"Ning Zijin, stop right there." The man caught up to her in a few strides, his grip firm on her arm as he forced her to face him, "Why are you running?" "Let go." Ning Zijin shook off his hand and stepped back, her gaze falling to her toes, "Ye Feng, what on earth do you want?" "That’s what I should be asking you, what the hell do you want?" "I want a divorce, I want to leave you, will you agree?" Ning Zijin scoffed, lifting her eyes to look at that once handsome but now haggard face. Her heart sharply ached, but her expression revealed no flaws, as chilly as ever. "Stop making a scene, will you?" Ye Feng tried to embrace her, but Ning Zijin pushed him away, "Who’s making a scene? Ye Feng, the internet is overflowing with people blackening my name, you must really enjoy wearing that green hat. I’m telling you, I can’t forget my first love, I want to go back to him, I’m sick of you, sick of your mother, sick of your disgusting family. If you really love me, you’d let me go." After saying all this, Ning Zijin had almost used up all her strength, yet she desperately fought to keep herself from collapsing. "Do you really think I’m going to believe you? Jinjin, you don’t understand yourself and you don’t understand me." Ye Feng walked over and forcibly held her in his arms. Ning Zijin struggled to break free, but Ye Feng’s arms tightened, "Don’t move, just let me hold you for a while. Do you know how much I’ve missed you these past few days?" Ning Zijin stopped struggling. The embrace was too familiar and too warm; it felt like hiding in his arms could shield her from all the storms. But she knew beyond this warmth lay the cruel and merciless reality, deluding herself would only drag her down further. "Ye Feng, not having children is the biggest issue between us. The pressure from your family and your mother makes it impossible for me to continue this journey with you. I’m sorry, I’m the one fleeing. Please let me go." "So, it all comes down to having a child, then. Fine, I’ll tell you now, clearly and plainly, I’ve had a sterilization surgery yesterday. You’re infertile, I’m sterile—we’re just the perfect match." He said, taking out the hospital report from his pocket and handing it to her. The source of thɪs content is novel★fire.net Ning Zijin trembled as she looked at the report, her eyes filled with disbelief as she yelled at Ye Feng, "Are you out of your mind?" She cried as she hit him, "Your parents will definitely hate me to death now. Why are you so stupid?" Ye Feng grabbed her hands, his dark eyes heavily gazing at her, "There are many responsibilities in life, but the only person I want to be responsible for is you. You can’t have everything— I only want you. I know this is selfish, but I can’t help it. Losing you... I would surely die...." Losing you, I would surely die. Ning Zijin’s tears blurred her vision as she finally burst into loud sobs. Ye Feng embraced her tightly, "Cry, it’ll feel better once you let it out. We can leave for another country now and never come back." "Ye Feng, you bastard, asshole... you had a sterilization surgery without consulting me, why are you so foolish...." Ye Feng offered a bitter smile, "I also think I’m foolish, living and dying over a woman, but what can I do? Besides you, no other woman in this world could ever make me so emotionally invested." Ning Zijin suddenly pushed him away and turned to leave. The action was so abrupt that Ye Feng hadn’t reacted before Ning Zijin crossed the bustling street, its peril almost giving him a heart attack. He was about to chase her when a large truck passed by. When he looked again, Ning Zijin was standing by the roadside shouting, "Ye Feng, you fool." No sooner had the words been spoken than she dived into a taxi parked at the roadside and the car sped off. Ye Feng stomped in frustration—she had slipped away again. Ning Zijin sat in the taxi, her eyes blurry with tears, when the driver asked, "Miss, where are you heading?" Crying louder, fearing she might pass out from grief, the driver inquired, "Miss, did you just go through a breakup?" Some women become desperate after a breakup, he had seen many such cases as a taxi driver. "Why do you care?" Ning Zijin snapped. But indeed, once she turned fierce, she exuded the intimidating presence of Master Ning and it was somewhat scary—the driver shrank back, not daring to speak further. Ning Zijin’s crying became more violent, tears smudging her makeup completely, cursing Ye Feng while she cried. After the wedding ceremony came the banquet. Yun Ya and Ning Zihuan sat at the same table, and just as they had taken their seats, a beautiful girl with long black hair wearing a white dress—looking very pure, approached and naturally took the seat next to Ning Zihuan. Turning her head, she smiled and asked, "Young Master Ning, what a coincidence, may I sit here?"