💮 Chapter 11: Everything that belongs to me

Wen Niannan only wanted to escape from there quickly, he walked to the parking lot in a panic, breathing heavily.
"What a coincidence! I didn't know Yuanjia was that small."


A voice that he had always hated came from behind. Hearing the voice, he knew that the person behind must be full of mocking expressions at that moment.


Wen Niannan turned to look at Shen Luoan's beige coat, he replied: "Yes, it's really a coincidence."


Shen Luoan approached and leaned against the car door saying: "I didn't know that you were discharged from the hospital. If I had known, I would have let Yansheng pick you up."


"Does it make sense? With the two of us, when will you have time to do the show? "


"You can't fight me, Wen Niannan, you weren't my opponent a few years ago, and you will still be like this in a few years. Back then, I had to break up with Yansheng but I'm going to take back everything that belongs to me!" Shen Luoan said in a dark, gloomy, and bizarre manner.


"Everything that belongs to you? Why did you leave Yansheng three years ago, you know that you didn't love him at all but you still wanted to be with him, wasn't that just to get out of your uncle's control?" Wen Niannan shattered Shen Luoan's thoughts.


"So what? I love him now, and he loves me, and that's enough to make you sign the divorce agreement as soon as possible. And don't wait until he hates you more and more."


"Yes, Gu Yansheng loves you, but is he the person you love?"


Wen Niannan only felt irony. That person would always be double-faced. Outsiders were always considered good students who are clever and sensible.


"What do you want me to do? I was bullied in high school by a group of students who knew I had a PTSD* and made me play the kidnapped role in a play in front of the whole school. Now you suddenly came back to make me divorce after three years of marriage? "


"What do I want you to do? I want to take away from you what belongs to me. I was sent abroad by the old woman and wasn't allowed to come back. I suffered a lot. I have to recover everything!. I just want you to have a restless life; I'll be pleased if you don't have a solid life." Shen Luoan roared with a twisted face.


"That old woman bothered to drive me away to make a place for you. I don't want her to succeed."


Wen Niannan didn't want to continue to struggle with such a person. He turned around to drive away but was caught by Shen Luoan.


"I know that Yansheng was drunk and confused me with you. You even climbed into his bed for the first time because of me, and you got this position because of me." Shen Luoan said in a mocking tone.


"Now that I have returned from studying abroad, of course, I have to take back everything that belongs to me, including Gu Yansheng, who is already married to you. Since you don't agree to sign a divorce, it will only make you suffer."


Wen Niannan stepped forward and stared at Shen Luoan. And said: "Do you want to be Mrs. Gu to take the shares of your father? Wasn't that why you approached Yansheng in the place? As long as I'm here, you will never get that position."


After that, Wen Niannan drove away, leaving Shen Luoan who was full of resentment.


After returning home, Wen Niannan rushed into the bathroom and turned on the faucet. The cold water hit his face making his brain extra sober. He looked up at the scar on his forehead exposed by the wet hair in the mirror, and his eyes got a little wet.


Coming out of the bathroom, he walked to the side of the bed, opened the drawer, and took out the watch inside, a gift that he hadn't given out on the anniversary day, he stroked gently the name on the back.


He hadn't seen Gu Yansheng for a month, and he wasn't expecting to see him again today under such circumstances.


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*PTSD: Posttraumatic Stress Disorder is a disorder that develops in some people who have experienced a shocking, scary, or dangerous event.

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