As Si Mingchen drifted off to sleep, Wen Zhi quietly got up and began to pack his bags.

His mind was in turmoil and he didn’t want to stay here for a second, but when he was halfway through packing his bags, he stopped in his tracks.

He was an adult now, an adult who should be responsible for his own actions and not behave like a high school student.

He was currently recording a program, and leaving abruptly would be irresponsible to the audience, the production team, and all his collaborators.

With a soft sigh, Wen Zhi sat down on the cold floor and looked back at Si Mingchen’s sleeping form.

On the bedside table, there were medicine bottles. Wen Zhi quietly put on his coat and went over to take a look. When he saw that they were just ordinary painkillers, he breathed a slight sigh of relief.

He felt suffocated at the moment and wanted to go out alone.

Soon, he quietly left the door with a little melon in his arms.

The temperature outside was low, and a gust of wind carried the remnants of winter’s desolation. Wen Zhi walked slowly, step by step, with his mind replaying the words Sang Qi had said to him.

Perhaps it was the cooler weather that calmed him down.

No matter how credible Sang Qi’s words were, even if they were 99 percent, he still felt that Si Si treated him well. That kind of care didn’t seem like an act.

Just now, in the midst of their cold war, Si Mingchen still covered him with a blanket, even neatly tucking in his feet.

If someone told him that all these actions were just for show, he wouldn’t believe it.

Upon careful consideration, he had only been with Si Mingchen for a month, but with the foundation of their four-year marriage, he firmly believed in Si Mingchen’s good character.

He did not think that Si Mingchen would do anything ungrateful or heartless.

However, his father’s words were the same as Sang Qi’s.

There was either a misunderstanding or someone was lying.

Wen Zhi hugged the little melon and found that it was getting darker and darker around him. Was he really just a doting husband who always spoke up for Si Mingchen? Would his father think it would have been better to have given birth to Char siu instead of him?

Unconsciously, Wen Zhi had already walked a long way.

He was scared to go any further, so he decided to go back to bed with his little melon in his arms.

He could understand the matter of the Wen family for the time being. But it was the matter of Jiang Chengshu that was a thorn in his heart.

The engagement was real, so what was fake?

Si Mingchen clearly told him that his heart belonged to only him. Thinking of Jiang Chengshu, his heart seemed to resonate, and that familiar sourness gradually surged.

Wen Zhi found it strange. Had he been heartbroken because of Jiang Chengshu in the past?

Wen Zhi looked up at the desolate moon, hoping that Sang Qi and the others had misunderstood, and that Si Mingchen and Jiang Chengshu were just very good friends, nothing more.

But with those two rings as proof, it was impossible to lie.

Looking at his bare ring finger, Wen Zhi was sad and jealous.

In the four years they had been married, it seemed that Si Mingchen had never given him a diamond ring.

Otherwise, he would have cherished it and worn it every day.

With that thought, Wen Zhi’s tears fell on the little melon.

It seemed that there was nothing he could do to explain for Si Mingchen anymore.

Unique rings, meant to be given to someone special.

Unfortunately, that special person wasn’t him.

The sadness this brought him was far greater than anything else. Unconsciously, a tragic story unfolded in Wen Zhi’s mind.

He is the main character in the novel who is being abused and abused by the scum, while Si Mingchen is the main character who has the white moonlight and still refuses to let go of him.

“What’s so good about Jiang Chengshu? If you like him, why did you marry me?”

Wen Zhi wiped his tears on little melon.bThe more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he became: “If you like someone else, you can like them, I’m not going to be a backup.”

“After the divorce, I will find a handsome and rich husband who will only love me.”

“He’ll be more handsome than you, gentler than you, and more powerful than you.”

“You aren’t good enough, I still haven’t started to dislike you.”

“Who do you want to go to?”

In the dark night, a familiar deep voice suddenly sounded.

Wen Zhi turned abruptly and was then draped with a warm coat.

Si Mingchen, however, was dressed rather thinly, with only a black jumper with a high collar and simple casual pants underneath.

Si Mingchen was relatively lightly dressed, wearing only a high-necked black sweater and simple casual pants.

Tears began to well up in Wen Zhi’s eyes. “I’ll find a handsome and rich husband who will only love me, and divorce you.”

Si Mingchen looked at him, his eyes reddened. “If you want to divorce me, give me a reason.”

Wen Zhi held back his tears: “Someone told me that I was actually a substitute, that you had been engaged to Jiang Chengshu since you were a child, and the white moonlight in your heart was not me at all, but Jiang Chengshu.”

After saying this, Wen Zhi cried, his tears flowing endlessly, without any dignity left. The entire alley was filled with his mournful cries.

Si Mingchen said in a dull voice, “Is there any other reason?”

Wen Zhi continued, “Yes. You even bought a pair of diamond rings together with Jiang Chengshu, and they are still on the official website of the brand.”

Si Mingchen continued, “Is there more? Say it all at once!

Wen Zhi’s tears flowed continuously and he complained, “They say that our Wen family has been used by you. You cross the river and destroy the bridge, and then you have unloaded the grindstone and killed the donkey.”

Si Mingchen reached into his pocket and pulled out a tissue to wipe Wen Zhi’s nose. “First of all, it is true that I had an engagement with Jiang Chengshu, but-”

Wen Zhi was about to rush out as soon as he heard this, but fortunately, Si Mingchen was quick and managed to hold him temporarily.

“But I broke off the engagement with their family when I was ten years old.”

Wen Zhi looked up. “Why did you break it off?”

Si Mingchen replied, “My mother said that the engagement was made on a whim. As I grew older with Chengshu, I might meet my true love, so it’s better to have the freedom to fall in love.”

Wen Zhi’s head was starting to spin, and he leaned weakly against Si Ming’s body, closing his eyes. “I feel a bit dizzy.”

Si Mingchen took the opportunity to carry him horizontally and walked in the direction of home.

Wen Zhi leaned against Si Ming’s shoulder and complained, “What about the ring? The official website says that it’s a design exclusively made for Designer Jiang, given to Mr. Si. They claim it’s unique in the world, with only this pair.”

Si Mingchen listened to his sour tone and explained seriously, “That is the four-year anniversary diamond ring designed by him for both of us.”

“Really?” Wen Zhi patted Si Mingchen’s shoulder and raised his neck with a somewhat disbelieving expression.

Si Mingchen replied softly, “Yes, our names are also engraved on it.”

After hearing this, a smile gradually appeared on Wen Zhi’s lips, but he still pretended to be reserved, crossing his arms and frowning tightly. “What about the ring? If you can immediately provide those two unique rings, I’ll believe what you’re saying.”

Si Ming hesitated and replied, “…the rings.” It should be in the river.

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