The Ex-Husband Finally Break

After coming home in the evening, Su Ran didn’t say a word and went straight to his room. Jiang Yi watched his tightly closed door and didn’t dare to knock.

Su Ran sorted through his thoughts. It seemed there was still a part of the plot left from last time he checked, but today’s events made him feel that the storyline was progressing faster than ever. At this moment, he was the person who already had the answers, the ex-husband Su Ran, just waiting for the hammer to fall.

He couldn’t quite describe his feelings—somewhat blank, somewhat helpless, and yes, there was sadness, but not as unbearable as he had imagined.

Just then, there was a knock on the door. The next second, Ye Qiao walked in. Seeing it was him, Su Ran managed a strained smile.

Ye Qiao sat down next to him and soothingly stroked his neck. “What’s wrong?” They had come back together, and Ye Qiao had instantly sensed something was off. Now, looking at Su Ran’s complexion, it seemed to tell more about the situation.

Su Ran’s gaze dropped as he said, “I just saw Zhou Luo shopping with my uncle and aunt after dinner.”

Understanding the situation, Ye Qiao wrapped an arm around his shoulder, drawing him in closer, “Some men are not worth your tears.”

Su Ran responded softly. Ye Qiao never sided with his brother in front of him; Su Ran was used to it and probably preferred him stepping back.

At this sentimental moment, Su Ran’s phone pinged—a coincidence, as Ye Qiao’s phone sounded at the same time.

Su Ran checked his phone: a message from an unknown number. Opening it, he saw a photo of Zhou Luo and Jiang Yi looking intimate. That moment, Su Ran froze, and in his mind, System 555 blared alarmingly, echoing his agitation.

“This Zhou Luo has gone too far!” Su Ran exclaimed, “It must be Jiang Yi’s attitude that infuriated him, leading him to completely blow his cover!”

“Exactly!” System 555 agreed, then checked the plot progress, “The story has jumped ahead significantly!”

“In a way… I should thank Zhou Luo…”

At that moment, tears filled Su Ran’s eyes. His ability to precisely manage his emotions was also due to System 555’s assistance—they were trained for a while before starting their roles, but even the best actors can’t perform at all sizes all the time, and the system’s function stimulated their emotions, almost as if the feelings showing were purely instinctual, a credit to the system.

Meanwhile, Ye Qiao looked at the same photo on his phone—it seemed Zhou Luo had sent it to everyone around Jiang Yi. How perfect.

But as Su Ran was heartbroken, he still needed comforting, “How could my brother do this…”

A few tears fell from Su Ran’s eyes, but overall, he remained composed, likely anticipating such a day would come.

“He’s been deceiving me,” Su Ran said, then got up and pulled down a suitcase from above the wardrobe, opening his closet to start packing.

Ye Qiao, visibly shaking with excitement, struggled to hide his emotions as he helped Su Ran pack. “Brother Ran Ran, I’ll leave with you.”

Su Ran looked at him in surprise, nearly breaking down. Leave with him? To make sure he’s really leaving?

Seeing Su Ran’s astonished expression, Ye Qiao smiled at him, “You forgot, we have our own big house. It’s always your home, now let’s go home.”

Although Su Ran’s heartache was feigned, having someone say this at such a moment touched him deeply. Ye Qiao really knew how to play it right.

Meanwhile, Jiang Yi, staring at his phone, was almost bursting at the seams, thrown into chaos. Usually adept at handling tricky situations at work, he now felt as if something was slowly collapsing.

Zhou Luo confronted, “You told me you were single, then that night at your place, you said that was just the maid. Now you tell me he’s your wife, Jiang Yi, you don’t play people like that.”

“Actually, I guessed who Su Ran was the night I went to your place, but I just wanted to play along. However, who asked me to foolishly catch real feelings? The mistake was that you kept me hanging. You said you had no feelings for him, you said you would break up! What did I wait for!”

“I’m telling you, if you’re going to play me like this, I won’t let you get away with it easily. I’ve sent the photo to everyone, good luck with that.”

At this moment, the door burst open—it was Jiang Yi’s parents, who had also received the photo.

“What’s going on? Did you upset Zhou Luo?” Jiang’s mother questioned.

“Just look, aren’t you two together now? If that’s the case, just stay with him, it’ll save your mother and me from worrying,” said Jiang’s father.

“The situation now, do you think Su Ran would agree to continue with you?”

“…”

As the old couple went back and forth, Jiang Yi’s head was about to explode. He ruffled his hair, then snapped, “Enough! I won’t split up with Su Ran!”

With that declaration, the parents were stunned, and their voices fell, “You child, look at the situation now…”

“I really don’t understand you.”

At that moment, they heard the door being opened. Jiang Yi’s eyes were bloodshot as he rushed out of the room, then saw Su Ran packing up to leave, his eyes red and swollen, clearly having cried.

He knew then…

Jiang Yi didn’t have time to think, he rushed forward and grabbed the handle of the luggage, “What are you doing?”

Su Ran’s voice was choked, “I’m leaving, I won’t stay here, I’ll give you space.”

“What are you talking about? I ended things with Zhou Luo long ago, I just want to have a good life with you now, you can’t leave,” Jiang Yi stated firmly, his heart a tumult of confusion and panic, but one thing was clear—he couldn’t let Su Ran leave, for if he did, he might never come back.

This fear was unbearable.

“You’ve always been lying to me,” Su Ran looked at him.

Jiang Yi was speechless, now realizing what heartbreak and regret truly felt like as he looked into Su Ran’s red-rimmed eyes.

“I lied before, but not now, you can’t leave, I want you to see how I’ve changed, haven’t you seen it yourself these past days? I’ve really changed,” Jiang Yi pleaded earnestly, never having thought that one day he would be begging in front of Su Ran, who he had never really regarded highly.

“I don’t believe you anymore…” Su Ran said, his resolve to leave firm.

Ye Qiao, who had been silent, spoke up, “Brother, let Brother Ran Ran go out for a few days, let him clear his head, he’ll naturally come back when he’s thought it over.”

Jiang Yi looked at him incredulously, not expecting Ye Qiao to intervene at this moment, “Ye Qiao, shut up.”

But at this point, Jiang’s parents couldn’t stand by and watch, they didn’t like to see their usually proud son so humbled before Su Ran.

“What Ye Qiao said makes sense, let Su Ran cool off,” Jiang’s father said.

“Stop interfering, the more you do, the more he’ll insist.”

Jiang Yi looked around blankly, feeling as if his chest was about to burst open, his blood rushing to his head, and they weren’t even on his side!

Su Ran also tried to shake off his interference, stepping towards the door, and just then, the situation, which had been tense for a while, paused when someone knocked on the door. Everyone turned to look.

The noise stopped abruptly, Jiang Yi let go of Su Ran’s luggage, and looked at the people around him, then at Su Ran, carefully asking, “Can you at least stay at home tonight?”

After he spoke, Jiang Yi went to open the door. It swung open to reveal President He Zhiwen, leaving Jiang Yi stunned, and those behind him equally surprised to see him at this moment.

Jiang’s parents knew who He Zhiwen was and what was between them; the annoyance on their faces immediately softened. Jiang’s mother approached Su Ran first, patting his back, “Don’t rush, give Jiang Yi a chance to explain.”

Su Ran didn’t look at her; as he looked up, his eyes met He Zhiwen’s.

“I heard some noise over here and came to check.” With that, he walked towards Su Ran, looking at the suitcase in his hand and the traces of tears on his face, he asked anxiously, “What happened?”

Before Su Ran could speak, Jiang’s mother cut in, “Our old couple came here, maybe said something carelessly, and upset him.”

He Zhiwen glanced at the people, the layout of Jiang Yi’s house similar to his own; with so many people living together, friction was inevitable. Seeing the somewhat harsh looks of the two elders, he wondered what they might have said about Su Ran, the outsider, seemingly the one who had sought refuge here.

At that moment, Su Ran also said, “I want to leave here.”

He Zhiwen wrapped an arm around Su Ran’s shoulder, “Let’s go then, to my place, it’s too late to look for a hotel now, you can stay as long as you want.”

Ye Qiao took a deep breath, seeing success so close, yet just then President He Zhiwen had to appear, making him inwardly curse.

“Or Brother Ran Ran could come with me, the old house has been renovated, and I also bought a new house, either the new or the old house would work,” Ye Qiao said.

At that moment, Jiang Yi, seeing Su Ran’s determination to leave, felt an unstoppable pain in his heart, but his mind was racing—President He’s house was just next door, he said, “It’s better to go to President He’s, it’s too late now, and I feel more at ease if you go somewhere else with him.”

Su Ran snatched his luggage from his hands, finally deciding to stay at President He Zhiwen’s for the time being.

The plot was nearing its conclusion, but at that moment, Su Ran felt a vague unease—why did he feel that Jiang Yi’s attempt to keep him was sincere? With things having reached this point, there shouldn’t be any pretense anymore.

And his decision to stay next door was also to wait for his own storyline to conclude; being too far away might deviate from his intended plot.

He Zhiwen made up the bed in a room for him, clearing out a bedroom like the one for Ye Qiao, spacious and well-lit, and assigned it to Su Ran.

Su Ran stood aside, somewhat restrained, “President He, sorry for the trouble so late.”

He Zhiwen stood up, ruffling his hair, the person in front of him with red-rimmed eyes and a red nose looking quite pitiful, he said, “It’s okay, I’m happy you came, otherwise it’s just me in the house, and I’m quite lonely. Plus, your coming shows your trust in me, and I’m really happy about that.”

Su Ran bowed his head slightly, “Thank you.”

He Zhiwen smiled, “Want to go for a walk?”

Su Ran looked at him, He Zhiwen’s eyebrows and eyes were gentle, as if no matter what happened, he could embrace all of him.

They went downstairs together and walked along the small path below. The sky slowly dropped thin snow, covering the ground, not too cold, but chilly enough to freeze hands.

They walked side by side, He Zhiwen asked, “Can you tell me what happened now?”

Su Ran’s eyes lowered slightly. While Jiang Yi’s actions were unforgivable, he also didn’t want to destroy him. From the time he came out of the town to now, Jiang Yi had been a significant help to him.

“Just… had an argument,” Su Ran said.

He Zhiwen stopped and looked at Su Ran, saying, “Actually, I received a photo just now, of Jiang Yi and Zhou Luo, and other people at the company also told me they received it.”

Su Ran’s face froze, so He Zhiwen had received it too! And the whole company had as well! This Zhou Luo… really did a beautiful job!

This isn’t just social death.

He Zhiwen’s deep eyes continued, “I don’t know if it’s related to that.”

He had always been suspicious, and the coincidence was too great. He could only guess that perhaps Su Ran had developed feelings for Jiang Yi, hence the strong reaction, but that was just a guess; he had no leads yet, only that persistent eerie feeling making him think that things between Su Ran and Jiang Yi weren’t so simple.

At that moment, Su Ran didn’t know how to respond to He Zhiwen; he didn’t want to lie, so he remained silent.

He Zhiwen suddenly smiled, not wanting to press him, “Alright, if you don’t want to answer, then don’t.”

Meanwhile, upstairs, Jiang Yi opened the window in his room, letting the cold air rush in. His mind was a mess, emotions clogged, the whole person seeming to be trapped in a dilemma.

This feeling was driving him insane. He had always thought that Su Ran wasn’t that important to him, but when it came to losing him, he couldn’t accept it. Really couldn’t.

From the moment Su Ran started to be cold towards him, he couldn’t accept it. He wanted to make amends, to go back to how things were, but now he realized it might be too late.

He wasn’t much of a smoker, but now he was lighting his twelfth cigarette, his chest filled with an unending sorrow. The sky had started to snow; how nice it would have been if Su Ran were by his side…

And just then, his gaze drifted downward, just in time to see his figure, with He Zhiwen beside him.

That instant, he wanted to see Su Ran.

Hastily throwing on a coat, Jiang Yi went downstairs.

Meanwhile, Su Ran, rubbing his hands together, was grateful for He Zhiwen comforting him tonight, “President He, thank you for today.”

He Zhiwen faced him, “I’ve already told you not to thank me anymore.”

With that, He Zhiwen took his hand, letting his cold hand slip under his coat, wrapping around his waist, and also embraced him, “I don’t like you being formal with me, nor do I want you to be sad.”

He Zhiwen’s chin rested on his forehead, smelling the fragrance on his hair, then lowered his head to kiss his hair tips.

And this beautifully intimate scene was just witnessed by Jiang Yi, in the snowy outdoors, his coat unbuttoned, his pajamas permeated by the wind and snow, feeling himself freeze solid in an instant.

The snow filled the sky, at that moment, Su Ran and He Zhiwen, like a pair of sweet lovers, cuddling each other for warmth.

That moment, Jiang Yi only felt the world spinning, his whole person about to shatter in the wind.