After watching Qian leaving, the colleagues left in twos and threes. Wei Yiyi did not pack up her documents and head downstairs unhurriedly until they left.

"Get in the car. I'll drive you home." As soon as she left the office building, a black Maybach was pulled up in front of Wei Yiyi out of a sudden, as if it had been premeditated.

Wei Yiyi frowned and looked at Lin Tianyuan's calm expression through the car window. Without any hesitation, she refused directly, "no need. I have a car."

"But your car is parked at home." Lin Tianyuan pointed out the problem, stunning Wei Yiyi.

Lin Tianyuan smiled and looked at the speechless Wei Yiyi with satisfaction. He suddenly opened the car door and grabbed her hand to sit her on the passenger seat.

He was holding the slender and fair hand in his palm. Wei Yiyi struggled in displeasure. She pulled her hand out from his clench abruptly, but Lin Tianyuan took the opportunity to buckle up her seatbelt.

"At least we're relatives. There's no need to refuse my sending you home." Lin Tianyuan closed the door and sat back in the driver's seat. He didn't forget to lock the safety lock.

"As you said, we won't be relatives any longer." Wei Yiyi finally compromised and sat down, pouting angrily.

Looking sideways, Lin Tianyuan could not help but smile at her puffy cheeks. He reached out and almost pinched her face, which was as white as porcelain.

He stopped in time. Lin Tianyuan managed to suppress the flames in his heart. His fingers became white and the joints of his hands were even scarier.

"Sit tight. It's time to go." He coughed awkwardly and his voice was slightly hoarse.

Wei Yiyi said nothing as if she was angry with him. The atmosphere in the car was very gloomy along the way.

The villa brought for Wei Yi and Lin Xiangzhe's wedding was located in the western suburbs. Even if there was no traffic jam, it would take half an hour to drive.

The car slowly pulled up at the entrance of the villa, and Wei Yiyi felt nervous suddenly.

"Thank you for driving me back." Wei Yiyi unfastened her seatbelt and her polite voice trembled severely, "then, I'm going back now."

Bye.

The moment her hand touched the handlebar, the man behind her called her name softly, "Wei Yiyi."

"Ah?" Wei Yiyi subconsciously turned her head and met those seemingly bottomless eyes.

Lin Tianyuan's throat was so dry and hoarse that he opened his thin lips slightly and kept back the words that he intended to say. He shook his head and his expression returned to indifference as usual, "it'll be alright. Go to work earlier in the afternoon... We haven't settled the contract yet."

Wei Yiyi laughed, turned around and waved her hand as she entered the door.

For a moment, he was in a daze. He looked up at Wei Yiyi's back and did not start the engine...

It was exactly 12 o' clock then. The sunlight was just fine, but the curtains in the villa were all closed, and the lights were not turned on. The villa was like the deep sea in total darkness.

When she entered the living room, a strong smell of tobacco wafted towards her. Wei Yiyi fanned with her hand in front of her nose, being confused by the situation of her home.

"Is anyone here?" Wei Yiyi called out tentatively, "Lin Xiangzhe, are you there?"

There was no one to respond, as if she was the only one in the huge villa.

Wei Yiyi heaved a sigh of relief. Well, then she didn't have to confront Lin Xiangzhe anymore.

She slowly took off her high heels and walked barefoot to the window. "Swish!" She pulled open the airtight piece of cloth; the sunlight swayed and shone on her face.

Satisfied, Wei Yiyi turned around and the smile on her face suddenly froze.

"Lin Xiangzhe, why didn't you respond to me just now?"

The man was still wearing the same shirt he was wearing yesterday while leaning against the sofa. A strong sense of gloom was shown in his eyes.

Lin Xiangzhe asked impatiently with an aura of gloom, "where have you been these two days?"

"Work." She sat across from Lin Xiangzhe and felt wasteful with every word she said.

Lin Xiangzhe frowned and stood up from the sofa. He walked to Wei Yiyi, grabbed her face with his large palm, lifted her chin, and leaned his head over to her face. The heat of his breath was spurted on her fair face.

His tone was as cold as ever, "what? Wei Yiyi, once I speak to you gently, you dare d be bold?"

Without any difficulty, she could detect the disdain and irritation in his words.

Wei Yiyi looked up and carefully looked at the man she once loved.

It had been a long time since she took a serious look at the man in front of her. He was in a linen shirt and a pair of white suit pants with his sleeves rolled up. He looked childish as before.

But the feeling back then...

She could not find it anymore.

Perhaps it was Wei Yiyi's gaze angering Lin Xiangzhe, he deliberately pinched Wei Yiyi's chin even harder, and his tone sounded very unhappy, "Wei Yiyi, I'm asking you."

The harder he pinched, the further her pain reached. Her nerves started to ache, causing Wei Yiyi unconsciously bite her lips.

If it had been in the past, Wei Yiyi would subconsciously admit her mistake, but now, she wouldn't.

"It doesn't matter, Lin Xiangzhe. You saw the message, didn't you? I agree to divorce." She took a deep breath, stared into his blood-red eyes and uttered word by word.

Lin Xiangzhe clenched his fists and a dark look flashed in his eyes. He let go of Wei Yiyi's chin and squinted his eyes habitually to size her up. He suddenly raised his hand and lit a cigarette.

Wei Yiyi, you were still crying and refusing to divorce yesterday. Why did you suddenly figure it out? Or did you hook up with another man outside? Or, maybe the man you slept with on our wedding night is back?"

"Lin Xiangzhe..." Wei Yiyi couldn't stand such insults so she growled and hit Lin Xiangzhe's arm. Her voice became sharp and her once docile appearance completely became unapproachable, just like a hedgehog, "I will divorce you! Get out of here! I don't want to see you again."

"Get out!"

Lin Xiangzhe kept mentioning the wedding night a year ago from time to time. His words were like a sharp dagger stabbing at the most sensitive and untouchable scar in Wei Yiyi's heart, piercing all her sadness and forbearance. If she could choose what happened back then, she would not let that happen again even if she needed to die... However, it was clearly not her fault, so why would Lin Xiangzhe keep blaming her?

"Get out?" Lin xiangzhe gave a cold smile and pulled Wei Yiyi's hands into his embrace. Then, he held her back and leaned over Wei Yiyi's body to block her on the sofa. "Wei Yiyi, I'm telling you, I won't have the divorce. Don't even think about leaving my sight until I'm tired of playing with you!" As Lin Xiangzhe spoke, he lowered his body, not giving Wei Yiyi any space to move.

During these actions, Wei Yiyi was completely disposed by him. Her head was hit on the corner of the table, and drops of blood began to shed. Lin Xiangzhe did not notice that, but still pressing Wei Yiyi with his knees between her legs to keep her under his body at his own will.