No divorce! Mr. Lu knelt down and coaxed him every night.

After Mr. Chu sent the letter, he lost his appetite every day and just waited for a reply.

Secretary Zhong was gone for two days.

He successfully met Mrs. Chu, who met him in the elegant little flower hall. It was late summer, and Mrs. Chu had just come out of a nap. Her clothes were a little casual and her expression was even lazier, but it was obvious that she was living a good life.

Secretary Zhong knew what was going on.

This trip was in vain.

But he still cheered himself up and dealt with Mrs. Chu.

Song Yinshuang opened the gift box, and inside was a fresh maple leaf, and a set of pigeon blood red jewelry. Just looking at the color, you can tell that it is very valuable. It will cost tens of millions. She lowered her eyes and smiled faintly: "Why did Chu Zhixia give this? Doesn't he save money to marry a wife?"

Secretary Zhong spoke frankly: "In my opinion, Mr. Chu and Miss Jing's marriage is probably over."

"That has nothing to do with me."

"I will not accept these things, nor will I go back and reconcile with him."

……

Mrs. Chu smiled even more faintly.

Secretary Zhong quickly said yes, and he handed over Mr. Chu's letter to Mrs. Chu for her to review.

Mrs. Chu took the letter.

【Yin Shuang, seeing the words is like seeing the person in person. 】

……

Until the last few words: [Zhixia's own handwriting. ]

She read Mr. Chu's love letter twice, her face slightly stunned.

She had loved Mr. Chu, and even though they were separated now, it was impossible for her to remain completely indifferent after seeing such a handwritten letter... She would think of the past to some extent.

Good and bad things, all came to my mind.

Mixed feelings.

Mrs. Chu slowly placed the letter on the walnut table, and then slowly moved it to Secretary Zhong. There were tears in her eyes, and her voice was also a little hoarse: "Take the things and the letter back to him, and just say that I don't regret my past with him, but I will not accept his future either."

She was sad and lost her composure at the end.

Secretary Zhong watched Chu Zhixia break up with Song Yinshuang, and he felt a little sad, so he gently advised: "Why not give Mr. Chu another chance? Mr. Chu has missed you day and night in the past month. Even when walking in the small garden, he pointed at the potted plants and said that they were planted by Yinshuang himself... There are too many good memories of you and Mr. Chu in H City."

Mrs. Chu stopped crying and said, "That's just his imagination!"

She refused to look back.

Secretary Zhong had no choice but to go back home.

In H City, Mr. Chu is still waiting for his news.

At night, Secretary Zhong delivered the message and returned the valuable gift to Mr. Chu. He said softly, "The madam's attitude should have no room for maneuver! Sir, you should move forward as well."

Under the crystal chandelier, Mr. Chu sat dejectedly.

After a while, he took out a snow-white cigarette and smiled sadly.

"Looking forward?"

“But I don’t know where the road is.”

……

He was really sad. He and Yinshuang had been married for many years, but in the end he still lost to a young boy.

This matter weighed on Mr. Chu's mind and turned into a disease.

At the end of the month, he fell seriously ill.

He had a high fever for three consecutive days, over 39 degrees, and it wouldn't go down no matter what he did. The doctors and nurses were very anxious. Secretary Zhong even invited Mr. Chu's fiancée Jing Jia to take care of Mr. Chu. Secretary Zhong thought that with a woman's tenderness, Mr. Chu would be able to slowly heal his wounds.

Jingjia also did her best.

She considered herself Mr. Chu's fiancée, and took care of him day and night. She also asked the media to report on the sweet love between her and Mr. Chu, and revealed that good things were about to happen.

During the day, she deals with the media.

It was only at night that she had time to take care of the sick Mr. Chu.

Mr. Chu was lying on the hospital bed, having constant dreams. In his dreams, he was having wonderful times with Mrs. Chu...especially their wedding day, when the white doves in the church flapped their wings and landed on Yinshuang's shoulder.

Whiter than snow.

Mr. Chu was filled with grief, and he kept mumbling his lover's name.

【Singing about frost.】

[Yin Shuang, Yin Shuang...]

……

On the side, Jing Jia was wiping Mr. Chu's sweat and leaned in to listen.

He is muttering his ex-wife's name.

Jing Jia was really angry and didn't bother pretending so she threw the towel in her hand at Mr. Chu's face and immediately started to explode: "Chu Zhixia you bastard."

Mr. Chu heard the scolding and thought it was from Song Yinshuang.

He caught the woman, hugged her tightly in his arms, closed his eyes and called out affectionately: "Yinshuang Yinshuang, you came back to see me, didn't you? You still can't bear to ignore me, right? I still rank first in your heart, right?"

"Yinshuang, I am the same."

"No matter how many women I have had, no matter how young and beautiful they were, they are never as gentle and affectionate as you... Yinshuang, come back to me!"

……

Mr. Chu held the woman's face and kissed her wildly.

When the kiss became passionate, he opened his eyes.

But the person in front of him was not Song Yinshuang, but Jing Jia, his current woman, with a cold face.

Mr. Chu suddenly became deflated and fell onto the snow-white pillow.

He decided to confront Jingjia.

He wanted to completely break off his engagement with Jing Jia, and then he wanted to go north to personally get his Mrs. Chu back... He didn't want to wait even a second longer.

He has had enough of the pain of love!