Sheng Ruxi was too stunned to find the words to respond. Her mind raced, struggling to comprehend the sudden revelation. "Wh... what... who..." she stammered, her voice trailing off into confusion.
"That's not for you to worry about. Just sign the papers," the man coldly interjected, his unfriendly tone cutting through the air. His dismissive attitude only deepened Sheng Ruxi's sense of unease.
"I don't remember my signature. I can't sign this," Sheng Ruxi protested, her voice tinged with desperation. The gravity of the situation weighed heavily upon her, and she clung to the remnants of her fading memories.
The man's gaze bore into Sheng Ruxi, as if attempting to discern any trace of deceit. After a momentary pause, he responded, his voice tinged with a hint of condescension. "The doctor already informed me of your amnesia. That's not a problem at all. Just sign the papers, this will be your new signature."
Reluctantly, Sheng Ruxi acquiesced. She took the pen and scrawled her name on the divorce papers, her hand trembling with a mixture of confusion and resignation. She handed the papers over to the man, who scrutinized her signature with a sly smile playing upon his lips.
"Thank you." the man uttered, his words dripping with a disingenuous sense of gratitude. With that, he turned and departed, leaving Sheng Ruxi behind, her face a canvas of bewilderment.
As the door closed, Sheng Ruxi placed a trembling hand upon her head, feeling the weight of the moment bear down upon her. The surge of emotions confusion and loss threatened to overwhelm her.
Despite the overwhelming emotions surging within her, Sheng Ruxi found herself unable to shed a single tear. The void left by her lost memories deepened her confusion and left her yearning for answers.What transpired these past few years? What had led to this moment of signing divorce papers with a man she couldn't remember?
As the lawyer sat in his car, he reached for his phone and made a call. "I've gotten her signature. I'll send the papers over to you," he stated matter-of-factly, his voice devoid of any sympathy or remorse. With that, he ended the call and drove away, leaving behind a trail of unanswered questions.
Days later, Sheng Ruxi was discharged from the hospital, her mind still clouded by uncertainty. With no one to turn to and no specific destination in mind, she allowed her feet to guide her aimlessly through the streets. Each step carried a heavy burden of confusion and disorientation. She felt lost amidst the bustling city, unable to make sense of the whirlwind of events that had unfolded in such a short span of time.
Coming to a stop in front of a restaurant, Sheng Ruxi caught sight of her own reflection in the mirrored glass. Her beautiful face and perfect figure stared back at her, a stark reminder of her desirability. It struck her that any man would covet her, which only fueled her determination to unravel the mysteries surrounding her marriage and impending divorce.
In the divorce papers she had signed, the names Qin Weisheng, Qin Tiansheng, Qin Meixi, and Qin Xixi appeared. They were listed as her husband and children, yet she had no recollection of them. The names held no meaning to her, a puzzle waiting to be solve. With a mix of determination and trepidation, Sheng Ruxi wanted to uncover the truth at all cost.
Determined to find a place to stay and gather more information about her past, Sheng Ruxi discovered a card left by the lawyer before her departure from the hospital. The card bore the name "Rong Bank," providing a potential lead in her quest for answers.
After inquiring with several people, Sheng Ruxi finally located the bank and made her way there. As she entered the bank, she approached the receptionist, hoping to gather any information or assistance that would aid her journey. However, her presence seemed to elicit a less-than-welcoming response from the receptionist.
"I'm sorry, we're not requesting any cleaners right now," the receptionist retorted, her tone laced with disrespect. The receptionist's judgmental gaze, scrutinizing Sheng Ruxi's attire, betrayed an unfriendly disposition.
Sheng Ruxi glanced down at her outfit—a simple white shirt, blue jeans, and comfortable flat shoes. Observing the well-dressed individuals entering and exiting the bank, she began to understand the basis for the receptionist's condescending tone.
Refusing to be discouraged by the receptionist's dismissal, Sheng Ruxi took a deep breath, steadying herself. Not having the time or energy to engage in an argument, Sheng Ruxi handed the card to the receptionist, who seemed taken aback by the sudden change in her demeanor. The receptionist's expression shifted from mockery to fear, surprising Sheng Ruxi once again. She couldn't help but wonder what significance lay behind the contents of the safe.
"Miss... please hold on. I'll call someone to take you to your safe," the receptionist said, her tone now infused with respect as she hurriedly dialed a number. Sheng Ruxi responded with a simple "Hmm," her curiosity growing with each passing moment.
Shortly afterward, a well-dressed woman arrived and courteously escorted Sheng Ruxi to the safe. As they reached their destination, the woman handed Sheng Ruxi the keys. With trembling hands, Sheng Ruxi opened the safe, only to be met with a sight that left her utterly astounded—stacks of money and jewelry worth millions of dollars. The sheer opulence before her overwhelmed her senses.
As her fingers grazed the sparkling jewelry and her eyes scanned the stacks of cash, Sheng Ruxi struggled to process the reality of the situation. Within the safe, she discovered a note, its message etching the word "Alimony" onto her consciousness. This revelation solidified one undeniable truth—her ex-husband, Qin Weisheng, was undeniably wealthy.