Wei Yumeng came out, and Mu Linjing held her hand.
"Yumeng, you and President Zhan..."
Wei Yumeng was already in tears, her nose tip red, and she choked back a sob as she wiped away tears.
"Let's go back."
Mu Linjing didn't want to ask too much, and even if she did, Wei Yumeng might not tell her.
"Okay."
The two walked out of the hospital and got into a taxi. The tears that had finally stopped started to fall again. She covered her mouth, trying not to disturb Mu Linjing.
But Mu Linjing couldn't just ignore Wei Yumeng, after all, she had accompanied her here. She had also overheard President Zhan's conversation with her in the corridor earlier.
She placed her hand on Wei Yumeng's shoulder. "Yumeng, why don't you try to explain to President Zhan again? Go find that Xin Ran first and ask him to help you."
"It's useless. Xin Ran also insists that it's indeed true that I..."
This was why she now felt utterly helpless. Xin Ran refused to help her explain, and Zhan Mohan was unwilling to believe her.
This wasn't the last straw that crushed her emotions. The last straw was Jiang Siyu.
She could still clearly remember Zhan Mohan's furious expression when he asked Feng Shiqing who had told her about Jiang Siyu, his brows and eyes filled with displeasure.
It was as if he had touched his bottom line, and that look had truly scared her too.
He still cared about Jiang Siyu. He didn't want her to know about that woman's existence. Perhaps he also wanted to separate, but it was difficult to say. After all, with his family background, there were too many things to consider.
He had to protect his dignity as a man and also preserve the reputation of the Zhan family.
She clutched her clothes tightly, lowered her head, and sighed powerlessly.
"Perhaps he doesn't like me either. From the beginning, our relationship was a mistake."
There was no emotional foundation between them. It was a superstitious event that had brought them together.
Now was the time for everything to return to its origin.
Mu Linjing did not think so. "Yumeng, I think you two have too many misunderstandings. Look at President Zhan, he's so proud. He definitely won't back down to you, but I don't think he has no feelings for you at all. Look at the Zhao Qiansheng incident, how worried President Zhan was about you. And usually, at the company, although he didn't show it much, he was always quietly helping you."
"In my opinion, this is love. Don't you want to do your best for the person you love?"
Wei Yumeng shook her head. "No, he doesn't love me. He loves that woman named Jiang Siyu. She's his ex-girlfriend. I secretly looked at his wallet that day, and there was still a photo of Jiang Siyu inside."
After all these years, a man still kept another woman's photo in his wallet, the feelings behind it were self-evident.
When Mu Linjing heard this, she couldn't remain calm anymore.
"What did you say! President Zhan's wallet still has another woman's photo? How can this be?"
"So, he and I are destined to say goodbye."
They were not in the same circle, and their backgrounds were vastly different. She had secretly investigated Jiang Siyu's background. Although she wasn't a wealthy young lady, she had become a famous designer at a young age.
She was very popular abroad, and many companies in China now wanted to cooperate with her. Many projects she collaborated on had made a lot of money.
Her appearance was also sweet and lovely, somewhat like a man's ideal first love.
Mu Linjing didn't know how to persuade her, but she also felt that being well-matched was quite important.
"By the way, Linjing, I'm going straight home later, I won't go to the company."
Zhan Mohan said the divorce agreement was on the table in the room. She wanted to go back and sign it before she changed her mind.
Mu Linjing asked awkwardly, "Are you really going to divorce President Zhan? Aren't you going to reconsider?"
"No need to reconsider. Didn't he say that? If I don't agree, won't I seem too calculating?"
The Zhan family's reputation would be affected, and his face would be lost. Since Zhan Mohan had made this choice, she would respect it.
She only hoped that he would be happy in the future. This absurd marriage had finally come to an end.
She had once foolishly dreamt that if one day their misunderstandings were completely resolved, then he and Zhan Mohan could be together forever. But now, it seemed, she had been overthinking.
"I still hope you can reconsider. It's not easy for two people to be together, let alone those who already have feelings. Breaking up will definitely be more painful than now."
Wei Yumeng looked at Mu Linjing, who seemed to know a lot, and asked jokingly.
"What, are you experienced in relationships?"
"No, I haven't dated anyone. But I see people on TV crying their eyes out when they break up, just like you did last night."
Wei Yumeng was successfully amused by her.
"Yes, you're right. Breaking up in a relationship is that painful, so you must find a good boyfriend in the future."
After getting off the car, Wei Yumeng waved goodbye to Mu Linjing.
"Be careful on the road."
"Okay."
She entered the old Zhan family mansion. The moment Wei Yumeng crossed the threshold, her heart felt a pang of sadness. She actually had no attachment to the Zhan family; she was only reluctant to part with Zhan Mohan.
But now, he had worn away the last bit of her affection for him.
As soon as she walked in, she saw Wen Yulan walking towards her, holding a document.
"This is the divorce agreement. Sign it."
Feng Shiqing stood beside them with her arms crossed, looking extremely smug. She had finally waited for this day.
Wei Yumeng reached out and took it. Feng Shiqing snorted.
"Be content. Brother Mohan even left you a house and some cash. If it were me, I wouldn't leave you a single penny."
Wen Yulan nodded in agreement. "Yes, Ah Han is a conscientious man. Originally, given your situation, you should have left with nothing. After all, you betrayed your marriage first and caused the old man to be hospitalized until now. These sins are enough for you to bear."
Feng Shiqing walked over and handed the pen to Wei Yumeng.
"Brother Mohan is really kind. If it weren't for you, how could the Zhan family have suffered such a heavy blow? Even we have to endure people pointing fingers when we go out. Wei Yumeng, you are truly a scourge. But fortunately, Brother Mohan was able to see through your true colors in time. A house plus 200,000 yuan, you've earned enough."
Wei Yumeng's gaze was indifferent as she glanced at Feng Shiqing.
"Do you think you'll succeed if Zhan Mohan and I divorce? Also, please don't slander me. If you think something really happened between Xin Ran and me, please show me some evidence!"
Feng Shiqing found it amusing. "You two were in bed together, naked. Isn't that obvious enough? You really don't believe it until you see the coffin."
"Then if I put you and another man in bed, strip you both, and then have someone break in, can I say you two did everything?"
Wei Yumeng retorted calmly, her bright eyes showing no fear.
Feng Shiqing was so angry that her teeth clenched. "Wei Yumeng, you're ruthless! Don't think you've won just because you're arguing with me here. You're still ending up divorced."
"And what about you? Aren't you even more pathetic than me? Even if he divorces me, the position of Mrs. Zhan will still not be yours."
She took the pen and looked at the last page of the divorce agreement. Zhan Mohan's signature was already there, meaning he had planned everything.
A surge of anger rose in her chest. He was so decisive, what reason did she have to hesitate?
Feng Shiqing watched Wei Yumeng sign her name, a victorious smile on her face.
"Since you've signed it, it proves that you have no relationship with Brother Mohan now. A specialist will handle the divorce certificate for you. From this moment on, you will have nothing to do with each other. Please take your things and leave quickly!"
Wei Yumeng had anticipated this scene. She put down the divorce agreement and walked upstairs. As soon as she opened the door, she saw several suitcases already placed by the door.
She bit her lip tightly. Zhan Mohan had indeed thought of everything, even having her luggage packed, as if he were afraid she would linger in the Zhan family.
Wei Yumeng, out of defiance, picked up her luggage and walked out of the Zhan family. Feng Shiqing waved at her retreating figure.
"Don't let the door hit you on the way out."
When Zhan Mohan returned, he didn't see Wei Yumeng. He frowned and asked Wen Yulan and Feng Shiqing, who were leisurely drinking tea in the living room.
"Where is Wei Yumeng?"