Cheng Fei let go of Ning Shu and worriedly stared at her. āAi Yun, please donāt go. I beg you, please donāt go. Donāt leave me, Iāll die.ā
Ning Shu patted Cheng Feiās chest. āYou wonāt die.ā
She turned and entered the elevator. In a daze, Cheng Fei watched the elevator door slowly close.
Mother Ai couldnāt help but say. āCheng Fei seems to really love you, Ai Yun.ā
āMom, you shouldnāt judge a book by its cover,ā Ning Shu said. āIf he really loved me, he wouldnāt have hurt me.ā
āBut, actually, this is something that can be forgiven, isnāt it?ā Mother Ai said. āItās impossible for spouses to live without any conflict, and he had only done this because he thought it was the best choice.ā
Ning Shu spread her hands. Some women were so full of maternal love that they liked finding reasons and excuses to forgive anything.
The elevator door opened. Professor Ai walked out of the elevator without saying a word, carrying Ning Shuās suitcase.
Meanwhile, Cheng Fei was standing at the elevator door. He was out of breath. Sweat had plastered his hair to his forehead.
Cheng Fei had run down the stairs. He was panting as he begged Ning Shu, āAi Yun, please donāt leave.ā
Ning Shu: ā¦
āWe should both take some time to calm down.ā Ning Shu walked out of the elevator and passed Cheng Fei.
Cheng Fei turned around and stared at Ning Shu. āI wonāt divorce you. Not even if I die.ā
It didnāt matter.
Ning Shu got into the car, and Professor Ai drove them away.
From the rearview mirror, Ning Shu saw Cheng Feiās receding figure standing there motionless, staring at their car.
His figure only disappeared when the car turned a corner and left the complex.
āDad, why did you agree to let me divorce Cheng Fei?ā Ning Shu asked Professor Ai, who was driving.
āAre you really sick?ā Professor Ai said.
āNo. Iām definitely not sick,ā Ning Shu said firmly.
āA drunk person would also say that theyāre not drunk.ā
āItās different. A drunk person is intoxicated, but my mind is very clear now. I know that I am not sick,ā Ning Shu raised her hand and said.
āOur family doesnāt seem to have a history of mental illness, either,ā Professor Ai continued. āAlthough the hospitalās papers seemed legitimate, I still donāt completely believe them.
āBesides, I canāt accept that he sewed something into your body. Heās a doctor; he should be clear on what happens if a foreign object like that enters your body. You wouldāve felt pain when itās cold, windy, or raining, and you wouldāve had to endure it for a lifetime.ā
Ning Shu smiled. āThank you, Dad.ā
Ning Shu felt much more comfortable in the Ai familyās home.
āWhat are you going to do from now on?ā Mother Ai asked.
Ning Shu thought for a while and said, āWeāll see. Maybe weāll get divorced.ā
āItās hard enough for a woman to meet such a good man in her life. What Cheng Fei did this time is too much, but itās also only because he was worried about you.ā
Ning Shu looked at Mother Ai. āShould I compromise on everything just because of love?
āItās not like I lack love, let alone the kind of love Cheng Fei offers.ā Ning Shu turned around. āDo you think I look like a psychotic, paranoid person right now?ā
Helplessly, Mother Ai said, āAi Yun, Iām not forcing you to be with Cheng Fei. Iām just asking you to consider it carefully. No one is perfect; itās impossible for someone not to make mistakes.ā
Ning Shu spread her hands and said, āYeah, exactly. No one is perfect, but Cheng Fei is too perfect.ā
Mother Ai angrily glared at Ning Shu. āYouāll cause trouble when people treat you well, and even more trouble if they donāt. Itās impossible to satisfy you, isnāt it?ā
Ning Shu: ā¦
MTL Editor: Ran