From the number of times they should meet during separation, prohibitions on interactions with the opposite sex, to conditions that if the woman insists on divorce after a year, the man cannot object… all constraints were handled by lawyers.
Even Water Mirror, who was not well-versed in law, discovered that except for the one-year binding, all clauses were beneficial to her.
Lawyers who have seen all kinds of big scenes were amazed and couldn’t help but privately advise her, “Madam, forgive my frankness. I’ve been a lawyer for so many years and have never seen such a one-sided divorce case that supports the wife. Don’t you want to maintain this marriage?”
They were clearly a perfect couple!
Having already lost her temper countless times, Shuijing chose to remain silent, like a mute eating bitter herbs.
In the eyes of outsiders who don’t know the inside story, she was a heartless woman who abandoned her husband and daughter.
Saying more would only sound like an explanation or an excuse, so she chose to remain silent.
“What did you say?”
However, compared to the shock of “marriage & divorce”, another matter drove Shuijing even crazier.
“What did you just say?” She stared blankly at her longtime friend and repeated the question.
Dong Yilin’s confession dropped like a deep-water bomb—
“I… I’m dating Yi Peng…” Dong Yilin stammered.
Shuijing’s delicate hand holding the Danish Royal Bone China teacup froze in mid-air for several seconds before gently putting it down.
The sunroom was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Dong Yilin’s tightly clasped palm began to sweat, her scalp tingling with nervousness.
She felt her stomach was about to cramp.
After a long time.
“So… should I say congratulations?” Her icy tone gradually became stern and severe, “So, I should just give up and maintain my marriage with ‘him’?”
When she said the word “him”, Shuijing ground it out between her teeth.
Taking a deep breath, then exhaling deeply to calm the lung pressure about to explode, Shuijing coldly laughed: “You really did me proud!”
Dong Yilin, usually quick to curse and straightforward, was speechless.
“…This is karma,” she said helplessly.
“Yes! It’s the retribution for my evil deeds in my previous life!” Shuijing’s emotions were on the verge of losing control.
