Toward the evening, Tang Ling's thin figure came out of the Yeting Hotel. The terrain here was remote, but it was also simple and luxurious.
The Honghu Port side has informed Brother Hu that he can go there tomorrow morning.
When he returned to the Royal Garden, he got out of the car and did not go directly into the house. Instead, he stood beside the original open space full of tulips, leaving a long white chair lying there bleakly.
The man hung down in frustration. His heart had been feeling uneasy since yesterday, and now it was throbbing inexplicably.
Maybe he didn't get enough rest, he thought.
Until he saw the red lettered brown leather document bag in the living room, and the last string that held him was broken.
He had seen this document bag before. Yun Xiao brought it back a week after he and Yun Xiao got married.
Yun Xiao said that when Lu Mingtong returns to China in three years, they will divorce.
Tang Ling picked up the document bag, paused with his fingers holding the loop, and then quickly opened it.
The divorce agreement was written in black and white, and there were more than ten pages of property division agreement. Almost every one of them has Yun Xiao's beautiful and sharp signature.
It penetrated into his heart vividly and piercingly.
The sadness was only temporary. Tang Ling reminded herself repeatedly that this day would come sooner or later. But when it really came, he felt as if someone had pinched his heart and pulled him hard, until he couldn't breathe.
He wanted to see Yun Xiao.
As soon as the idea came to mind, Tang Ling took the folder and went to the Yun Group.
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The Yun Group is located in a prime location, surrounded by wealthy people's residences, so that entry and exit from this area are strictly inspected.
Tang Ling holds a pass for the Yun Group, which was given to him by his mother so that he could visit Yun Xiao occasionally.
A two-meter-tall security guard stood at the door. It happened that he had just arrived at Yun's gate, and Xiang Chen seemed to have been waiting for him here.
Want to stop him again
"Good evening, Mr. Tang. Mr. Yun is in a meeting now. I will take you up first."
Xiang Chen's answer was a bit unexpected, but he just calmly took him to a private elevator. As soon as the door opened, it was Yun Xiao's office.
The interior is decorated in blue and black tones, and bookshelves embedded in the walls and ceilings come into view.
Tang Ling was about to step in, but Xiang Chen turned sideways and reminded, "Mr. Tang, it was Mr. Yun who told me that he was in a meeting. Do you really want to go in?"
His step out suddenly stopped and he retreated back into the elevator.
From an invisible place on the left, Lu Mingtong's laughter came out, and there was a sweet fruity fragrance in the air.
"Xiao, do you like the flowers I gave you?"
The man spoke almost in the next second.
"Yes, I like it."
There was a dead silence in the elevator. Tang Ling clutched the document bag in her hand and looked extremely ugly.
The scene before him was exactly the same as when he came to see Yun Xiao on the second day of their wedding three years ago.
Yun Xiao even used the same excuses to deal with him, dug out his whole heart and trampled on it, then forced it back into his heart, thinking that he could beat it for another two years.
So tired.
He will always be the shadow under Lu Mingtong's feet.
Xiang Chen on the side pressed the elevator button knowingly, and said somewhat unbearably: "Mr. Tang, if you don't want a divorce, you can talk to Mr. Yun. Mr. Yun may not necessarily want a divorce."
Tang Ling raised the corners of his mouth in a forced smile. He shook his head and lied: "No, I just came here because there are some problems with property division..."
He pursed his lips and swallowed the word "Yun Xiao" into his stomach.
"I just came to see Mr. Yun. It seems to be fine now. Come to Yuyuan to get it when you have time. I'll sign it in the next two days."
After a moment of talking, the elevator also reached the first floor.
"I'll take you back." Xiang Chen followed him out.
"No, you are Mr. Yun's special assistant, and I'm just an outsider, so I'm sorry to bother you." Tang Ling finished speaking unfamiliarly and walked away quickly.
There seemed to be an empty space in his heart.