“I don’t agree! You might as well kill me.” Zhao Louqin’s body reacted faster than his mind; he immediately squatted down and clung to Zheng Yixu’s leg. “I don’t know what I did wrong, but don’t even think about getting a divorce!”

Zhao Louqin’s first instinct was not to figure out the ins and outs of the situation but to cling to Zheng Yixu’s leg and cry.

Perhaps, after rehearsing this scene countless times in his mind, this kind of reflexive reaction was the result.

Zhao Louqin had a bad habit: he always wanted to try his hand at melodrama. Unfortunately, due to his appearance and his overly fierce fan base, no sane investor would cast him in a tragic role. Over the years of his marriage to Zheng Yixu, he couldn’t help but imagine himself as the one being abandoned. While mentally playing out how he would react in such a situation, he simultaneously reassured himself that his life was so perfect that this would never happen.

But Zhao Louqin never expected such a scenario to actually unfold in real life. Operating under the belief that, regardless of whether he was at fault, acting repentant and seeking forgiveness could never go wrong, Zhao Louqin quickly cast aside any notion of male pride, letting it fly all the way to Java.

“Get up.” Zheng Yixu wanted to pry Zhao Louqin off his leg, but Zhao was holding on too tightly. There was no way he would let go in a situation like this.

“I won’t let go! What did I do wrong that we’re talking about divorce? It’s not even April Fool’s Day!” Zhao Louqin clung even tighter. Everything had been fine, and he was just about to embrace his happily ever after when suddenly, he was told about a divorce. At this moment, Zhao Louqin wished it were all just a bad dream!

“Dad…” Zhao Jiusi turned to look at Zheng Yixu, unwilling to see Zhao Louqin suffer like this.

“Do you really want to know?” Zheng Yixu crossed his arms and looked down at Zhao Louqin.

“Of course. I don’t understand what I did wrong.” Zhao Louqin bit his lip. Could it be that Yixu had regained his memories? But even if that were the case, it shouldn’t have escalated to the point of divorce.

He absolutely wouldn’t agree to it—unless they stepped over his dead body.

Zhao Louqin secretly made up his mind, though without much confidence. He knew it was wrong to take advantage of Yixu’s amnesia, and he had already prepared himself to kneel on a keyboard in repentance. But now Yixu wanted to take the child and leave? He was about to go from a winner in life to a lonely man without a partner or a child. This was absolutely unacceptable!

“Heh, you really won’t cry until you see the coffin, will you?” Zheng Yixu looked at Zhao Louqin with disdain. Did he think he could hav” it both ways—maintaining his home life while having affairs on the side? There was no way Yixu could tolerate that, no matter how beautiful Zhao Louqin was.

“…I still refuse to agree unless you can convince me otherwise.” Zhao Louqin was becoming more certain that Yixu must have regained his memories; otherwise, Yixu wouldn’t be so angry and treating him like this.

Should he lie down and take his punishment obediently, or should he just hit himself first?

“I already know about you and Lin Ninghua,” Zheng Yixu said, still trying to save some face for Zhao Louqin. Although Jiusi already knew everything, Zhao Louqin was still his father, and Yixu wanted to maintain some level of dignity in front of their child. Otherwise, if Jiusi ended up with psychological scars, it would be a huge loss.

Zhao Louqin’s face fell—Yixu really had remembered everything?

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have specifically mentioned the situation with Lin Ninghua.

“Father, you…” Jiusi looked at Zhao Louqin with a mix of disappointment and anger, unable to believe that his father was just going to admit it like that. Did all these years of their family’s love really mean less to him than Lin Ninghua? No wonder Dad was now considering divorce!

“I… I didn’t mean to,” Zhao Louqin stammered, instinctively avoiding his son’s gaze, so he didn’t notice the change in Zhao Jiusi’s expression.

“Oh, so it’s my fault then?” Zheng Yixu scoffed coldly.

“No, no, no, it’s my fault, it’s my mistake,” Zhao Louqin quickly admitted. “I was wrong. I swear I’ll never do it again, okay?”

“Old habits die hard. Have you ever seen a cat that doesn’t steal food? I don’t believe you. Let go of me. I’m taking Jiusi with me, and you can see him every week. I’ll fax the divorce papers to you tomorrow,” Zheng Yixu said with a glance, pulling Zhao Jiusi with him, ready to leave. The sooner they got out of there, the better. Sun Ai had already arranged an apartment for him, ready for them to move in at any time.

After the divorce, he could buy another place for himself.

After all, the original owner of his body wasn’t short on money!

“No!” Zhao Louqin clung desperately to Zheng Yixu, refusing to let go. “Jiusi, help me convince your dad! I’ve only made this one mistake—am I really beyond redemption?” Zhao Louqin was on the verge of losing it. He admitted that he was in the wrong, but did it really have to be so unforgivable? Amnesia isn’t something you find on the street like cabbage—it’s not an everyday occurrence!

Besides, all he wanted was to erase every trace of Lin Ninghua from Yixu’s mind. Lin Ninghua had occupied all of Yixu’s youth, and Zhao Louqin had always felt like a latecomer, lacking confidence in himself. On top of that, Lin Ninghua had been playing the role of a self-sacrificing saint, staying single all these years, which was obviously a ploy!

Having such a ticking time bomb around—how could Zhao Louqin ever have peace of mind in his own life?

“Father, some mistakes just can’t be made,” Zhao Jiusi said, struggling with his emotions. He didn’t want his family to fall apart, but watching his dad and father go their separate ways would be even worse. He didn’t want to end up like some of his classmates, who spoke of marriage and family with disdain.

“Dad, I…” Zhao Jiusi trailed off, turning to look at Zheng Yixu. If there was even the slightest chance to start over…

“Even if a broken mirror is repaired, the cracks will still be there,” Zheng Yixu said, lowering his head. If he were the original person, he might have softened, but he wasn’t. What he wanted was simple—just a divorce.

In simple terms, Zhao Louqin’s mistake could only be considered emotional infidelity—being ambiguously involved with someone else. He was never unfaithful in a physical sense; Zhao Louqin almost always slept at home, and Zheng Yixu had confidence in his character in that regard.

In other marriages, this situation could still be salvageable. Everyone experiences frustration with their domestic life and faces temptations. Some people come to their senses and can continue their lives as If nothing happened, possibly even improving their relationship. Those who cannot resist temptation will inevitably lose the harmonious family life they once had.

“I’m sorry, but I’m not Zheng Yixu, who married you. Since I finally have a hold on your mistake, I won’t let go.”

In his heart, Zheng Yixu silently apologized to Zhao Louqin and shook his head firmly as he looked at Zhao Jiusi. “It’s impossible. I can’t tolerate this kind of thing. We should get a divorce. Perhaps in the future, we can still be friends.”

“I’ve left a way out for you. If the original owner returns someday, you might still be able to move from being friends to lovers.”

Of course, this is on the condition that Zhao Louqin doesn’t eagerly go marry Lin Ninghua.

But if that happens, even if the original owner returns, there would be no reason to be with Zhao Louqin again.

“Father, let go,” Zhao Jiusi said, his voice choked with emotion. After sixteen years of a happy life, who would have thought he would witness his parents’ divorce today?

But even though Zhao Jiusi felt torn, he knew he would have to leave with Zheng Yixu. His father would still have Lin Ninghua by his side, but his dad would be left alone.

No matter what, Zhao Louqin is still his father, and Zheng Yixu is still his dad—there’s no doubt about that.

Zhao Jiusi fought hard to hold back his tears and didn’t cry. If he did, his dad might end up crying too.

The divorce proposed by his dad was already heartbreaking enough; he didn’t want to cause his father any more pain.

Zhao Jiusi sniffled, trying to hold back his tears, looking pitiful. This sight broke Zheng Yixu’s heart.

Zhao Jiusi sniffled, holding back his tears and looking quite pitiful. This sight broke Zheng Yixu’s heart.

“A man should own up to his actions,” Zheng Yixu said, frowning. “Even if we leave, you can still find someone else. Lin Ninghua would be more than happy to comfort you. It’s too much to expect to have both of us while trying to keep your options open.”

“I won’t look for anyone else!” Zhao Louqin pleaded. “Yixu, I was wrong, I truly was. I swear I won’t cause any more trouble while you’re amnesiac. From now on, I’ll tell you everything you want to know and never hide anything from you again.”

Zhao Louqin, true to his role as an actor, could summon tears on command.

At this point, if tears were effective, he would cry every day.

If only Yixu’s heart could soften, everything might be fine.

“Let go, Zhao Louqin. Go cry to your Lin Ninghua,” Zheng Yixu said, exasperated. He had hoped for an amicable separation, but that now seemed impossible. Who knew Zhao Louqin would be so clingy? With his image completely disregarded, holding onto Yixu’s leg and crying, anyone who saw them would think Yixu was bullying him!

Zheng Yixu was willing to give Zhao Louqin the house and car and avoid speaking ill of him, so why couldn’t Zhao Louqin just let go?

Zheng Yixu considered that the real issue might be Zhao Jiusi.

No matter whether Zhao Louqin is with him or with Lin Ninghua, Zhao Jiusi will always be his only child. Since Zhao Louqin and Lin Ninghua have rekindled their relationship, he himself naturally has no more use.

Zhao Louqin’s current behavior is obviously aimed at Zhao Jiusi.

Zheng Yixu had already anticipated this outcome, but he didn’t expect Zhao Louqin to be this shameless! It’s one thing to be ambiguous with someone else, but to also want the child? If this really goes to court, the one whose image will be damaged is Zhao Louqin, the famous actor, not him!

“Why would I go to Lin Ninghua to cry?” Zhao Louqin shouted. Could it be that Yixu still has feelings for Lin Ninghua, and now that they’re divorced, he’s going to him?

“Isn’t Lin Ninghua your lover? If you go cry to him, he’ll comfort you well enough. Alright, let me go.” Zheng Yixu grew impatient. Did it really have to be spelled out so bluntly?

Zhao Louqin was completely stunned by Zheng Yixu’s words, feeling both shocked and furious. “What kind of joke is this? Lin Ninghua and I… we’re not in that kind of relationship!”