."

"I have to admire you; you're quite good at playing the good guy."

"Whether someone is a good person or a bad person depends on who they are dealing with and what stance they take."

"So, you're fixated on married women? Jiang Huaixu, what's your stance?"

Jiang Huaixu placed his hand on the table, his index finger lightly glancing at it, his expression unchanged. Behind his glasses, his eyes were exceptionally deep. His gaze fell on Sheng Tingchen's face, and a faint smile played on his lips. "This is truly the first time I've seen you like this, Sheng Tingchen. It really does prove the saying, 'What goes around comes around.' Back then, you hated Xiao Shu so much, did you ever think about this ending?"

Sheng Tingchen stared at him, his dark eyes narrowed, and his breathing seemed to become unusually deep and heavy.

"You probably never imagined you'd end up like this," Jiang Huaixu sneered. "Even if you did, you'd think Xiao Shu was someone you could easily manipulate. Unfortunately, you're not omnipotent, and you can't have everything you want."

"You've said enough," Sheng Tingchen said, his voice chillingly cold.

Jiang Huaixu's lips curled up even more, and he said, "Didn't Madam Sheng tell you that you and Xiao Shu are divorced and that she is now a free woman?"

The words fell.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew the window open, making a shattering, ear-piercing sound.

The two little ones were so frightened that they immediately hid under the sofa.

The rain rushed in through the window.

Despite the sweltering heat of August, the room felt strangely chilly.

Rong Shu was about to enter the house when she was startled by the window that was blown open, and she stood still.

She didn't know how much time had passed, but her legs started to ache from standing.

She took a deep breath, picked up the bag, and stepped inside.

The two people sitting opposite each other at the dining table remained motionless until she entered, at which point Sheng Tingchen's icy gaze fell upon her.

Jiang Huaixu turned his head to look at the woman who came in, then stood up and walked towards her. "I bought a few different flavors, not too many. Let's see which one they like best."

Rong Shu hummed in agreement, then walked towards the cabinet next to the TV, which was filled with kitten supplies. She placed the cat food cans one by one in the cabinet.

Jiang Huaixu walked to the window and locked it, instantly shutting out the wind and plunging the room into silence.

Rong Shu closed the drawer and stood there with her back to the man.

For a long time.

She calmed herself, took a breath, and turned to meet the man's gaze. Her heart clenched uncontrollably. She clenched her fingers, walked towards the dining table, and sat down opposite him. "Sheng Tingchen, we..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

The man interrupted her coldly, asking, "What do you want to say?"

Rong Shu stared at him.

"I didn't sign anything, there was no notarization, so what divorce can I be getting?"

"The divorce certificate has been stamped with the official seal of the Civil Affairs Bureau."

Sheng Tingchen scoffed, "Rong Shu, have you lost your mind?!"

Upon hearing this...

Rong Shu's expression changed. "Sheng Tingchen, that's enough! Didn't you want to divorce me?"

Sheng Tingchen's handsome face was tense, and his eyes seemed to be filled with frost.

"We can raise Meimei together."

Sheng Tingchen sneered, "Do I need your child support? A divorce certificate without my consent and signature is just a piece of waste paper." He almost gritted his teeth as he finished speaking.

The air fell into a deathly silence.

For a long time.

Rong Shu seemed to have lost all her strength. She didn't say anything more, got up and went straight back to her bedroom. She reached out and closed and locked the door, leaned against the door, looked up at the ceiling, and her face was pale.

For a long time.

Take a deep breath.

He strode to the edge of the bed and lay down on it.

At this time.

Her phone vibrated.

She picked up her phone and saw it was a call from Meimei. A wave of sadness washed over her, but she managed to control her emotions and answered the call.

"Beautiful."

"Mom, Dad came to look for you, has he arrived yet?"

Rong Shu hummed in agreement. "We've arrived. Why didn't Mei Mei tell her mother before she went back to China?"

"Dad won't let me tell you. He said he's giving Mom a surprise, and he won't let me come along. He said he wants to be with Mom alone. Humph, Dad says I'm clingy, but Dad is the clingy one."

Hearing her daughter's voice, Rong Shu's eyes welled up with tears. Afraid that she would lose control of her emotions and show them in front of Mei Mei, she hung up the phone after saying a few words to Mei Mei.

The moment the phone call ended.

Her heart felt like it was being torn apart.

That utter sense of powerlessness swept over her again like a darkness that could devour everything, leaving her feeling lost and helpless.

It rained all night without stopping.