Chapter 6
Divorcing Is Fatal
“Does the school nurture such a teaching environment?”
As the man’s words fell, an oppressive energy immediately hit everyone present with the force of a mountain.
Xia Bohe’s hand, which was fumbling with her skirt’s hem, could not help but clenched tightly.
In her mind, the original host’s memories of marriage surged.
She was eighteen years old when the two families came to an agreement and she had gotten married secretly. She did not like the man’s cold personality at the time. During the three years of marriage, she had repeatedly run away from home. She had even declared that her heart belonged to another person and she would divorce after graduating from university.
Since they got married, they had been staying in separate rooms and had never lived together as a couple. However, it was unknown why the original host was naturally afraid of him, and she could not even bear living with him under the same roof.
“Director Luo, I assure you that we will investigate this matter thoroughly. We will identify and solve the issue, and carry out the relevant punishments and improvements.”
Zheng Qingshan hastily promised in an eager voice, pulling Xia Bohe back to her senses.
However, at the next second, Xia Bohe thought of the novel’s following plot.
Framed, the original host was caught by Zheng Qingshan in the changing room not long before her director husband had arrived at the school. After hearing of the scandal and further relating it with the original host’s continuous fuss over divorcing, he became enraged on the spot and went to the Civil Affairs Bureau with her the next day to arrange a divorce.
Since then, the original host, initially ‘the rich wife’ befitted to possess the best resources, successfully brought about her destruction.
In the later stage of the plot, the original host was a nobody who had neither resources nor a good reputation. She was bullied by a group of female supporting characters, serving as a foil to the heroine’s beauty and goodness, and finally met a miserable end by suicide.
Xia Bohe shuddered, goosebumps breaking out all over her body.
This divorce… cannot happen!
Being divorced was the biggest reason why the original host was met with a cannon-fodder-like fate, leading to her decline all the way.
If she was not divorced, she could enjoy a luxurious life as the lady of a wealthy family as long as she returned home regularly and took on the superficial duty of ‘the wife’.
Living in a villa and being taken care of by servants… if she acted cutesy she might get exclusive resources in the field. It was a script that would allow her to win effortlessly no matter what!
The original host was a good card played terribly.
Xia Bohe took a deep breath.
No way, she must explain this clearly first. She must not be divorced!
She had thrown the phone out of the window just now, and he had probably picked it up from the flower bed downstairs.
However, he said that he saw it in the corridor. Was he saying this to help her?
Then, did he believe that she was innocent?
“Director Luo, th…thank you for picking up my phone. I fell asleep just now. I don’t know who stole my phone and send the message…”
After Xia Bohe finished saying that in her heart, her cheeks reddened slightly, and she turned her small face away uncomfortably.
The angle at which her small face turned happened to allow the man to take in her gorgeous, delicate features and the little button imprint.
She then stepped slightly to the left, leaned forward, and bowed, as if she was extremely respectful.
Her straight, silk-like black hair fell from her shoulders instantly. She handed the phone out again, but her slender fingers accidentally brushed against the man’s long fair fingers.
The air in the whole corridor seemed to freeze.
The touch of their fingers and the warm temperature between them seemed to go still.
Xia Bohe’s heart was pounding.
Did he see the sleep marks on her face?
Did he believe her? Would he divorce her the next day like what had happened in the novel’s following plot?
After a while, just when she was about to die of nervousness, the man’s mellow voice finally sounded coldly again.
“Check the surveillance monitors.”
As soon as his words fell, everyone’s expressions in the room changed.
Liu Qichen clenched both his fists, and Min Min’s face turned pallor!
Xia Bohe, however, heaved a sigh of relief. Her back was practically drenched in sweat.