Chapter 90 But I Want to Divorce You (2)

Chapter 90 but I want to divorce you (2)

He didn't say the last two words. Su Ran looked at him, "Didn't you just come back from Bai Zhirui?"

Song Tingyu raised his head, stared at her small face, and half-narrowed his eyes, "What's wrong with me coming back from her?"

There seemed to be some anger in his dark eyes. Su Ran didn't know where his anger came from. She pressed her eyes with her hand, turned her head away, remained silent for a while, and said in a low voice, "We don't have to follow what couples do. If you need it, you can go to Bai Zhirui..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Song Tingyu held her chin. He smiled, but his eyes were filled with coldness, "Su Ran, you're so generous. I heard for the first time that a wife would drive her husband away to another woman."

He paused, "So, what are you talking about? You want to drive me to Bai Zhirui, and then you can be with Lin Chenghuan in all fairness?"

Su Ran felt a slight prick in his temple, "Can you not involve everything in Lin Chenghuan?"

"What about you? Su Ran, why do you want to avoid changing the subject every time something gets to Lin Chenghuan?"

"I didn't!" Su Ran's voice was also cold, "I've said it many times. Lin Chenghuan and I are not the kind of relationship you think we are. Why don't you believe it?"

The atmosphere in the room suddenly dropped to freezing point, and the two of them remained in a stalemate, neither of them talking.

Su Ran felt that this confrontation had exhausted her body and mind. She took a deep breath and looked at the man in front of her, "As soon as Vichy recovers from his illness, we will divorce. That's what you said, Song Tingyu. Have you forgotten?"

Just as she finished speaking, Song Tingyu suddenly came over and held her shoulder, pinned her down on the bed, and looked down at her, "Su Ran, I don't want to divorce you now."

Su Ran looked at him and said softly but firmly, "But I want to divorce you."

Song Tingyu's face suddenly fell to the freezing point. His thin curved lips were tightly pursed, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a mocking arc, "You also said that there was nothing between you and Lin Chenghuan. If there was nothing, why couldn't you wait to divorce me?"

"You let me go."

Su Ran began to struggle, and Song Tingyu was also worried that she would get her, so the pressure on her arms and shoulders was not very strong, so she quickly struggled to open up and sat up, "I want to divorce you, and it has nothing to do with Lin Chenghuan, but we have to go to the next step. After the divorce, you can be with bai zhirui openly, and I can live the life I want to live. Live, we're all free..."

"If you want to divorce me so badly, why did you try so hard to marry me back then?"

"My mom showed up in front of me with a knife on her wrist. She said that if I didn't agree to marry into the The song family, she would die in front of me..."

"So you married in..." Song Tingyu took her over, his face getting gloomier and his eyes getting colder. He was slowly approaching her, "So you're not willing to listen to her and marry me. If it weren't for the accident four years ago, you might have been with Lin Chenghuan by now, right?"

No matter what, Song Tingyu would eventually bring the topic to Lin Chenghuan and make her answer aggressively, but what if nothing happened?

Su Ran looked at him, "Song Tingyu, from the first day I got married four years ago, I knew that one day I would leave. I can't stay in this marriage for the rest of my life."

She didn't need the background, power, or ability of the man she married. She just wanted to be happy.

A marriage without feelings was too painful. She didn't want to follow Qiao Qing's path and stay with a hopeless man for the rest of her life.

Song Tingyu sneered, "Su Ran, let me tell you, if you marry into the The song family, you can't think of anything!"

"...

Just as the atmosphere between the two of them once again dropped to freezing point, Song Tingyu's phone rang. He was staring at Su Ran, not caring about the phone on the table.

But his phone kept ringing. He didn't know who was calling him or what was going on, but it was urgent.

Su Ran felt that the phone vibrated so harshly, and he didn't want to confront him like this, so he said, "Your phone is ringing all the time. You should answer it first..."

Song Tingyu took the phone on the table, his eyes still on her. Without even looking at the caller id, he threw the vibrating phone on the floor and slammed it hard.

Because of the excessive exertion, the phone fell into pieces in an instant, and of course, it wouldn't ring again.

Su Ran's heart was shaken by the loud noise. She stared at the cell phone fragments on the ground, unable to recover for a long time.

Before she could regain her senses from the shock, the door of the room was pounded hard outside again.

"Young master, young madam, please open the door." Outside was the sound of a servant knocking on the door.

Song Tingyu remained unmoved and his face was still cold.

Su ran covered his face with his hand and got up from the bed. He dragged the door open in cotton. Outside the door stood the The song family butler. He looked inside a few times, "Young madam, is young master at home?"

Su ran turned sideways and pointed inside, "He's here, Uncle wang. What happened?"

"Madam just called to ask me to look for young master. She said that young master's cell phone is now off..." The butler, uncle wang, walked into the room as he spoke and came to Song Tingyu, "Young master, madam called home and said that you should go to the hospital immediately..."

Uncle wang felt that the atmosphere in the room was also a little tense. Looking at Song Tingyu's gloomy face and the broken cell phone on the ground, he also vaguely knew what happened.

Maybe they had a fight.

"Uncle wang, what happened?"

"Say something happened to Bai Xiaojie." Before Uncle wang could finish his sentence, a servant came in with a landline microphone in his hand, "Young master, madam wants you to answer the phone."

Song Tingyu took the phone without saying a word. Shen Jing's voice over there was clearly crying, "Trial, come to the hospital as soon as you can. Zhirui is in trouble."

"What happened to her?"

"It's all you, and you don't know what you said to her to make her so sad. She drank a little wine. She wanted to drive to you at night, but she drank a little wine and didn't realize it, so she accidentally hit the fence. Now she's been sent to the hospital. Come here..."