Lu Yuanhe was on the phone. He heard a loud bang from the other end, and then all went silent.
Angrily, he hung up the phone and began pacing back and forth in the chairman's office.
On this side, Lu Hechen held the documents in his hand and looked at Song Di with a pallid face. "You made these documents so quickly. Are you still my brother?"
Song Di looked at him, a trace of sympathy and helplessness in his eyes. "Hechen, this time, I can't help you. Weilan barely escaped with her life. I understand the decision she made."
"You—" Lu Hechen jumped up, glaring at Song Di with reddened eyes.
Song Di met his gaze and said, "Hechen, an end means a beginning. Without an end, there can be no new beginning. You and Weilan are at a dead end. Divorcing might allow both of you to see the truth more clearly."
"I can't do it." Lu Hechen said.
Song Di looked at him sternly. "Do you still not realize where you went wrong?"
Lu Hechen: "...."
