Quadruplets’ Charm: The Tycoon’s Hidden Heirs
Chapter 432 - 431: Even ten of our heads wouldn’t be enough to compensate.

Chapter 432: 431: Even ten of our heads wouldn’t be enough to compensate.

Returning to the room, she pushed the door open and stopped in the doorway.

She stared at Ye Sihan sitting on the sofa in the outer hall, holding a piece of paper.

It was the divorce agreement Xing Ling had written.

She had already signed her name.

"Were you planning on leaving right away?" Ye Sihan lifted his head, and his deep, bottomless eyes betrayed no emotion.

Yet the oppressive atmosphere in the room was so heavy that it made it hard to breathe.

"Yes." Xing Ling said, "Whether you sign or not is your business, but I’m definitely leaving."

"You don’t want the children either?"

"Although we’re separating, the children can come to see me if they miss me," Xing Ling resolved.

She was too tired, truly not wanting to entangle with Ye Sihan anymore.

"What about me?" Ye Sihan looked at her, his dark eyes slightly red.

"Have I ever wronged you?" Xing Ling countered.

Ye Sihan didn’t speak.

"Do you really think I could spend a lifetime with you carrying Tang Yu’s memories? Forcing me to stay by your side will only lead to bigger problems in the future!"

Ye Sihan threw the divorce agreement from his hand, stood up, and took several strides until he was before Xing Ling, his body taut with tension, "What do I have to do for you to agree to stay?"

Xing Ling felt the two were too close and stepped back, "No matter what you do, I won’t stay... Ah!" She was pinned against the door.

Ye Sihan towered over her, his voice pleading, "Just give me one chance, please? I will change."

Xing Ling, seeing Ye Sihan’s expression twist with a madness that bordered on frenzy, tried to push him away and flee, but her wrists were caught.

"Ayu, why won’t you give me a chance? What am I supposed to do if you leave? I can’t divorce you..." Ye Sihan softly kissed Xing Ling’s lips, sucking frenziedly—

"Mmh! No... Mmm!" Xing Ling struggled unsuccessfully as Ye Sihan’s tongue pressed in deeply. "Mmh mmh! Ah mh!"

"Don’t leave, okay?" Ye Sihan drew back his tongue and lapped at her lips over and over again.

Xing Ling raised her hand and slapped him across the face with a smack.

His dark eyes turned crimson with rage, and in an instant, he picked up Xing Ling and tossed her onto the large bed in the bedroom.

"Ah!"

Ye Sihan lunged forward, beginning to tear at her clothes.

He didn’t know how else to make her stay.

This was the only thing he could think of.

"Ah! Ye Sihan, what are you doing?" Xing Ling tried to grab her clothes, but she was no match for Ye Sihan. With a ripping sound, her shoulder was exposed, revealing her shoulder and a large portion of her chest. "If you dare touch me, I’ll die and you’ll see!"

Ye Sihan froze, stiffening as he looked at her.

Xing Ling was gasping for breath, tears welling up in her eyes, "Why are you doing this to me? Why!! I jumped into the sea to get away from you, why can’t I just die? I don’t understand, why can’t I die..."

She cried, her body trembling uncontrollably.

Ye Sihan’s eyes were bloodshot with reflection of tears; his grip loosened as he leaned over and gently embraced her, "Don’t cry, I won’t touch you, don’t cry..."

The ceiling above Xing Ling blurred and then came into focus, only to blur again.

She was in unbearable mental anguish.

"Ayu, what should I do..."

"Divorce, I just want a divorce. I’m begging you, let me go, Ye Sihan, there’s no future for us." That was all Xing Ling asked for.

Ye Sihan held her in his arms, closed his dark eyes, his eyebrows knitted tightly, seemingly enduring great pain.

After a long while, he let go of Tang Yu and left the room.

Xing Ling turned over, buried her face into the pillow, and wept uncontrollably.

In the middle of the night, the butler knocked on the door and entered the study, only to see Ye Sihan sitting dazed in the chair.

Somewhat worried about his mental state.

"Mr. Ye, are you okay?"

"She wants a divorce. Should I agree to it?" Ye Sihan didn’t know if he was asking himself or the butler.

Such words already felt like daggers to his own heart.

Traces of tears were visible in his reddened dark eyes.

Seeing this, the butler was so shocked he couldn’t speak for a long while.

At this moment, Mr. Ye was so fragile that he couldn’t withstand a single blow.

Xing Ling woke up late this morning.

She sat on the bed, spacing out for quite a while.

She hadn’t slept well last night.

She only wanted to escape from Ye Sihan’s coercion.

Even though she possessed the memories of being with Ye Sihan as Xing Ling, it wasn’t enough to change her firm decision to leave.

Ye Sihan’s methods always made her feel alert and fearful.

How could a normal woman possibly withstand such a terrifying man?

The cell phone on the bedside table started to ring.

She answered it, "Hello?"

"When will you come to the set?" It was the director.

After regaining her memories, Xing Ling had been immersing herself in her own world, troubled by the current problems, but she had forgotten the filming that had been forcibly halted before.

If she were to complete it, it would probably take a month and a half.

Could she stay here that long?

Thinking about how long the tug-of-war with Ye Sihan might continue, she agreed to the director to go over today.

It was her film to shoot, she couldn’t just say she wouldn’t do it, that would be too unethical.

After all, it was only a month and a half, and during this time, it was possible to resolve the issue of divorce.

During this period, finding something to do would make it less difficult to endure.

Wen Bo looked at Xing Ling coming down the stairs and said, "Madam, breakfast is ready. Are you eating now?"

"Don’t call me that." Xing Ling tried to correct him. Seeing the troubled look on Wen Bo’s face, she didn’t insist. He was just a servant, and such matters of address weren’t for him to decide. "Forget it. Has Ye Sihan gone to the company?"

"Yes. Mr. Ye didn’t sleep at all last night, he sat in his study, and left before the young master and miss woke up." Wen Bo hoped that Madam Ye would soften her heart and accept Mr. Ye.

But Xing Ling was thinking that Ye Sihan hadn’t had breakfast with the children.

"You don’t need to tell me so much. Oh, starting today, I won’t be staying here anymore."

"Not staying here? Why?"

"I’m going to shoot a movie. I don’t want to rush over here, but the quadruplets can see me anytime if they want to." After saying this, Xing Ling paused, "Could you arrange for a car to take me?"

How could Wen Bo refuse?

Although he didn’t want her to go at all, if Madam Ye were to leave on foot and Mr. Ye found out, he would definitely be distressed.

Xing Ling got in the car and left the territory of Ye Mansion.

Heading to the film set.

She knew that Wen Bo would surely have informed Ye Sihan of her departure.

This was not something she needed to care about; she had made everything clear.

If Ye Sihan still didn’t want to divorce by then, she would walk away directly.

Of course, she hoped it would be a peaceful divorce.

At least it should be less damaging to the children.

Upon arrival at the set, Zhou Rui and Chen Xindian, her two assistants, were incredibly excited to see her.

"Miss Xing, we’re glad you’re okay."

"Absolutely, if anything happened to you, our ten heads wouldn’t be enough to compensate."

"You’re exaggerating," said Xing Ling.

"Not at all, really! When Miss Xing was unconscious, we went to pray and burn incense every day, and cried our eyes out."

"Mr. Ye would definitely have turned us into potato chips!"

"From now on, we’ll be watching over you every second!"

At the mention of Ye Sihan’s name, Xing Ling’s face turned particularly unpleasant.

She knew that the two assistants were arranged by Ye Sihan.

Not wanting to make a scene, she decided to keep using them!

If it came to a direct confrontation with Ye Sihan, the person to end up battered and bleeding would certainly be her.