Jiang Ruolan really wanted to throw up, but she tried harder to calm herself down. She didn't want to yell at Xian Zihao or shed a single tear in front of him. She also didn't want him to see how haggard and miserable she was.

When she had signed the two divorce agreements, she had already told herself that love could not kill people. Since it did not belong to her, then she would abandon it as soon as possible.

"I want to get off!" Seeing that he was unmoved, Jiang Ruolan gritted her teeth and raised her voice, "I want to get off! Did you hear me?!"

"No!"

It turned out that this was the real face of the gentle and refined Xian Zihao. He had always been kind to her, open-minded and rational, and had never forced her to do anything. The haughty Xian Zihao, his temperament, and self-control were completely different from this tyrannical man, but it was also the first time she realized that she had been so distracted in front of him.

"Xian Zihao, you don't have to be like this to me. Even if you feel guilty, you don't have to be like this. This will make me think that you don't want to leave me alone." She sneered.

Then, she suppressed the nauseous feeling in her stomach and coldly smiled, "I know my limits. I've never given you such a cute daughter before. If you're just feeling guilty towards me, then there's no need for that. It's better this way. If you still feel sorry for me and want to compensate me with something, then please write me a cheque. I won't dare to ask too much, just five hundred thousand yuan, how about that? Just consider the first half of the year we live together like two friends. Isn't that popular now? I think it would already be a good thing I only asked for five hundred thousand yuan."

"You don't have to do anything to make up for it. Agreeing to an interview is something between you and my chief editor, it has nothing to do with me." Jiang Ruolan gently pushed her hair behind her ear and spoke in a carefree tone.

What wrong is wrong, hurt is hurt. Did Xian Zihao think she will give him another chance to make up for everything? Can a word of apology or some way of making up for it make everything go back to how it was before?

Xian Zihao will never be so naive and she will never forgive him either! Since both of them have reached a decision, there was no need to tie them down and allow each of them a way out. If she let go, he would let go as well. Wouldn't that be good for everyone?

Xian Zihao only glanced at her, his gaze was indifferent and his expression was unreadable as if he was somewhat helpless. However, he also turned a deaf ear to Jiang Ruolan's sarcasm.

When Xian Zihao saw that Jiang Ruolan's expression wasn't too good, he immediately asked, "Are you feeling well?"

Jiang Ruolan shifted her eyes away and said directly with a cold tone, "I want to vomit."

Xian Zihao paused. For some reason, Jiang Ruolan caught a glance of relief on his face. Although it was just a flash, she still saw it.

Suddenly, he drove the car into a quiet corner at the turntable intersection. This was a business apartment in F City. Jiang Ruolan rarely came here, so she didn't understand what was going on as she endured the vomiting.

"Bear with it." Xian Zihao's voice was clear and calm, as if it could calm a person's mind. However, at this moment, it made Jiang Ruolan want to run away. She then realized that a month was far from enough for her to forget someone who had just entered her heart.

Did she overestimate herself, or did she underestimate how much of the impact Xian Zihao had left in her heart?

"Xian Zihao, do you know that it's quite nice to not get in touch with each other this past month? We were both free, and each of us had our own life back, which was the best way to end the mess. I fully enjoy the return to my original peaceful life. Why are you here bothering me now? You don't have to blame yourself, and I don't need you to compensate me for that. I'd rather not meet you again in this life, and one day we'll both forget about this six months' play."

"Also, Xian Zihao, since you are the one who dragged me into this car, then don't blame me for being noisy. I have my bottom line too. I tried to respect you as much as possible, and now I can be as dirty as I want to be, but of course, I don't have to leave a face for the man who shamelessly hurt me before. It was only on that day that I realized that our feelings could be so fragile. It was only because we didn't love each other for so long. Even if we did love each other, how much did we love each other?"

"Actually, you also misjudged me, I'm not worthy of your apologies. I left so casually and you should have noticed that I don't love you at all. My feelings for you are only an admiration, nothing more. You are a dignified CEO, after all."

"Wait! Before I continued, I wanted to ask something. Were my slaps that cool? Actually, I was rational enough to remember to save up some face for myself at that time. Even if I did reach that step, I would have reminded myself not to be that shameful, so look, I am a woman who is even more heartless than you, President Xian."

Since they still had to face it in the end, she might as well explain everything that she should say. However, even at this point, Xian Zihao still remained unmoved, giving her a gentle and intense look. Seeing that she was still wearing Wan Shoushan's coat, he faintly sighed.

Xian Zihao threw Wan Shoushan's coat away and casually picked up his coat from the back seat, covering Jiang Ruolan's body with it.

The more he was like this, the more she wanted to throw the phone at his beautiful face!

Was this man's method of capturing a woman's heart always like this? Did he really think he could erase everything just like that? Just what was his heart made of? He could actually be so indifferent!

How nobly did he think he was? How elegant? How much self-restraint? Did he think that by treating her like this, her heart will soften and forgive him easily for all the humiliation she had to endure?

If that was really the case, then Xian Zihao was too conceited!

When they got off the car, Xian Zihao immediately held her hands tightly. Jiang Ruolan wanted to say something, but she gradually couldn't bear the feeling of vomiting.

Once inside, Jiang Ruolan looked around a bathroom, and once she saw it, she threw her bag and phone on the couch and ran over in a hurry without care. She turned on the tap and vomited into the sink.

This time, it wasn't just water, but she also vomited whatever she had eaten at the dinner. Her stomach was very uncomfortable right now.

After vomiting, Jiang Ruolan finally felt much better. When a glass of water was handed to her, she paused for a moment and then reached out to take it. She rinsed her mouth, then washed her face and let out a long breath.

At this time, Xian Zihao had already returned to the living room and switched off her phone. Jiang Ruolan wiped her face with a white towel in the bathroom and looked around with suspicion. She didn't know when Xian Zihao had actually bought a house in F City, but the apartment's furnishings did match the style he was used to.

She raised her hand to rub her stomach and threw the towel aside. She walked over and grabbed her phone, picked up her bag again, and walked towards the door.

"He said that you aborted our child and your emotions were unstable. If you see me again, you will be in a bad mood and it will affect your recovery."

Suddenly, Xian Zihao's gentle and seemingly sighing voice sounded from behind her.