Chapter 987: People Who Don't Know Will Think You've Done Something Good
Shao Wuhan didn't panic at all. He calmly packed his bag and stood up after he finished packing. He looked at Han Xiwang without fear.
"Mr. Han... Director Han and President Han are the ones who asked me to help in this matter. So I really don't need you to worry about whether or not I can continue to stay at the Han Group."
"What?" Han Xiwang took two steps back in shock and looked at Shao Wuhan in disbelief. He wanted to see something from Shao Wuhan's expression.
However, Shao Wuhan didn't want to stay any longer after saying this. He lifted his foot and walked toward the door.
Han Xiwang was the only one left in this large living room.
He didn't know that before dawn, Han Cihui had taken Jia Qiulian to Han Yuanjun's place.
Han Xiwang hadn't been standing in the living room long when he saw Zhang Xuiying carrying her suitcase downstairs.
He anxiously pulled Zhang Xiuying's arm and asked, "Where are you going?"
Zhang Xiuying pushed him hard. "I'm going to live in Jun's house. When the divorce and division of properties are completed, I'll return to my family's house."
Han Xiwang immediately became angry and shouted, "Okay! Sure! You guys can do it! Everyone is working together, bullying me for an outsider! You guys want to kick me out of the Han Family, right?"
Zhang Xiuying dragged her suitcase to the door. "Say whatever you want to say. No matter what, I'm never going back to you."
This time, Han Xiwang didn't stop her because he knew he couldn't stop her.
The last time Zhang Xiuying asked for a divorce, she did not do this. But this time, even a fool could tell that she was determined to divorce him.
After Zhang Xiuying left, only Han Xiwang remained in the villa. He looked at the empty house and suddenly felt empty in his heart.
Liang Zixuan, Han Yuanjun, and the others had come home a day later than Han Cihui, so they were still sleeping in their rooms.
Han Cihui never considered himself a guest at Han Yuanjun's place. He always considered himself the master of the house, so it didn't matter to him whether Han Yuanjun and Liang Zixuan were there or not. Once Han Cihui and Jia Qiulian enter his house, they can do whatever they want.
However, Han Cihui wasn't as calm as before. After all, his mother and father were going to divorce. Of course, this matter wouldn't be easy for anyone.
To distract himself, Han Cihui locked himself in Han Yuanjun's study. He began planning the script for his next movie.
Jia Qiulian was very concerned about him and personally made him tea.
When Han Cihui saw her enter, a smile appeared on his unhappy face.
"Don't tire yourself out. There are servants in this house, let them do it."
Jia Qiulian smiled as she placed the teacup in front of him. "But I want to make the tea for you personally."
Han Cihui took a sip and patted Jia Qiulian's hand. "Go get some rest. If you feel bored, you can go for a walk in the park. My brother's place is very big. There's a lot to look around."
Jia Qiulian pulled out a chair and sat next to him. "I want to stay here with you."
Han Cihui turned around and looked at her. "I'm writing a script right now. Won't you get bored seeing me like this?"
"No, of course not." Jia Qiulian smiled shyly, "Didn't you say the female lead for the next movie would be me? So I want to see what you've written and what kind of role you want me to play."
Han Cihui nodded. "In that case, you can watch me write. If you think something is wrong, you can share your opinion with me."
"Okay!"
Jia Qiulian sat there obediently and watched as Han Cihui's fingers rapidly tapped the keyboard.
Suddenly, seeing one point was wrong; she whispered. "The female lead will be a strong person, right? Han Cihui, I think it's better for her to be patient and strong in this situation. She'll never cry in front of the men even if she wants to. When there's no one around, she'll sit in a corner and cry."
Han Cihui was stunned for a moment. He thought about it carefully and suddenly remembered Jia Qiulian's performance during the audition in Fan Xiaobo's ward that day.
A thought suddenly crossed his mind and he immediately laughed. "Yes, you're right."
Han Cihui quickly pressed the delete key and rewrote the script again.
Jia Qiulian was really good at writing scripts. There was nothing wrong with her opinion. She could reproduce the plot immediately, which made Han Cihui bewildered.
"Lianlian, what did you do in the past? You're really good at suggesting the plot."
Jia Qiulian bit her lip and smiled shyly. "Before I went abroad to study, I studied Chinese Literature. I also wrote two books during that time. It wasn't until my father wanted me to inherit his company that I started studying finance."
"Damn, you even wrote two books?" Han Cihui asked excitedly as if he had found a treasure. "What are the names of the books you wrote? Are they published?"
"Yes," Jia Qiulian nodded, "They were published. At that time, all my books were bestsellers. My pseudonym was also quite famous. But when I went abroad, I stopped writing."
"Hahahahahaha..." Han Cihui laughed out loud. "Then what am I doing here?"
He quickly stood up and pulled Jia Qiulian to his seat. "Let me tell you the outline. This script is yours to write."
"Me?" Jia Qiulian asked in surprise, "Can I?"
"Of course, you can. You've published two books, so why not? Tell me the titles of your two books. I'll look for them later. You stay here and write your script."
"But!" Jia Qiulian pulled Han Cihui, who was about to leave the room and said nervously, "But I don't even know what your outline is. You haven't told me yet."
"Oh, right." Han Cihui put his cell phone down on the table and seriously began to tell Jia Qiulian the outline of his movie.
After she heard this, she turned to the screen and continued writing the half-finished script.
When Zhang Xiuying arrived, she asked the housekeeper where Han Cihui and Jia Qiulian had gone. The housekeeper told her that they were in the study.
Zhang Xiuying curiously went into the study and looked at the closed door. She didn't knock and slowly pushed the door open, leaving a gap. Through the crack, she saw Jia Qiulian sitting in front of the computer, busy with something, while Han Cihui sat next to her, looking at the phone.
Although she didn't know what the two of them were busy with, Zhang Xiuying was very happy to see them sitting there quietly.
Really, there was nothing more delightful than this scene.
There was no need for the two of them to play together or talk with each other all day. They could both sit there quietly. There wasn't much distance between them. When they looked up, they could see each other. The feeling was very good.
Zhang Xiuying couldn't bear to disturb them. She quietly closed the door and turned to leave.
It was almost noon when Han Yuanjun and Liang Zixuan finally woke up. Both of them were not enthusiastic, and their faces showed signs of exhaustion. But when they saw Zhang Xiuying, they immediately rejoiced.
"Auntie, how is the matter going on?" Han Yuanjun asked with concern.
Zhang Xiuying smiled and nodded. There was no sadness on her face. Instead, she was happy. "Everything went smoothly. I told you that Shao Wuhan's presence wasn't just for show. He only needed to say a word or two, and Han Xiwang instantly fell silent. He couldn't find any words to refute. Hahahaha..."
Liang Zixuan heard her devilish laughter and couldn't help but bite her lips. "Auntie, this is a divorce. Why are you laughing so happily? People who don't know will think you've done something good."
"It's a good thing for me." Zhang Xiuying said with a smile, "You don't know. I wasn't joking when I asked for a divorce before. But back then, as long as Han Xiwang didn't agree, we couldn't get a divorce. But now it's different. Even if he doesn't agree, we'll get divorced. This feeling of relief was really great. It was as if I had released myself from the burden of two hundred kilograms. My whole body was suddenly relieved."
Hearing Zhang Xiuying's words, Liang Zixuan couldn't help but wonder how Han Xiwang would feel when he heard that.
Will he be so angry that he will flip over the roof?
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