After divorcing the mute girl, President Gu knelt down and begged for reconciliation.

Chapter 184 Divorce Certificate
At this point, Yu Yousheng stopped, his eyes fixed indifferently on Song Jin'an.

—Are you talking about your mother?
Song Jin'an's hands were trembling, almost unable to hold back...

Yu Yousheng laughed, a hint of resentment in his voice: "She's also your mother."

She pursed her lips, looking at Song Jin'an with a conflicted expression. She had so much to say, but didn't know where to begin.

She is also in pain; things have developed to this point, and the same pain is hitting her hard.

Song Jin'an gave a bitter smile and extended her hand.

—So, you're here to get revenge on me, right?

She lowered her eyes sadly. So, her mother had been dead for a long time...

For a moment, Song Jin'an was at a loss for what to do with her mixed feelings. After a moment of silence, she asked in a voice, "My mother is dead. Has the person who killed her been punished?"

Hearing this, Yu Yousheng couldn't help but smile: "No, he is still living a carefree life abroad, a renowned professor at a prestigious university."

Song Jin'an couldn't feel Yu Yousheng's heart-wrenching pain and suffering, at least not in the past few decades.

As for myself, I can only accept the dictates of fate, becoming a link in the chain, a walking corpse monster in a cage.

She had never experienced the warmth and happiness of a family, and felt that her happiness had been destroyed by Song Jin'an.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to find Song Jin'an to take revenge.

Is it wrong for her to just want her parents' love?

Song Jin'an wanted to say something, but she couldn't utter a single word. Her fingers slowly curled together as she quietly looked at Yu Yousheng in front of her.

"So, I hate you, I despise you!"

Yu Yousheng looked at her and continued hysterically, "If it weren't for you, I would still have a perfect and happy family, and I wouldn't have lost my mother so early..."

"Song Jin'an, why were you born? Why were you born!"

"You've also monopolized Mom's love! What right do you, a mute, have? What right do you have?!"

Hearing her roar, Song Jin'an felt a sharp pain in her heart, and her eyes were filled with confusion and helplessness. She didn't even know how things had turned out this way...

She clenched her fists, trying to calm herself down, her heart pounding wildly, and for a moment she felt utterly hopeless.

But I've never seen my mother since I was a child...

Song Jin'an's heart was aching terribly. She didn't know why she had become like this. For a moment, she felt the joy of finding her mother, but the next second she was plunged into hell again, because her mother was no longer there...

Therefore, in her entire life, she has never received, and will never receive, maternal love again.

As she thought about it, she started to laugh, a laugh that was more ugly than crying, and her voice was extremely unpleasant.

Yu Yousheng looked at her like this, clenched his fingers, and looked at Song Jin'an with complicated eyes.

"This is the pain you deserve."

She looked down at Song Jin'an, who was in unbearable pain, and sneered repeatedly.

After saying that, he left the room.

Song Jin'an's breathing was heavy, and her chest felt so tight it felt like her heart was about to burst.

She had cried until she had no tears left, and she didn't even know how she got out of the hotel. She sat on an empty chair outside all night.

Just then, her phone rang. She glanced at it mechanically; it was a call from Wei Zhou.

Song Jin'an gripped her phone tightly, almost afraid to answer, but she eventually did.

Wei Zhou's voice came from the other end of the phone. He said, "Please come back to the villa now. I need to hand things over to you in person." Song Jin'an's breathing tightened slightly, and she frowned.

Knowing she couldn't speak, Wei Zhou spoke again, "I'll be waiting for you to come back at the villa."

She hung up the phone, hailed a taxi on the street, and returned to the villa. Half an hour had passed, and Wei Zhou was waiting for her in the living room.

Song Jin'an was in a state of confusion and had a feeling that something bad was about to happen. When she saw Wei Zhou, she noticed that Wei Zhou's expression was also not good, and his smile was somewhat forced.

His voice was tense and he stammered: "Miss Song."

He addressed her as "Miss Song," and Song Jin'an's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, sank completely. Then...

died.

Wei Zhou, however, didn't know what to say, but he took out a red object from his briefcase and handed it to Song Jin'an.

It's a divorce certificate.

Song Jin'an didn't speak on the phone; it was Wei Zhou whose voice was hesitant and stuttering, as if he didn't know how to start the conversation.

"President Gu signed the divorce agreement last night, and the divorce certificate was processed expedited."

The expedited processing he mentioned involved connections; otherwise, under the current policy, a 30-day cooling-off period is required for divorce.

Gu Xijue doesn't even want to wait this little bit of time anymore...?

"Ms. Song, these are your divorce documents with Mr. Gu."

Wei Zhou handed the bag to Song Jin'an, his voice somewhat soft, as he was afraid that the woman in front of him would burst into tears, or grab his hand and start crying, making a scene, or even threatening suicide.

But the woman in front of him didn't respond; instead, his gaze became increasingly indifferent as he quietly looked at the divorce certificate that Wei Zhou handed him.

He took a deep breath, his lips slightly parted, and accepted the divorce certificate.

Seeing her reaction, which wasn't very strong, Wei Zhou finally spoke up: "There are fifty million in this card."

As she spoke, she handed her the bank card again, and Song Jin'an's face remained calm. She even glanced at the photo on the divorce certificate, which was the same as the photo on the marriage certificate from a few years ago.

"Regarding the issue of child custody, Mr. Gu has only granted you the right to visit twice a year, with each visit lasting three days, for a total of six days."

Upon hearing this, Song Jin'an's composure vanished instantly. She grabbed Wei Zhou's wrist and frantically typed and broadcast the message on her phone.

"I do not accept!"

"The agreement states that I have custody of the children, so how did he get the divorce certificate? How could he do that!"

She neither signed the document on the spot nor amended any clauses in the divorce agreement, yet Gu Xijue so easily seized custody.
"Does he really think he can control everything in Haicheng?!"

Song Jin'an's face was full of disbelief.

Looking at Song Jin'an, who was in such a state of confusion, Wei Zhou breathed a sigh of relief: "Miss Song, you should know when to stop. If you insist on making a scene, I don't think President Gu will let you take care of the child for six days a year, out of consideration for our past relationship."

"The Gu family has the best legal team; you can't fight them head-on."

Wei Zhou meant that Song Jin'an should know when to stop and not act flustered and hysterical in front of Gu Xijue.

But how could Song Jin'an let her child leave her? She immediately went to the villa to find the child, but it was obvious that the child had already been taken away.

She staggered and fell to the ground.

Wei Zhou didn't want to see her like this, so he left immediately.

Song Jin'an, on the other hand, slumped to the ground, staring blankly at the card and divorce certificate in her hand, before tearing the divorce certificate to shreds!