Wen Yi tugged at her lips, her hand resting on the door frame but not opening the door to let him in. She looked into his eyes and said, "I might have been too nice to you recently, which might have given you the wrong impression. Now that you're back, Mo Shichen, once your identity is restored, let's go through the divorce procedures."
Mo Shichen's eyebrows remained raised, showing no sign of surprise after she finished speaking. After a moment of silence, he spoke, "Do you want to divorce me because you were planning to do so anyway, or is it because after finding me, I had amnesia and there was another woman involved?"
"This..."
"Be frank, Wen Yi."
He interrupted her, still looking into her eyes.
Wen Yi looked at him for a moment and said calmly, "Five years is enough to forget someone, especially someone who has died. Even if you remember them occasionally, the memories will gradually fade away."
"What if there was no Qianrui?"
What if there was no Li Qianrui?
