The dark and colorful night outside the window was suffocating.

In a private room in the hotel, Lu Yicheng, whose clothes were in disarray, hugged himself tightly. He was shivering all over, and his broken body was like a withered leaf falling after late autumn.

She had never expected that she would just go to the hospital to get the medicine. However, she had just met a group of gangsters, who had taken her into the car, brought her here, raped her, and took photos.

She felt a piercing pain all over her body and was struggling to stand up. Suddenly, the door was opened and two familiar figures came in—her husband, He Weiwu, and his cousin, Yan Mengjie.

At this moment, it was as if Lu Yifan had met a savior. He held back the tears that were about to flow out of his eyes and immediately ran over. "Weizhao, I just... I..."

"There's no need to say anything else. I know." There was no trace of surprise on He Weihui's face as he calmly said.

Lu binding was surprised, but he suddenly took out a document from his bag and gently threw it at her. He said in a calm tone, "Lu Yixuan, it's time for us to end it—let's sign it."

Lu binding hesitated to take the document and read it. Her eyes suddenly widened—this was actually a divorce agreement.

She couldn't believe it was true. She asked with red eyes, "Weizhao, what do you mean by this?"

"It means that Weizhao wants to divorce you and marry me." On the side, Yan Mengjie's face showed a particularly unbridled and sinister smile. "Now, Weizhao is already the new president of Lu Enterprises' medical department, and has transferred all your husband and wife's property. So you can only go out of your house. You'd better sign your name and leave quickly."

Today, Yan Mengjie wore a light blue gauze dress. Her long black hair was scattered. Her skin was delicate and white, her lips were red, and her teeth were white. She looked as gentle and lovely as ever. Compared with her swollen eyes, messy hair, and messy clothes, she was in stark contrast.

"What?" Lu Yixuan couldn't figure it out. Since her parents died one after another, she had been the only heir to Lu Enterprises' medical industry. Because she was weak, He Weiheng had asked her to take good care of herself at home and manage the company for the time being. When he took over, he had promised her that he wouldn't take any of the things that belonged to her. Why did Lu Enterprises' medical industry become his now?

She was even more shocked. Yan Mengjie was his big cousin. How could they get married?

Yan Mengjie looked at her with a sarcastic look and said, "In this world, only a stupid woman like you would believe that I am just a dignified cousin and believe in you for five years. In fact, Weizhao and I have been together for five years, and we are right in front of you."

"No, it's impossible..." Lu Yixuan shook her head violently. The endless pain was like a fierce wave on the sea, making her float in the drowning water.

"Why is it impossible?" Yan Mengjie's eyes were full of pride. "What's more, we even have a child—An'an is our child. Speaking of which, I really have to thank you for raising An'an for five years and curing her illness. Only then can we save time to control the medical care of Lu Enterprises."

Yan Mengjie's words undoubtedly caused a great blow to her heart. Her heart was riddled with holes and there was not a single blade of grass left.

Because she had congenital affairs, she might not be able to be a mother for the rest of her life. After marriage, her mother-in-law, Yang Xiuqin, would not like her.

Until one day, He Wei took An 'an, who was congenitally ill, back and told Yang Xiuqin that An'an was his only child in his life. Finally, Yang Xiuqin shut up.

At that time, she was very touched. She was very glad that she had a husband who was so protective of her. However, she did not expect that he would ask her to raise him up. He was with Yan Mengjie's child!

Lu Yixuan didn't dare to believe this cruel fact. She would rather believe that it was a joke between He Weiheng and Yan Mengjie. Her dull eyes fell on He Weiheng, and her voice was almost pleading. "Weili, tell me, what she said is fake. You are joking, right?"

"Mengjie, what you said is true." Speaking of this, He Wei said to her righteously, "Lu Yifan, did you think that I was very happy during the five years I married you? Just because you have a few money, I have to compromise and marry a woman like you who can't give birth to a child, and I have to let my Mengjie suffer so that she can't be exposed? Have your parents ever thought highly of me? Now, I have got what I want, and you have no value. You'd better sign a divorce quickly!"