"Qie Wang, do you understand? As I've said before, you're not in the wrong. The divorce is all on me. I don't want to carry on living like that for the rest of my life. I want to find a new purpose in my life. I don't want to be known as just your wife."
Yan Shanyue had attributed the cause of the breakdown of the marriage to herself, but the more she said that, the more Qie Wang felt worse about himself.
Looking at how calm and collected Yan Shanyue seemed, Qie Wang felt that his hopes of saving the marriage were slowly diminishing. The split had brought him anguish and misery, but he couldn't do anything about it. He opened his mouth several times but struggled to find the right words to say. He knew that she would not change her mind easily.
Finally, he asked one last time, "Shanyue, is it really impossible between the both of us?"
Yan Shanyue closed her eyes and nodded. "Yes, Qie Wang. We've been married for so long now, so just let me go."
