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He said she was a pitiful girl who agreed to help others in order to pay off her father's debts. She dropped out of school at a young age and couldn't find a decent job, so she had to work in a bar, often facing harassment.
"I met her at the bar that day; she was being forced to drink. She's so young and should have a better life, Hui Hui. I just felt sorry for her."
Is that really the case?
The suspicion lies in the fact that Jiang Fan rarely goes to bars. Yet, after Yang Fang was sent to his room, he encountered her again at the bar. Was it truly a coincidence, or did Jiang Fan deliberately seek her out?
It's quite intriguing.
But I didn't delve deeper; I merely nodded.
"Fire her and find her another job."
Jiang Fan agreed without hesitation. He claimed he would no longer have any contact with Yang Fang and promised he wouldn't betray me.
I believed him.
Little did I know, he not only kept Yang Fang in a villa but also opened a shop for her—a dessert shop.
With that one sentence, the atmosphere in the room instantly turned cold. Jiang Fan's expression gradually shifted to indifference.
"Did you investigate me?"
He frowned and said, "Ma Hui, that girl has it tough enough already; what you're doing isn't right."
I sighed helplessly, "Jiang Fan, you're losing your focus."
Concern leads to confusion.
“If not, you should understand that I wouldn’t do this unless I discovered something.”
I opened my phone and played the surveillance video in front of him.
“It’s not hard to guess some things. If she can drive your car, she can certainly stay in your house. Where is she working now?”
Jiang Fan didn’t look at the video; he just lowered his head, staring at the ground.
After a long while, he finally let out a deep sigh.
“Whether you believe it or not, I didn’t cheat on you, nor did I betray you.”
“I just feel sorry for her. She’s constantly harassed by debt collectors where she lives, and she has nowhere to go.”
“She deserves a good job instead of making money by selling herself. Hui Hui, these things might not mean much to us, but for her, they could change her life forever.”
I didn’t want to hear him continue. I interrupted him directly:
“Do you like her?”
Jiang Fan looked at me, disappointment evident in his eyes.
“Is that all you think there is between men and women? Ma Hui, I’m innocent with her; you can’t just spread rumors about a girl.”
His words left me stunned.
I never imagined he would say something so… shameless.
I always thought he was smart.
The advantage of being smart is being able to communicate.
We understood each other’s meanings without needing words, effortlessly in sync.
But when did Jiang Fan become someone I no longer recognized?
His reaction didn’t meet my expectations.
This would make things difficult moving forward.
But the arrow is already on the string, and it must be released.
I cannot allow myself and my child to fall into a too difficult situation.
So, I decisively spoke up:
"Jiang Fan, let's get a divorce! You can think it over, and when you're ready to discuss the details, we can talk."
I had long understood that divorce was a complicated matter.
Unless both parties wanted to separate, it would turn into a prolonged battle.
With Jiang Fan, I had never sensed any desire for divorce from him.
That was until Yang Fang appeared.
It was the first time I saw him care so much about a girl other than me.
Given his personality, he was either infatuated or on the verge of being infatuated.
So I directly suggested that he let Yang Fang go.
I thought he would refuse.
To my surprise, he agreed.
Had I misjudged him?
Half a month ago, friends came over for a visit, and they were chatting in the study.
Someone jokingly asked Jiang Fan:
"They say marriage is the grave of love; do you feel the same?"
Jiang Fan smiled and replied:
"Indeed!"
"Oh?" A friend seemed a bit surprised. "What’s wrong, feeling itchy?"
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