Chapter 2: Rebirth

No…no…

No!

Xiang Wanqiao woke up from a nightmare, breathing rapidly, and her forehead was covered with cold sweat.

She opened her eyes and stared at the white ceiling above her head. It took her a long time to calm her breathing.

“Awake?”

A cold male voice sounded slowly in her ear.

Xiang Wanqiao pulled her thoughts back and looked in the direction of the voice.

Gu Jingzhan’s cold and dark face rushed straight into her eyes, and his body exuded an aura as cold as an ice cave, which made people shudder. Xiang

Wanqiao’s expression froze.

Gu Jingzhan?

Didn’t he die in prison?

How…Do you love Xiao Xuan’an so much? In order to be with him, you are willing to commit suicide to force me to divorce.”

Gu Jingzhan clenched his back teeth, his jaw stretched into a cold and hard line, his hands hanging on both sides were clenched into fists, and the veins on the back of his pale hands bulged, all showing his inner anger.

Suicide?

Xiang Wanqiao lowered her eyes and saw that her left wrist was wrapped in thick white gauze.

She felt that her nerves had not responded just now, but now she began to feel a little pain.

Was she… reborn?

Xiang Wanqiao realized this, sat up suddenly, and touched her face with her hand.

Her face was still fine, not disfigured.

Could it be… that she was really reborn!

And she was reborn three years ago!

Xiang Wanqiao suddenly raised her head and met Gu Jingzhan’s deep eyes. Her heart ached and her eyes turned red instantly.

“Gu Jingzhan…”

You want a divorce, I will grant you that. You don’t have to hurt yourself like this.”

Gu Jingzhan saw Xiang Wanqiao’s pale face due to excessive blood loss, coupled with her red eyes and pitiful appearance, and he couldn’t bear it.

He turned around, with his back to her, trying his best to suppress the pain in his heart and the morbid possessiveness.

I’ll ask Xiang Yuan to bring the signed divorce agreement this afternoon, and we’ll go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a divorce tomorrow.”

No matter what he did, she hated it.

That cold heart, after all, could not be warmed up.

He was tired and chose to let go.

Xiang Wanqiao was panicked when she heard Gu Jingzhan say he wanted to divorce her, and the tears in her eyes fell.

No! I don’t want it!” She refused hastily.

Gu Jingzhan lowered his eyes, smiled bitterly as if self-deprecating, and didn’t take her words seriously.

You have a good rest and don’t make trouble anymore.”

After saying that, the man raised his leg and was about to walk out of the ward.

“Gu Jingzhan, don’t go!”

Seeing that he was really going to leave, Xiang Wanqiao didn’t care about the injury on her wrist. She was so anxious that she ran under the bed without even lifting the quilt, trying to stop him.

As a result, she rolled off the bed with the quilt.

Before Xiang Wanqiao asked for help, a pair of leather shoes with shiny uppers appeared in her sight.

The next second, she soared into the air and fell steadily into the man’s warm and strong arms.

Xiang Wanqiao put her arms around Gu Jingzhan’s neck and stared at the man in front of her.

Because she listened to Lu Siwei’s instigation, she staged a scene of cutting her wrists and committing suicide in the room, just to make Gu Jingzhan completely hate her, force him to divorce, and escape from his clutches.

But she remembered that in her last life, Gu Jingzhan did not divorce her because of this. Instead, his temperament became more violent, and his possession of her became more paranoid and morbid.

He tore off the gentle and gentle mask on the surface, no longer caring about her feelings, and imprisoned her in the basement of Guiyuan.

Not only did he lock her with chains and restrict her freedom, but he also forced her in the basement.

Because of this, she hated Gu Jingzhan more and more, and believed the lies of Xiao Xuan’an, the scumbag, thinking that Gu Jingzhan had killed her parents.

In order to take revenge, she pretended to be obedient in front of Gu Jingzhan, letting him relax his vigilance, and then stole the secrets of the Gu Group and sent him to prison with her own hands.

From then on, the powerful and arrogant Gu Jingzhan in Kyoto fell from the altar.

In the end, he was tortured and died in a cold prison.

When Xiang Wanqiao recalled these, her chest felt like it was pierced by countless needles, making her breathless with pain.

But the current development puzzled her.

How could Gu Jingzhan let her go so easily after living a new life?

Could it be that he was really ready to give up her?

Gu Jingzhan, with a dark face, picked up Xiang Wanqiao from the ground and put her back on the bed.

Xiang Wanqiao looked at him with tears in her eyes and refused to let go for a long time.

He frowned slightly and said unhappily: “Xiang Wanqiao, what are you doing?”

Gu Jingzhan, I don’t want a divorce.” Xiang Wanqiao said in a crying voice, “I don’t agree to a divorce.”

Hearing this, a trace of extremely complicated emotions flashed across Gu Jingzhan’s eyes.

He pulled her hand away indifferently, his tone still indifferent without any warmth: “Isn’t divorce the result you want? Why don’t you want it now?”

“I…”

Don’t worry, I will compensate you financially, and I will also clarify to the outside world that divorce is my personal problem and has nothing to do with you.”

Xiang Wanqiao hurriedly circled the man’s waist and plunged into his arms, tears streaming down her face.

Gu Jingzhan, I’m sorry, I was wrong, please don’t leave me.”

Her “sorry” was sincere and contained the debt she owed him in her previous life and the past six months.

Gu Jingzhan lowered his eyes and looked at Xiang Wanqiao, who was crying in his arms.

His hands were suspended in mid-air, and each finger seemed so at a loss.

Didn’t she always hate him and hate him?

In the more than half a year since they got married, she never allowed him to touch her. She even found him disgusting when they sat at the same table to eat, let alone hugging him like now.

Wasn’t it to force him to divorce that she made such a big fuss last night?

How come now that he agreed to divorce, she is unwilling?

And she seems to have become a different person.

I won’t divorce, I don’t want to divorce you.

Xiang Wanqiao held his hand tighter and tighter, as if afraid that he would run away.

Gu Jingzhan clenched his hands hanging on both sides, sighed softly, and said helplessly: “Then what do you want?”

Xiang Wanqiao sobbed twice, and then replied firmly: “I want to be with you, I want to live a good life with you.”

A ray of hope emerged in Gu Jingzhan’s deep eyes, but the second he thought about it, the ray of hope disappeared.

The man raised a self-deprecating smile at the corner of his mouth, and asked bitterly: “Then why did you commit suicide at home last night? To live a good life with me?”

Xiang Wanqiao had no way to defend herself.