Song Wei instantly fell silent.
"I didn't want you to marry him back then, but you were stubborn! Your head is iron, and now you've hit the wall, right? Does it hurt?" Ye Haotian lost his temper and slammed the beer glass in his hands onto the table.
The glass collided with the table with a loud bang.
"Don't mess around." Song Wei had a headache and held her forehead. She didn't know if it was because of the cold wind or the alcohol.
"Xiaowei, are you happy?" Ye Haotian suddenly asked.
Song Wei was stunned.
Not far away, the street lamp emitted a dim orange light, and weak moths circled around the light. Their actions seemed bleak and foolish in the cold night.
Was she happy?
Her husband had not returned home since they got married. He did not even mean to marry her back then. How could she be happy?
Ye Haotian grabbed her wrist tightly and gritted his teeth. "If you're unhappy, let's go get you a divorce!"
Song Wei was confused. "Divorce…"
She was slightly drunk and her expression was unclear.
"Yes, divorce!" Ye Haotian's tone was firm. "Who cares if he's Lu Chengchen or someone else? Marriage is a matter of a lifetime. Marriage isn't for you to suffer. If you're unhappy, let's divorce! I've heard about Lu Chengchen's lousy matters overseas. Did he have a mistress outside? You're already in this state, yet you still want to be with him? Don't try to touch him. That kind of person doesn't know what feelings are at all. Even if you stay by his side for another two years, he'll still be nothing. Are you going to waste your entire life on him?"
Song Wei could not help but frown when she heard those words.
How could Lu Chengchen not know what love was? Otherwise, where did Jiang Manxue come from? Moreover, she was pregnant. His feelings were just not open to her.
Ye Haotian saw her hesitation and called her anxiously, "Xiao Wei!"
"Stop it." Song Wei suddenly sobered up and shook her head. Her gaze was firm and stubborn. "It's impossible to divorce him. I can't divorce him."
Ye Haotian could not understand and looked at her in confusion. "Why?"
"Don't ask anymore…" Perhaps it was because of the alcohol, she rubbed her aching temples and waved her hand weakly.
"You have to explain something to me. What do you mean you can't divorce him?" Ye Haotian grabbed her wrist anxiously.
Song Wei was frustrated and confused. She waved at him weakly and refused to speak.
"You…"
Ye Haotian gritted his teeth and shut his mouth unwillingly when he saw her pained expression.
He got up to settle the bill with the boss and held her slender wrist as he got up. He scoffed angrily, "I'll send you back. Where are you staying?"
"The hotel." Song Wei did not refuse.
She couldn't return to the Lu family. Mother Lu must still be waiting at home to interrogate her about the child. The Song family had already become a tiger's den. If she wanted peace, she could only find a place outside.
Ye Haotian supported her as they walked towards the car parked by the roadside. As they walked, he mumbled, "If I had known that such a day would come, I would have married you…"
Song Wei had a splitting headache and could not hear what he was mumbling.
Suddenly, a large hand grabbed her shoulder.
The strength of that palm caused her shoulder to hurt, and her muddled thoughts suddenly became clear. At the same time, the man's displeased voice sounded from behind her. "Where are you going?"