The 99th Divorce

Ye Qianqian was not at home. After Shen Zhilie bandaged up his wound, he went to search all the places she would possibly go.

They included Ye Qianqian’s office, Ye Youyou’s home, and Yu Lili’s home, as well as the restaurant where they often ate their meals.

However, she was not to be found in any of these places.

It almost drove Shen Zhilie mad.

He finally received a call from Ye Qianqian. When Shen Zhilie heard her speak in a drunken slur, it did not put his heavy heart to rest. He instantly felt as if his heart was in his mouth. He was at the pinnacle of anxiety.

Shen Zhilie’s anxious voice could be heard over the phone. In Ye Qianqian’s state of drunken stupor, she merely felt overwhelmed by the waves of grievance that washed over her.

The anger, which she had suppressed in her heart for a long time, overflowed and drowned even more furiously.

Ye Qianqian let out a wail without bothering to suppress herself.

The thunderous howls came through the KTV’s phone receiver. It immediately filled and echoed throughout the entire room Shen Zhilie was in.

Upon hearing the commotion, the waiter quickly walked over to check out the situation.

Many alcohol bottles were laid out in front of Ye Qianqian. She was sprawled across the sofa. “Shen Zhilie… Shen Zhilie, you bastard!”

When Zhilie heard that, he felt that something was not quite right. He asked, “Where are you? I’ll come and find you. Don’t scare me, Qianqian. Things are not like what you imagined!”

“You mother*cker!” Ye Qianqian howled as she bawled and wiped her eyes roughly. “I must have been blind to fall for a god-damned man like you… You jerk… You asshole… You could have screwed with someone else… Boohoohoo… Why did it have to be that wretched Fang Tongtong? She is my bestie! My bestie! Burp!”

Ye Qianqian belched. Just when she was about to pick up from where she left off, she suddenly felt as if she could not catch her breath. Her entire face turned red from a stifling sensation. She vomited onto the armrest of the sofa.

“Blurgh!”

As Ye Qianqian held the receiver close to herself, the entire room, which Shen Zhilie was in, was instantly filled with the sound of her vomiting.

When Shen Zhilie heard that, he figured out the situation on the other end of the phone and dashed toward the door. He shouted, “Ye Qianqian, how much did you drink! Where are you? The bar or the restaurant?”

The only form of response he received from the other end of the phone was the sound of puking.

Shen Zhilie tweaked his ears and scratched his cheeks. When the sound of puking ceased, he called out, “Qianqian?”

Ye Qianqian had quietened down on the other end of the phone. She no longer made a single sound.

Shen Zhilie did not dare hang up the call as he walked the streets. He was completely out of his wits.

“Where on earth is she? Where could she be?”

Shen Zhilie was clueless. He could only yell out Ye Qianqian’s name over and over again and wait for her response.

Ye Qianqian did not say another word more. It was as if she had fallen asleep.

Silence.

The surroundings were eerily silent.

The painful sensation from Shen Zhilie’s hand was exceptionally stark. As Shen Zhilie looked at the wound, he could not help but think about what Fang Tongtong had said to him in the ward.

“Ye Qianqian never thought about marrying you. Did you think that she would be with you until death do you part? Don’t be so naive! Everything is merely your own wishful thinking!”

These words echoed in Shen Zhilie’s ears like a devil’s curse. He could not seem to dispel them out of his mind.

“My own wishful thinking?”

Ye Qianqian had always expressed her intentions clearly. She did not wish to get married for the time being.

“She told me yesterday and this morning that she is prepared to meet my parents and ready to go to the Capital with me…”