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She can be ruthless and indifferent to Ye Zixun, something even Lan Baobao herself did not expect.
But she must remain indifferent; she cannot allow Ye Zixun to have even a glimmer of hope.
He is a man who can be incredibly confident even in hopeless situations. If he were to grasp onto something, he would surely hold on tightly and never let go.
For the sake of her future, Lan Baobao must be heartless; she must hurt him.
"Ye Zixun, there is something we have known for a long time but have never addressed. So today, I want to discuss this matter with you."
"Discuss? What do you want to discuss?"
Lan Baobao took out a folder and placed it in front of Ye Zixun. "Ye Zixun, we should have dealt with this matter long ago; it's a bit late to address it now."
Ye Zixun looked at her in confusion before shifting his gaze to the folder. The next moment, he opened the folder. It was truly ridiculous; he had just helped her resolve the issue with Mu Jiao'er, and now she was bringing up divorce.
Does this woman only forget about divorce when there are matters to attend to or when disasters strike?
If that is the case, he should not have dealt with Mu Jiao'er, allowing her to cling to them until Lan Baobao forgot about the divorce.
Why does she always insist on pursuing this matter?
"Baby, you want to divorce me at this time?" Ye Zixun said with a helpless smile. "I just announced everything at the press conference, and you choose this moment to want a divorce! Are you joking!?"
"We have dragged this out for too long; I don't want to prolong it any further." Over the past two years, she has thought a lot and cannot tolerate having a husband like him. "Ye Zixun, we have come this far; why not give each other a way out?"
"Do you think I am hurting you by saying this? You want to take care of Mu Jiangfeng; I don't oppose that. But how could you want a divorce? What have I done that makes you despise me so much?"
"Did you not hurt me, did you not make me feel disgusted?" Lan Baobao thought of Mu Jiao'er’s suicide, and it felt like her chest was blocked, unable to breathe. "Do you know that I have nightmares about both of these?"
"Nightmares?" Ye Zixun did not expect that what he brought her was actually nightmares. He had tried hard, but the reward he received was not what he should have gotten.
"Baby, just because I have women outside, you have nightmares? Our agreement was that you could not have any affairs or lovers, but you cannot restrict me."
"That's two different things!" Lan Baobao immediately retorted. "Yes, we do have an agreement; you can flirt outside. But afterwards, didn’t you promise me that you wouldn’t do such things again?
Every night I can dream of Mu Jiao'er’s face, often in my dreams, I hear her roar at me and then wake up scared!
If it weren't for you, these things would never have happened, and I wouldn't have to go through this! Ye Zixun, what else can you say to me? I'm already tired, very tired; I need a rest."
Ye Zixun saw her eyes, still as enchanting as ever, but now filled with so much grievance and pain.
Ye Zixun took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and rubbed his temples.
So tired; he felt so tired too.
But no matter how tired he was, he couldn’t let go of Lan Baobao.
A little release might mean never being able to get her back.
Ye Zixun licked his dry lips and said, "Baby, don’t push me too hard; let me think about it. Even if we are to divorce, it shouldn’t be now."
Lan Baobao didn’t say anything further; after all, this was a very sensitive time. Reporters were watching closely, and the police were also investigating the cause of Mu Jiao'er’s death.
He was Grandpa Ye to two children; he didn’t want to see anything happen to him either.
Her heart always had a place that was firmly occupied by Ye Zixun, a place that no one else could invade, not even Lan Baobao herself could break through.
Lan Baobao nodded and said, "I understand. I broke the contract. If you want me to compensate, I will find a way. For now, I will leave first. Take care on your way back!"
After standing up, Lan Baobao left.
After Lan Baobao left, Gu Feng miraculously appeared in front of Ye Zixun. His guess was indeed correct; these two were in a daze because of Ye Zixun, which meant everything was related to him.
The coffee shop was not very lively to begin with, and at this time in the morning, there were no other customers around. Only people like them, who had nothing to do, would be lingering in the coffee shop while everyone else was at work.
Ye Zixun's expression suddenly darkened; he knew very well how to handle this situation to avoid leaving any traces for the police to find...
Yan Momo saw the news at home and learned about Mu Jiao'er's suicide. A look of fear suddenly appeared on her fair face; she didn't know what was going on.
How could such a vain and powerful woman commit suicide? She could believe that Mu Jiao'er killed others, but how could she possibly jump into the sea to die?
Yan Momo didn't believe a word of the news about the suicide. How could someone like Mu Jiao'er, who was arrogant and domineering, choose to take her own life?
Given Ye Zixun's character, it was possible he would really do something like that.
She heard that beside Lan Baobao, there was someone named Gu Feng; that guy was also not someone to be trifled with.
Did Mu Jiao'er do something excessively wrong that provoked both of them, leading to her downfall?
Could it be that Mu Jiao'er had harmed Lan Baobao, which made Ye Zixun seek revenge for her and kill Mu Jiao'er?
Thinking about this possibility made Mu Jiao'er's face turn ugly. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that this incident was indeed instigated by Ye Zixun and Gu Feng.
She became more and more frightened as she changed into a different outfit and immediately ran to the police station.
In the morgue of the police station, Yan Momo looked at the body being pulled out from the freezer, her face suddenly turning pale. Looking at the woman lying in front of her, naked and with a pale complexion, it was indeed Mu Jiao'er.
Tears suddenly streamed down her cheeks at that moment. Did Ye Zixun really harm Mu Jiao'er? How could he do this to a woman who had been with him for so long? It was terrifying!
"Sister, are you okay?" The officer standing next to Yan Momo noticed her tears and couldn't help but express concern. "What’s done is done; don’t dwell on it too much. Was she your friend? You two don’t look like sisters!"
"Ah? Yes, we... we can be considered friends; we had some interactions in the past!"
The officer took a closer look at Yan Momo's attire.
Like Mu Jiao'er, she clearly was a woman who paid great attention to her appearance and lifestyle.
If she had interactions with Mu Jiao'er, she must also be involved in that line of work.
However, this officer did not look down upon or discriminate against these women; everyone needed to make a living. He often encountered wealthy individuals who behaved despicably.
Compared to them, he found girls like Yan Momo more likable.
"Officer," she suddenly wiped her tears away and looked up at the officer's pockmarked face, crying as she asked, "Is Mu Jiao'er's death really a suicide? Are you sure it was a suicide?"
"The current investigation shows that the possibility of suicide is quite high. It seems she may have jumped into the sea due to emotional trauma."
"Then... weren’t there only Lan Baobao and no one else who saw her commit suicide? Could it be that Lan Baobao pushed her down?"
"We also examined the evidence from that time and found no proof that Sister Lan pushed her. The evidence indicates that she jumped on her own!"
"Really?" Yan Momo did not believe it at all; it was impossible for it to be suicide. Only someone troubled by emotions would resort to that.
This was complete nonsense. A woman like Mu Jiao'er should be doing everything she could to snatch Ye Zixun away from Lan Baobao.
Just as she was feeling puzzled, a sudden phone call brought Yan Momo back to her senses. She took out her phone and walked out of the morgue, only to see that the call was from Pan Zixin.
"Hello!" She answered the call, and the signal seemed a bit poor, but it was still understandable.
"Yan Momo, where are you?" The voice on the other end was indeed Pan Zixin.
Yan Momo furrowed her brows and glanced back at the morgue before stepping outside with her phone. Since she had already seen what she needed to, there was no reason to stay.
"Oh, I'm outside handling something! Pan Zixin, what do you want?" Yan Momo shouted impatiently into the phone, feeling quite irritable. "I’m not in the mood to joke around with you today."
"What’s wrong? Just because we haven't seen each other for a while, you're treating me like this? After all the time we've spent together, this hurts me!" The mocking laughter came from the other end. "Yan Momo, I'm outside your house; hurry back."
Upon hearing this, Yan Momo immediately hung up the phone.
What could Pan Zixin possibly want at his place? Was there anything good there?
Not knowing his intentions, Yan Momo could only rush back to see what he was up to.
Pan Zixin had been increasingly troublesome lately.
Look at Lan Baobao; not only could she capture Ye Zixun, but she also managed to defeat Mu Jiao'er and ultimately drove Mu Jiao'er to commit suicide.
Just look at how capable she is.
Looking at herself again, Yan Momo felt utterly pathetic.
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became.
She had lost to Lan Baobao in everything, and her heart was simply not going to be lucky anymore!
About ten minutes before one o'clock, Yan Momo took the elevator back. As soon as she stepped out, she saw Pan Zixin leaning against the door outside. What was Pan Zixin doing? Was he really waiting for her?
Didn’t he realize how conspicuous he was? It would be embarrassing if the neighbors saw him.
"What are you doing here? Standing there like a wooden statue, aren't you afraid someone will see you? Just my gossip!" She walked up and started rummaging through her bag.
Pan Zixin's eyes flickered as he suddenly pulled Yan Momo into an embrace. It had been a long time since she had smelled that fragrance; unexpectedly, it still stirred her heart.
Pan Zixin rubbed her body forcefully, deeply inhaling the sweet scent that lingered on her.
"Get off me!" The sudden action infuriated Yan Momo, and she pushed the man holding her away. "Pan Zixin, what do you want? I warn you, don’t get handsy in front of me, or don’t blame me for being rude."
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