559: Signing

Signing

Ye Xin was perplexed, and her mind was in a mess. She could not figure out the identity of the woman in front of her. She was almost certain the woman was Yang Li. Although they looked different, the feeling they gave off was familiar. Moreover, apart from Yang Li, who else would know about those things from the time when she was in the entertainment industry?1

However, at the same time, it did not make sense that the woman was Yang Li. Back then, her brother had told her with absolute certainty that Yang Li had already been dealt with.

Ye Xin was bewildered as her thoughts ran wild in her mind.

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Lawyer Yang, who represented Liang Zhou, met Mu Qing and handed the divorce agreement to Mu Qing.

Mu Qing asked frostily, "Why is she so anxious? She can't even wait? Is she so anxious to distance herself from me because she thinks I won't recover from this?"

Lawyer Yang did not respond to Mu Qing's questions. Instead, he said, "Mr. Mu, please look at the terms. If you have any objections, we can change them immediately."

Mu Qing sneered. "I don't agree to the divorce."

Lawyer Yang was not flustered. He slowly said, "Ms. Liang said that if you don't agree to the divorce now, we'll just go through the entire legal procedure. She has made up her mind. She also asked me to ask if you still remember the Liang Zhou from 25 years ago? She said that she had wasted 25 years of her life, and she wants to return to the past Liang Zhou."

Mu Qing fell silent. The Liang Zhou from 25 years ago was extremely charming. She was lively and capricious; she was like a red rose in full bloom under the scorching sun. He was absolutely attracted to her at that time.

At that time, she had asked him if he could love her for the rest of her life? If he could not, then she wanted him to stay away from her. If he insisted on being with her, she had reminded him that she was not Liang Zhen. If he betrayed her, she would make him regret it for the rest of his life. At that time, he felt that a woman who could say such harsh words was just bluffing and was inwardly a romantic. In his mind, only women who were truly in love could say such words. As a man who had been with many women, it was too easy for him to casually promise her that he would love her and her alone for the rest of his life.

It was only at this moment that Mu Qing truly understood that Liang Zhou's harsh words from back then were not just casual words. She had truly dealt him a fatal blow for betraying her. She had shown him with her actions that she had meant her words from back then.

Twenty years of meticulous planning were ruined thanks to two women. Mu Qing had been unwilling to dwell too deeply about this.

However, at this moment, he wondered when did Liang Zhou start to change? Was it when she stopped asking about his whereabouts, prayed for him all the time, and had no desire for him? Was it the time when he thought that he had finally managed to tame her and mold her into a sensible woman? Was it that time that she began to retaliate and scheme against him?

Mu Qing did not dare to think if his mother was behind Liang Zhou's change as well.

He and his mother had a very strange mother-and-son relationship. His mother would not hesitate to sacrifice herself for the Mu family. She could even sacrifice herself for her grandson and granddaughter-in-law. The only person she could not even sacrifice a single thing for was her son. It was really sad.

Mu Qing closed his eyes briefly as he said, "I'll sign it, but I want to see her. Tell her that I'll sign it immediately if she comes to see me."

Lawyer Yang looked at the man who still looked elegant despite being in prison. He did not speak the thoughts in his mind. Instead, he said, "Alright, I'll convey your message to Ms. Liang."

Mu Qing slowly exhaled as he looked at Lawyer Yang's retreating back. He reached up and stroked his hair that had been buzzed short as a cold smile appeared on his face. "Liang Zhou, let's fight to the death. How can our matters be settled so easily? You owe me!"    

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