C8 Who Can Explain the Matter of Feelings Clearly?

Hsiao Hee did not reply. He raised his head and looked at the European villa in front of him.

I've already agreed to divorce her, and she's so impatient to leave me? You don't even want to sleep anymore. Are you waiting for me to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a divorce?

Hsiao Hee shook his head and smiled bitterly. He opened the door and stepped into the living room.

Su Yun sat blankly on the sofa in the living room. The TV in front of her was broadcasting the morning news, but her eyes were red and swollen. There was not a single trace of light in the bloodshot eyes, making her look haggard.

Hearing the door open, Su Yun turned her exhausted body.

Seeing that Hsiao Hee had returned, she stood up with a 'whoosh'. Her dry red lips pursed as her gaze landed on his sorry figure.

"You …"

"Did Du Lih make things difficult for you?"

Before Su Yun finished her sentence, tears had already flowed down her swollen eyes.

Although Hsiao Hee had been humiliated greatly in Su family, it did not mean that he was a man who could see women crying.

Looking at Su Yun's pale face, Hsiao Hee could only suppress his anger.

"I heard from Aunt Liu that you were waiting for me?"

He looked at Su Yun calmly, waiting for her to finish crying.

"Where did you go?"

Su Yun couldn't stop her tears from streaming down her face. "How did you end up like this?"

"What did I do to you has nothing to do with you?"

Hsiao Hee's suppressed anger instantly reached the ninth heaven.

It was another apologetic look mixed with pity!

The god of these eyes, Hsiao Hee, had had enough. He even had the urge to slam the door and leave.

"We're divorced —"

Hsiao Hee's impulsive tone paused for a moment. He took a deep breath and said, "Let me pack my stuff and leave immediately."

After he finished speaking, he did not wait for Su Yun to speak and turned around before heading to the second floor.

"But, Grandpa doesn't agree with us getting a divorce."

At this moment, Su Yun was like a snot girl wiping away her tears, her eyes filled with tears.

"The old man is awake?"

Hsiao Hee paused at the door, "So what? The one who wants to divorce me is your Su family."

"Yesterday, after you left, that yellow-robed Daoist Priest healed Grandfather."

Su Yun seemed to have fallen into a tragic cycle of reincarnation as she mechanically sobbed, "And then Grandpa woke up. Everyone was very grateful to him."

Crack!

Hsiao Hee's hand twisted the door handle, causing it to break. His hand tightened and the door handle instantly turned into a lump of iron.

"So what if you're awake, you should hate me, right? Out of so many people, I'm the only one who has been stopping the old tutor from treating patients. "

Su Yun shook her head with all her might, tears welling up in her eyes.

"No, grandpa told me that you saved him."

"Hsiao Hee, listen to me explain. The reason why I agreed to marry Du family was because Aunt said that Du Lih had a way to save Grandfather. It's not that I really want to —"

Su Yun panicked when she saw Hsiao Hee start to pack up.

"Enough!"

Hsiao Hee cut off Su Yun's explanation angrily and sped up the cleaning of his hands.

Whether she was forced into a corner or wanted to save the old tutor, Su Yun had made those plans after much consideration.

Then what was he?

In such a long time, he had suffered an even greater humiliation at the Su family, so how could he ever ask for a divorce?

The more Hsiao Hee thought about it, the more he felt the pain. He, Hsiao Hee, was never afraid of any humiliation. At worst, he would just risk his life. However, he could not accept Su Yun's attitude.

"Tell the old man that I saved him to return the favor from the past, and that I no longer owe anyone within the Su family."

Hsiao Hee pulled up his luggage. At the door, Su Yun squatted on the floor with a broken down look. She was crying so hard that she was on the verge of tears.

"Set a time and contact me again. We will get a divorce."

With that, he stepped over Su Yun's spotlessly white calves and went downstairs without looking back.

"Hsiao Hee!" Is that how you want to divorce me? "

A mournful cry came from upstairs. It was filled with grievance and anger.

Hsiao Hee rushed out of the mansion without looking back. His chest was heaving with anger.

In the courtyard, Aunt Liu looked at him blankly, at a loss of what to do.

"Young Master, Miss, she …"

"Go and see her. Don't worry about me."

Hsiao Hee picked up his luggage and rushed to the entrance of the courtyard. Aunt Liu rushed into the villa in a hurry.

Just as he left the house and was about to leave, Aunt Liu's shout came from the house.

"Miss! "What's wrong, someone, the young miss fainted!"

"..."

Hsiao Hee didn't go back. Since he had come out of that place, it was impossible for him to go back.

Hsiao Hee didn't care about Su Yun's life or death anymore. He dragged his luggage and luggage far away.

He found a sweatshop, took a bath, and changed his clothes.

Then, Hsiao Hee decided to pay a visit to his sister-in-law's home and arrange his luggage first before thinking about meeting with his brother.

In order to save Hsiao Ze's legs, Shu Xian had secretly sold her former wedding room. She was staying at her parents' home, which was closer to the sanatorium in the military region.

Therefore, Hsiao Hee was going to Sister-in-law's parents' residential area.

The Shu Clan was also a military clan, with generations of ancestors serving the country. Who would have thought that in this generation, there would only be one daughter, Shu Xian?

The two elders loved their daughter dearly and couldn't bear to see her suffer, but being able to marry into Hsiao family made the two elders feel gratified.

Hsiao Hee sighed and walked towards the Harmony District with his luggage.

This was not a high-end residential complex. It was barely a well-off one. The facilities in the residential complex had clearly aged over time.

"This place is still free. There aren't even security guards at the entrance."

Hsiao Hee joked and slowly walked into the residential area. There was a security station in front of the entrance, but there was no one there.

However, a white van parked by the side of the road caught his attention.

There was an arm hanging outside the window of the driver's seat. The arm was dancing in the wind, and the person sitting there was a ferocious looking bald man with a fierce-looking face.

This was too unsafe. Hsiao Hee couldn't help but walk forward when he thought about how Shu Xian's family lived in such a dangerous place.

"Big brother, I wonder if yellow-hair will be able to handle that old couple. He's brought so many people with him, and he's even working so hard!"

The big baldy turned around and complained to the man in the back, while smoking a cigarette.

"You talk too much!"

The man at the back, wearing a bunch of golden chains as thick as fingers, slapped his big bald head and impatiently threw the cigarette out of the window.

"Hehe, I was just in a hurry."

The bald man grinned, and a row of yellow teeth appeared in his mouth. However, when he looked out of the window, his eyes widened.

Three steps away, there was a handsome young man sitting on the luggage, looking at him with interest.

"Cao Nima!" What the heck are you doing! Are you tired of living? "

The bald man suddenly slapped the door of his car, opened his mouth and wildly spat out a mouthful of spittle. His face was filled with a fierce trembling.

"You scared me!"

The man sitting at the back staggered from Big Baldy's sudden outburst. "F * ck, get out of the car and call him!"

"Alright, bro!"

The bald man forced a smile and coughed dryly, then pointed at Hsiao Hee's nose before getting off the car.

"Brat, I've given you some face!"