Chapter 58: A Beating for Ling Hanyu

When she woke up again, Song Qingtian felt like her composure was completely shattered.

She stared blankly at the ceiling, recalling the wild night she’d spent with Ling Hanyu—seemingly sweeping through the entire Villa.

“Good heavens!”

“Just let me die!”

Song Qingtian raised her hand to cover her eyes, feeling utterly conflicted. Had she really lost her mind?

“Are you awake?”

Just as Song Qingtian was wallowing in self-reproach, Ling Hanyu leaned over beside her.

His voice was low and deeply magnetic, sending a shiver down her spine.

She bit her lip and turned her head to look at Ling Hanyu, who still looked a bit drowsy.

“What on earth is this man made of? Can’t he stop being so tempting?”

“I… I’ll sleep a little longer!”

Turning around, Song Qingtian buried her face in Ling Hanyu’s chest. He lifted his hands slightly and looked down at the hiding Song Qingtian.

Lowering his hands, he said coldly, “Don’t think that just because we slept together, it means I’m acknowledging your status. Didn’t you want a divorce?”

“So… you agree to the divorce?”

Hearing Ling Hanyu’s words, Song Qingtian hurriedly pushed herself away from him and looked straight at him.

At that moment, Ling Hanyu’s expression darkened.

His icy gaze was as piercing as a blade.

Song Qingtian had long since grown immune to Ling Hanyu’s stare; no matter how cold he always seemed, even this chill felt perfectly normal.

“How about this: once I get back, I’ll give you the divorce agreement. You sign it, and you don’t have to give me anything—just go through with the divorce. Outwardly, I’ll say it was my initiative, and—” He paused, then added, “I’ll even date the agreement six months ago, so no one can criticize you afterward!”

Song Qingtian’s plan was crystal clear, laying everything out in perfect order.

And yet, it all seemed to be for Ling Hanyu’s sake.

Ling Hanyu stared at her, his gaze growing even colder. “And then?”

“And then we’re done. It’ll be enough if I can occasionally visit Nuonuo!”

“Song Qingtian…”

Song Qingtian spoke with remarkable seriousness. “President Ling…”

Ling Hanyu remained silent, simply watching her.

Song Qingtian quickly got to her feet and began getting dressed.

But after three days without eating, she was nearly drained; as soon as she stood up, she plopped right back down.

Her whole body ached from the fall.

Still, she managed to pull herself up and finish dressing.

Then, looking disheveled and exhausted, she dashed out the door.

As the door closed behind her, Ling Hanyu rubbed the bridge of his nose, got up to wash himself, and only then left Yang Yifan’s house.

By then, Yang Yifan was already waiting outside. Seeing Ling Hanyu, Yang Yifan was somewhat surprised—his frame looked thinner, but his neck and lips were both cut open, clearly indicating that Song Qingtian had really gone all out this time.

“Where’s Madam?”

“She took a taxi as soon as she came out and left. We’ve already sent people after her, and just now we got word that she’s headed home.”

“Mm.”

End of Chapter 58: A Beating for Ling Hanyu