The sun shone into the bedroom bit by bit—
"You're awake?"
The man's cold and distant voice made her heart tremble.
Su slowly raised his head and stared blankly at the man standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.
"Since you're awake... Here's your living expenses for this month."
The man raised his arm slightly and threw over a limited edition black card. His eyes were full of coldness.
The edges scratched Su Ran's delicate skin. She was stunned and suddenly chuckled. "Honey, you are really generous to me."
This was a card that was commonly used in the world and had no upper limit. In order to shut her mouth, Nan Xinzhe really put in a lot of effort.
"But if I were pregnant, wouldn't you give me more?"
Su Ran's long hair fluttered about in a charming manner. With a smile on his face, he began to calmly negotiate.
"Ha..." The man approached her step by step. He leaned over slightly, hooked her chin, and looked straight into her watery eyes. "Su Ran, do you think... you are worthy of having my child?"
There was a sense of danger in his cold voice.
Su suddenly clenched the card tightly. He hugged the blanket as if he didn't care, but there was clearly a hint of pain hidden within his eyes.
In Nan Xinzhe's eyes, she could only be a high-ranked prostitute at most.
The woman who died seven years ago was the cinnabar mole on his heart!
"Su Ran, remember your identity clearly." Nan Fang Zhe furrowed his brows and his fierce eyes narrowed. It was obvious that he was restraining something.
She blinked her eyes as if it was a pity, and her tone was as tired as water. "Honey, I was just joking. We haven't had enough of each other's world. How could I want a child?"
Nan Xinzhe snorted and suddenly loosened his grip. "Tsk, tsk. Even if he's pregnant... he'll only end up with one outcome."
Which one?
The meaning was self-evident.
Su Ran's smile was still hanging on her lips, so stiff that she didn't move at all.
She could only watch as the man left the bedroom with large strides, as if he would be stained with blood if he stayed any longer, leaving her in a mess.
Su suddenly clenched his teeth, but he struggled to get up from the bed.
Her fingers were trembling. After a long while, she took out a stack of thin paper from the bedside cabinet. Because she had exerted too much strength, her fingertips were all white.
The few large words on the divorce agreement were especially eye-catching. Su Ran's note had long been signed, and it was clear that he had already prepared for this for a long time.
...
On the other side—
The top of the luxurious Skyscraping Building seemed to be the top of the pyramid. The sun shone on the album on the desk.
The photo was a little yellow. The appearance of the woman on it was extremely similar to Su Ran's, but her temperament was completely different.
The woman's smile was so shy that she pressed her lips together. Her black straight hair reached her shoulders, unlike Su Ran's gorgeous smile that always bloomed. It was dyed with light brown long wavy hair that could separate the two of them with a single glance.
Nan Xinzhe glanced at the glass album and his gaze seemed to soften a little. "Wanwan..."
"Brother Nan!"
All of a sudden, a gentle voice like that of a girl next door sounded, and the heavy smell of perfume came over. Nan Zhizhe frowned and withdrew his hand as if he was restraining himself.