New Year's Special: Desk Couple Parallel Universe

power are immeasurable, how smart she is!In the conference room, Mrs. Wu was so angry that she trembled."What do we do Are we just going to swallow this injustice and end up with an extra child who d...As Ting Lan watched Zhuo Yu'an's resolute figure disappear, she returned to her car and placed the divorce certificate on the steering wheel. She looked at it again and again, remembering all their past moments. There was only regret, even heartache, in her heart. The emotions she had been suppressing suddenly broke free, and she wept uncontrollably inside the car, almost suffocating from grief. In the end, the only sensation left in her body was pain, a searing, all-consuming ache. Getting divorced felt like having her muscles torn apart, her skin stripped away, and her very bones removed.

The setting sun cast a golden glow across the car window, but she didn't know where her path lay.

When all hope was lost, the passenger car door suddenly opened. It was Zhuo Yu'an, who had just resolutely decided to leave, returning.

Tinglan's eyes were red and swollen from crying, stinging with pain. She clutched the divorce certificate tightly in her hand, staring at him blankly.

Zuo Yu'an got into the car, his gaze fell on the divorce certificate in her hand. He took it directly, tore it in half in front of her, and threw it into the small trash can at his feet.

"What are you doing" Tinglan's voice was hoarse. It was too late to take it back, he hastily bent down, trying to pick up the divorce certificate from the trash can, but his whole body fell into a strong embrace.

Zhuo Yu'an held her tightly and kissed her forehead: "Don't cry, we won't divorce!"

Tinglan stiffened in his arms, for she had cried so hard just now that her breath was coming in short gasps.

Zuo Yu'an gently patted her back to help her catch her breath, and said softly:

"The person I married after so much effort, how could I bear to divorce"

The tone is so gentle, it's completely different from how they were when leaving the Civil Affairs Bureau earlier.

Listening Lan's mind was a bit blank, she just kept thinking about the divorce certificate that he had torn up just now. Instinctively, she said: "Tearing it up doesn't change the fact that we are divorced."

"Our divorce is fake!"

"Divorce for real" Tinglan was shocked, looking at him with confusion. Her eyes and nose were both red and puffy, her breath still hitching after a moment like a hiccup. She was pulled back into Zhuo Yuyan's embrace, where he continued to gently pat her back.

I'm just returning the favor. She set a trap to get you divorced, so I'm playing her own game.

Zuo Yu'an would never agree to a real divorce.

So he's been playing nice, making it look like a real divorce to fool Cheng Zhimin's spy. As he said, how could he possibly divorce the woman he finally got back How could he bear to hurt her

"Tinglan, can you trust me one more time I will definitely handle this well. It just needs you to bear with me for a while."

"Why didn't you say so earlier"

"I was afraid you wouldn't be able to act well and expose yourself."

Tinglan, after hearing his plan, hiccuped even harder. She forgot about her sadness and only felt embarrassed. She buried her head in his arms, refusing to lift it up.

This action felt familiar, as if it had happened a long, long time ago. She also seemed to remember being held like this by him because of hiccups, and being soothed by his gentle pats on the back. It was the throbbing sensation of youth.

"Honey, I want some Coca-Cola!" Tinglan suddenly said, looking up from his arms.

Zuo Yu'an's heart skipped a beat, his thoughts instantly drawn back to those bitter times of unrequited love, and that sweet weekend movie.

"Do you remember"

"I may have fallen in love with you sooner than I realized." Tinglan admitted.

Her one sentence dissolved all the bitterness of his youth. He was speechless, able only to hold her tightly in his arms and kiss her. Only such direct intimacy could soothe the emotions surging within him.

Zhuo Yuyan had already made preparations, settling Ting Lan in another city not far from Senzhou. When he sent her there, he felt a pang of both heartache and reluctance.

"I'm sorry, you'll have to stay here for a while until I sort everything out. Then I'll take you back."

"Okay."

Zhuo Yu'an took a few steps, and Tinglan suddenly called him back, wrapping her arms around his waist and leaning against his back:

"Honey, I'm sorry about before. I should have trusted you. We're husband and wife, we should weather the storm together, face all the ups and downs of life, instead of just thinking about escaping."

When they came out of the Civil Affairs Bureau after finalizing their divorce, Lan was crying so hard in the car that she felt like she couldn't breathe. At that moment, she regretted it. As they reached the end of the road, she suddenly had an epiphany.

"Don't worry, go and do your thing. I'll be here waiting for you patiently."

"That's it, how can I possibly walk away now" Zhuo Yu'an was deeply moved. She finally understood him, and he finally understood her. Turning around, he scooped her up in his arms and walked back.

In the days that followed, Tinglan lived a life of pampering and comfort, like a full-time housewife eagerly awaiting her husband's return every day. When Zhuo Yu'an came back, she devoted herself to being by his side; when he was too busy to come home, she would read and study, preparing to take the postgraduate entrance exam for working professionals and make up for her academic shortcomings, always ready to return to the workforce in the future.

"Won't you be bored" Zhuo Yu'an was always worried that she would not be happy staying alone like this.

"I'm not bored, I really enjoy my life now. You know, after I grew up, I have never been as at ease as I am now. When I was in college, I was studying and working hard at the same time; after graduation, my mother got sick, so I had to work and save money to take care of her. I've always been running with life, but now I can stop and do what I want to do, and I'm very happy."

With love in your heart and hope for the future, how could life ever be boring

"I'm sorry, I know you've been working hard. Many things that were missed are gone and can't be made up for, but at least they still have a long future ahead of them."

When it was time for bed, Zhuo Yu'an possessed her and kissed her passionately. In the heat of the moment, he reached out to untie the delicate straps of her nightgown. Ting Lan giggled and stopped him.

“Wait a moment.”

"Hm" he replied, his voice a low murmur, without stopping. He continued to nibble at her neck and collarbone.

Tinglan smiled and held his face: Wait!

Only then did Zhuo Yu'an have to stop, leaning down to look at her, his eyes filled with desire.

Ting Lan turned over and took out a short, white plastic stick from the drawer beside her, handing it to him without saying a word.

"What" He picked it up absentmindedly, a bit exasperated at being interrupted at such a crucial moment.

"Take a look yourself."

Zuo Yu an was initially clueless. Then, seeing the two red levers inside the white plastic stick, he froze. He glanced at Ting Lan, then back at the pregnancy test stick, and finally back at Ting Lan again. His expression was a mixture of surprise, shock, and disbelief.

Tinglan didn't say anything, just nodded affirmatively.

Zhuo Yu'an was completely speechless, even at a loss. After a long while, he sat back beside Ting Lan, carefully smoothing the loose strap of her sleep shirt from her shoulder. Then he lay down and hugged her from behind, his hands tightly clasped with hers over her abdomen. He didn't speak throughout the entire time.

After a while, Tinglan felt the man behind her trembling slightly. His face was buried in her neck, and a hot drop of liquid slid down.

Tinglan wanted to turn back to him, but he held her tightly, preventing her from moving. A hoarse voice murmured in her ear, repeating over and over...

"Tinglan, I love you."was methodical and determined to succeed.Is it embarrassing to chase after menWhat's there to be ashamed ofRegardless of whether he was the only man she could see, or whether he was Han Chaoying's bio...