Chapter 411: Letting You Have Your Way

visible corset lines. The jeans made her legs look long, giving her a youthful appearance.Gu Ruandong suddenly had a craving for cigarettes at this moment, and he wanted to smoke a bit. His resting ro...Fu Shenyi followed her all the way out and finally stopped her at the entrance of the residential complex. It was March, a time when spring was just beginning, and she was going out with bare legs, wearing slippers, and only a scarf around her body. Anyone passing by would probably call the police if they saw her like this.

"Come back with me first, let's talk this over properly." He held her hand tightly, a headache starting to form. She was usually so understanding, but when she got angry, there was nothing he could do.

"What's there to talk about, I'll let you two have it."

"Lin Zhi, can you explain things logically Why won't you listen to me and just imagine it yourself Or have you already wanted a divorce Is this just an excuse"

Lin Zhizhen roared, "I gave you a chance. I repeatedly asked you where you were going on a business trip You lied to me and said it was another city. I called you every night, and you just chatted for a few sentences before hanging up. And there was Qiao Zhen's voice, do you think I'm an idiot, can't I tell"

Fu Shenyi: "Yes, I didn't tell you before. First, Qiao Zhen didn't want others to know about her illness. She doesn't have much time left, so we let her keep her dignity. Second, I was afraid that you would overthink it like you are now. I wanted to find a chance to talk to you properly."

Lin Zhifan couldn't hear anything else, only the first sentence of his words: "So I became someone else, and you guys are a family now!"

"Lin Zhiyao, please don't be unreasonable, okay She's just a patient now, she doesn't have much time left." Fu Shanyi and Qiao Zhen had also been married once, though they never loved each other, and eventually ended their marriage out of weariness. However, thinking about the woman lying on the sickbed, emaciated as a stick figure, and the daughter who cried every day, he couldn't bear to see it.

"Sympathize with her" Lin Zhifei hit the nail on the head and then said even more coldly, "I finally understand what my mother said. Why can't I marry a divorced man. It's too much of a hassle!"

Her words were harsh, and even in her anger, there was no empathy, no concern for whether Qiao Zhen's illness was real or not. She thought it was all a lie.

Then, she saw the disappointment in Fu Shen Yi's eyes that he could no longer hide. Although he didn't say it out loud, it was written clearly: "I didn't expect you to be this kind of person."

Lin Zhiyao's heart felt an unprecedented pain for the first time.

His voice turned cold: "Go back, I'm leaving."

And then, without another glance back, he turned and left the residential complex where she lived. Lin Zhifan almost ran after him, wanting to say that she hadn't meant it that way, that she hadn't disliked him for being divorced.

But seeing his resolute back as he left, I finally held back. Divorce is divorce, it's not a big deal.

Shū Tīnglàn didn't expect that Lin Zhīfēi and his wife's quarrel would affect her. Because Fù Shèn yì took a month-long vacation to Huá'ān City, many of his works had to be temporarily handled by Zhuó Yǔ'ān, so when Shū Tīnglàn was discharged from the hospital, he was too busy to come, and only Lin Zhīfēi came to pick her up.

Lin Zhixuan is still dressed like a fairy, coming to the hospital happily and cheerfully, completely unlike her previous distraught self. She's still as always: "For men, things worth dying for are enough after one time. Sister has plenty of good years left to enjoy."

Shu Tinglan remained noncommittal: "If you're happy, that's all that matters."

She now had no trace of the injury on her forehead, and her concussion had fully healed. Lin Zhixuan originally wanted to send her home, but as soon as they stepped out of the hospital, she had already adjusted the phone navigation and handed it to him.

"Go to the Thunderstorm Club."

"Don't you think that's a bit too reckless You just got out of the hospital, and you're going straight there Aren't you afraid of getting hurt again" Lin Zhichen didn't want to go with her. If anything happened again, Zhuo Yu'an would kill her for sure.

"Go ahead, last time was an accident." The people from the Wind and Thunder Club, if they really wanted to fight, last time she and Lao Ding were outnumbered and no one could escape. But they just shoved and intimidated her for a bit.

"Alright, I'll die with you."

Shu Tinglan was also in a hurry. Without the high medical expenses settled, she and Lao Ding wouldn't feel at ease. Although Lao Ding didn't say it explicitly, he always asked her when she would be back from her business trip, his tone anxious. So she also wanted to resolve it as soon as possible.

With Lin Zhe present, she felt confident. Lin Zhe had strong interpersonal skills; wherever she was, even the most tense atmosphere could instantly ease up.

Shu Tinglan stood solemnly by, waiting for the person in charge of Feng Lei. Lin Zhicun had already started chatting with the club members, earnestly and admiringly asking the training coaches for advice.

“What are you practicing”

"Arm strength."

"Arm strength You need arm strength for racing"

"Not enough arm strength, how to control the steering wheel when turning"

"Oh, wow, that's amazing. Can I try on your helmet It looks so cool."

The little brother didn't say anything, he took the helmet down from the shelf and handed it to her.

She took it, fiddled with it for ages, but still couldn't figure out how to wear it.

"Could you help me put this on"

The little brother obediently helped her put it on.

But in less than a second, Lin Zhifei suddenly took off her helmet and secretly turned back to catch her breath. Her face was flushed red. Such a handsome helmet, how could it be so smelly inside It almost suffocated her.

Shu Tinglan, who was standing nearby, watched with a smile, thinking to himself, "Serves you right for going around flirting with all those young men."

Lin Zhiyao handed the helmet to the younger brother and didn't forget to add another compliment: "You're both handsome and cool, keep practicing! I hope that one day I can see you on the international stage."

On the other side, Feng Lei's head arrived late. Seeing Shu Tinglan, he looked helpless.

“Mr. Shu, if you want to go through legal proceedings, be my guest. I'm always ready. Just please leave me alone.” Recently, Old Ding has been showing up every day to ask for medical expenses for Xiao Gao. It's driving him crazy.

I won't pay, you threatening me with sponsors is useless, the money is already in my pocket.

Shu Tinglan smiled and didn't mention Lao Ding and Xiao Gao at all. Smiling, she said, "Well, I came today for something else."

"Is there anything else" the head honcho asked, rubbing his temples.

Here is this week's hospital bill and medical report detailing my injuries.

"What does it have to do with me if you're hospitalized"

"What happened at your Thunderstorm Club, it was your Thunderstorm employees who pushed me and rammed me into your Thunderstorm gym equipment. I can sue you for intentional injury, there's video evidence."

She came with Lao Ding that day and kept the camera recording, syncing it up to the computer at home. That was just in case something happened.

The person in charge looked gloomy. He dared to bully Lao Ding and Xiao Gao because they didn't understand the law and had no one like Yi Muyang to back them up, so he was arrogant. But facing lawyers, especially after hurting a lawyer, he wasn't arrogant anymore. He knew these lawyers were like stubborn dog skin plasters; you couldn't get rid of them once they stuck on.

So, with a peace-making attitude, he took the receipt from her hand and was about to pay for her. It's just a mild concussion, right How much could it possibly costt. The sound of the car door slamming also brought her back to her senses.This isn't like her, she's not mentally sound like this and letting herself be manipulated so easily. That's definitely not he...