Mrs. Lu, do you want me to give you my life?

The weather in Beicheng, autumn is coming soon, and the weather will start to cool down as soon as the continuous autumn rain falls.

Yulan Road is located in the most luxurious area of ​​Beicheng, where every inch of land is precious. She lives alone on the entire top floor. The thick floor-to-ceiling glass isolates the hustle and bustle of the city, but the apartment is as quiet as a dead city.

The woman on the bed woke up slowly, her long eyelashes trembling a few times, the first thing she did when she opened her eyes was to subconsciously look to the side of the bed, the quilt was flat, and there was no sign of anyone having slept on it.

Lu Jinchuan didn't come back again.

In the past three months, he went home less and less frequently. Ying Xia recalled that she hadn't seen him for almost a week.

After she finished washing, she went to the living room and saw the person who was talking about it just now was sitting on the sofa, with his elbow on his lap, and a nearly burnt cigarette between his fingers. How much did you smoke.

Hearing the sound of her opening the door, he raised his head, put out his cigarette with his hand, and slowly leaned against the sofa.

"Come here." His voice was low and hoarse.

Ying Xia looked at her watch: "I'm going to be late for work soon."

The other party seemed to have heard something funny, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked. It was only a short time, and the lip line was slowly flattened again, with a serious expression.

"I have something to tell you."

She stood still, digesting the deep meaning in his words.

She called him last night, but a woman answered, and the other said: "He is asleep, please call later."

She had expected it, when she heard that the woman on the other end of the phone last night was Lu Jinchuan's first love, she had expected it.

Whether this day comes quickly or slowly, in one month it will be their three-year wedding anniversary.

Continue to procrastinate?Can it be delayed for a day?

Forget it, this kind of marriage is a kind of torture for him.

Ying Xia compromised, went to the sofa and sat down: "You talk."

Lu Jinchuan sat across from her, he seemed very disturbed, he pulled off his tie irritably, then stretched out his hand to pinch the space between his eyebrows.

Is this embarrassing for him?

The corner of Ying Xia's mouth twitched hard, he didn't need to be like this, both parties knew how this marriage came to be, you love me, he doesn't owe her anything.

Of course, except for the fact that she secretly liked him for the past few years, she still didn't want to embarrass him even after reaching this point.

Ying Xia was the first to speak: "Are you going to talk about... a divorce?"

She clearly saw that Lu Jinchuan was stunned for a moment when he heard her words, and then replied lightly.

"Ok".

"Is it related to Zhao Ruyi?" Ying Xia couldn't help asking.

After a long silence, he said, "Yes."

At this moment, Ying Xia only felt that it was difficult to breathe, and a sharp object suddenly cut down along his heart, the pain was so great that he couldn't control it.

If it weren't for the tightly clenched hands beside her, she would have betrayed herself.

Ying Xia took a deep breath, suppressed the pain, and asked him, "When will it be done?"

In fact, what she wanted to ask was not this question, she wanted to ask him, Lu Jinchuan, can he not get a divorce?Can you not abandon her?

This time she loved too humblely, and her dignity no longer allowed her to do anything that was worthless.

She knows him too well, and she has always said what she wants to do in business. Since he said something like this, it proves that he has thought very clearly and there is no room for maneuver.

"As soon as possible, I will try my best to compensate you, and I can ask for anything." Lu Jinchuan frowned.

Ying Xia saw him light a cigarette, held it in his hand but didn't smoke it.

She hates the smell of cigarettes, he knows that, all these years he has taken care of her and never smoked in front of her, now, he finally doesn't have to bear it anymore.

Ying Xia turned her face and looked out the window: "I don't have any requirements, I can do it anytime."

She took out her mobile phone and wanted to ask for leave, but her hands couldn't stop shaking, so she walked to the French window and turned her back to avoid his sight, Lu Jinchuan's unsalty voice came from behind.

"How about this, this house is left to you, and the villa in the southern suburbs is also left to you. You can live wherever you want, and besides..."

He could say such a thing.

Ying Xia didn't want to listen anymore, so she turned around and interrupted him: "I don't need any monetary compensation, I have a place to live."

Her heart throbbed with pain, she pretended to look at the time: "I'm sorry, I still have something to do today, you can let lawyer Zhang draw up the agreement and let me know."

She didn't look at his expression any more, and she felt sad when she looked at him more, so she hurriedly grabbed the bag on the sofa and walked out.

"Xia Xia..."

She didn't look back, closed the door with a "bang", and leaned against the door for a long time unable to speak.

Inside the door, Lu Jinchuan finally picked up the nearly burnt cigarette and put it in his mouth, took a deep breath, then raised his head, and exhaled a long smoke ring.

Ying Xia did have something to do today, when she took out her mobile phone to ask for leave, after a moment of hesitation in her mind, what she sent was not to ask for leave but to resign.

She didn't want to stay in that place for a moment. After going to the company to complete the resignation procedures, Aunt Sun smiled and said that the husband just left and you missed it.

Yeah, missed it.

Lu Jinchuan still didn't come back that night.

In the evening, the appointment was made two weeks earlier, and they were going back to the Lu family's old house for dinner. Ying Xia didn't want to go to such a family banquet, but they hadn't divorced yet, so such an occasion was necessary.

In the whole old house, only grandma likes her. Lu Jinchuan's parents and younger sister are deeply hostile to her.

It was she who made the move, Ying Xia's mother was an ordinary working class, and he was the most dazzling star in Beicheng.

She originally thought that marrying Lu Jinchuan would have a new home, but it turned out to be just her delusion.

It was close to five o'clock, she hesitated for a long time but still did not call him, and took a taxi to the old house alone.

He did not come back.

At the dinner table, she sat in a well-regulated manner, waiting for the routine reprimand from Lu Jinchuan's mother, Yang Manqiu.

Unexpectedly, no one said a word to her this time, not even asking why Lu Jinchuan didn't come back together.

The usual three sentences of "There are three kinds of unfilial piety, and no offspring is the greatest" disappeared, and the dinner table was surprisingly quiet, except for grandma, who had a loving face and a smile on her face, serving food for her.

"Xia Xia, eat more. You have lost weight recently. Girls don't need to pay attention to their figure. Health is the most important thing, you know?"

Ying Xia nodded and said with a smile, "Understood, grandma."

Ying Xia is not a fool, in such a situation, one can tell at a glance that, except for grandma, everyone else knows that they are going to divorce.

The meal was unusually quiet, halfway through the meal, Lu Jinchuan came back.

As he walked, he untied his tie, took off his suit and handed it to the servant, and walked straight to sit beside her.

As soon as Lu Jinchuan took the seat, the atmosphere became even more strange. His parents' attitude towards him seemed to be fearful, and there were more emotions that Ying Xia couldn't understand.

In short, it is not like the way parents and children get along, it has always been like this.

A faint smell of perfume wafted from his body and penetrated into her nose, Ying Xia frowned, and suddenly lost her appetite.

She kept poking at the half bowl of rice in the bowl, and suddenly there was an extra piece of fish in the bowl.

Ying Xia turned her head, Lu Jinchuan didn't look at her, and was eating quietly.

After ten years of acquaintance and three years of marriage, he didn't even know that she didn't like fish. She pushed the piece of fish aside, shaved the rest of the meal, and stood up.

"I'm full, you eat slowly."

The night breeze was cool, and the garden was quiet. She sat down on the cool chair and listened to the laughter coming from the house. A mocking smile could not help but appear on the corner of her mouth.

See, she's always been an outsider, never going to blend in.

"You don't need to come here again, you don't need to please anyone."

Ying Xia turned her head and saw Lu Jinchuan standing in the shadow, the cigarette in his hand was flickering on and off, only when he brought it to his mouth to take a deep breath, the light could vaguely see his eyebrows and eyes.

It seems that his addiction to smoking has become more and more serious recently.

"I'm not trying to please anyone," she said bluntly.

She once thought that after marrying him, she would please his parents, his sister, and his relatives, but no matter what she did, she would never be able to satisfy them.

After she understood that some people's hearts will never be warmed up, and some people will never like her, she gave up.

Lu Jinchuan put out his cigarette and approached her, his handsome face finally appeared in the light, just like a model in a magazine, but his expression was really not gentle.

"Let's go."

Ying Xia got up: "I'm going to get the bag."

Lu Jinchuan followed behind her: "I won't go back tonight."