When Tongrui received Mr. Fu’s fax, it was eight o'clock at night in Florence.

When Tongrui received Mr. Fu’s fax, it was eight o'clock at night in Florence.

Ever since receiving his phone call in the morning, Tongrui had been in a dazed state, sitting by the window. She did not even have a drop of water or a mouthful of food.

The fax machine made a whirring sound and two copies of the divorce agreement came out of the machine.

She caressed the part of the papers where Lingye had put down his signature, and her tears quickly came. They fell on the papers and botched the ink.

Tongrui put down the divorce agreement by her legs, but she had no intention to sign them.

When she first found out that she was related to Lingye by blood, she was bracing herself for the possibility of a divorce, but when the time finally came and Lingye was able to sign the papers so casually, she found it close to impossible to even put her pen to paper.

Their marriage only lasted a few months, yet she had experienced a wide spectrum of things with Lingye. It felt like a very long time had elapsed.

It began to snow in the Florence night sky.

She watched the falling snowflakes and thought about the winter in North City. She imagined Lingye carrying her in the snow until they grew old.

It felt like their happy times just ended yesterday. How did they come to a divorce so quickly and so suddenly?

It was two at dawn in North City.

“Have you found the address that Mr. Fu has sent the fax to?”

“Not yet, but I should find out very soon.”

Xu Kun was staring at the computer screens as his underlings were scrambling to pinpoint the destination address of the fax.

Lingye stood by the sweeping huge window and gazed into the distance. It was snowing out there.

The weather was cool and unforgiving. He wondered if Rui was experiencing the same coldness.

After sipping on some brandy, the alcohol slowly diffused into his system. Only then he did feel a little better.

He found some drawings from the cupboard that were drawn by Tongrui. One of them was his portrait.

was a drawing of him working in front of his

and she was seen holding a pen. She was gazing intently at

never knew when she drew this

back in

of Florence”. In the pages of that book, there were some

the book, he peeped a few lines of words, and a formula for calculating distance scribbled

on them and

was the distance between North City and

the culture and sceneries in Florence, and the memos had Tongrui’s handwriting…

read the other memos, and he saw

you come to Florence

up. He turned around and marched out of his

his march, he called Xu Kun, “Book me the shortest flight to Florence

Could Mrs. Fu

locate the destination. He shouted at Xu Kun, “We got it. The fax went to the Florence town area, but we still need some time to pinpoint the exact

heaved a sigh of relief, “Boss, it seems that Mrs. Fu

Black Spyker, and it sped along the highway in the dark

foul mood

hard as cold sweat began to permeate his back. However, he had no intention of stopping the

he handled the steering wheel with only one hand. Lingye glanced at the signboard along the highway and found that the airport was only two

the Black Ryker was speeding so fast that

morning. Zhengyuan was woken up by

“Hello?”

Fu? Your son, Lingye, has met with an accident. He’s

gathered outside the emergency unit of the

did the accident

banged into the railing along the highway, but there were no other cars which collided with the back of Mr. Fu’s car. It must be a mistake in handling the car. When we

hand which was holding onto

lie regarding his divorce from Tongrui because he knew that Zhengyuan would send

out where Tongrui

the

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