Rebirth: Divorcing the Billionaire
Chapter 74 Depressive Delusional Disorder

Chapter 74: Chapter 74 Depressive Delusional Disorder

To prevent her big brother from returning to the old house that evening, Jian Xi, afraid she wouldn’t get any peace and quiet, planned to move to Fuyuan Official Residence overnight.

Wan Yu was utterly speechless.

"Girl, anyone who didn’t know better would think you were fleeing a disaster."

Jian Xi shot her a look. "Have you ever seen such a beautiful refugee?"

"PFFT!"

True friends share wealth and woe—Wan Yu put aside all her work and came over to help with the move.

Because she was in such a hurry, Jian Xi hadn’t found any housekeeping staff yet.

The moving company helped distribute her things upstairs and downstairs, but Jian Xi still had to decide on the specific arrangements.

Between the two of them, they moved more than a dozen large and small boxes.

"If you ask me, if Zhou Yan hadn’t been injured, he should be doing this work. After all, men are stronger than women."

Whenever this subject came up, Jian Xi felt a tightness in her chest.

"He went for a follow-up recently, how is he? Will it leave a scar?"

Wan Yu clicked her tongue. "Rare for you to finally think of him. I guess it’s nothing serious; he should recover soon. Since it’s the off-season, I’ve postponed or covered up his activities as much as possible. All in all, we’ve managed to muddle through without too much impact. But that guy has repeatedly brought you up to me; it seems he still has his sights set on you."

"You should try using some idioms. Your literature grades were never good in school. Now that you’re working, why not brush up on the art of language?"

"Good Lord! My looks are enough; who needs literary skills! But seriously, both Chu Xiao and Zhou Yan’s affections for you haven’t changed. If you ask me, ever since you left Si Yuhuan, your romantic prospects have truly blossomed."

Leaving... She had indeed left him completely.

However, Jian Xi hadn’t found the right opportunity to break this news yet.

Her gaze flickered away as she busied herself arranging some newly purchased ornaments, trying to evade the question.

"Oh my God! What is this? It’s so beautiful!"

Wan Yu had somehow unearthed the luxury custom accessories and haute couture pieces that Grandpa had snatched from Jiang Qimeng.

She was worldly-wise and quickly recognized them. "Aren’t these all the top accessories and haute couture pieces from that show I couldn’t attend?"

Jian Xi nodded.

Wan Yu shrieked, "So you were the mysterious buyer! My God! Your glorious feat has already spread throughout our circle, and I had no idea the mysterious buyer was my best girlfriend!"

The most expensive items from the entire show totaled at least tens of millions. Jian Xi had actually bought them all. Is she out of her mind?

Wan Yu remembered that Zhou Yan had also attended that show!

"Don’t tell me you flew into a rage for your handsome friend and bought them all to support Zhou Yan?"

Jian Xi really wanted to pry open Wan Yu’s head to see if it was filled with nothing but thoughts of love and romance.

"Couldn’t it have been someone else who bought them?"

"Unless... Si Yuhuan bought them for you!" Something dawned on Wan Yu, her eyes widening. "It couldn’t really be him, could it?"

Jian Xi shot her a look that clearly said, ’You guessed it, but there’s no prize.’

"Oh my God! What did I just hear! The sun must have risen in the west! Si Yuhuan actually bought these for you? You didn’t get some dirt on him and blackmail him, did you?"

After saying this, Wan Yu immediately refuted her own guess. "It must be because he was jealous, showing off his ’superpowers’ in front of Zhou Yan."

Jian Xi poked her forehead. "It’s a shame you’re not a screenwriter; you can even come up with that."

She felt somewhat forlorn. It would have been nice if Si Yuhuan had bought them for her with a grand wave of his hand.

"He was supporting Jiang Qimeng, so he bought them for her," Jian Xi said, a touch of despondency in her voice. "That day... a lot happened. Deep down, Jiang Qimeng is still the most important to him. Grandpa snatched these things and tossed them to me, saying they belonged to Mrs. Si."

"Old Master Si is mighty, domineering, and cool! That’s what I say. With him backing you, you must have it easy in the Si Family. Just hold onto your position as Mrs. Si and piss off that little bitch Jiang Qimeng. The thought of her fuming because she can’t be Mrs. Si just makes me ecstatic."

"Yu Yu, I’m divorced."

"What?"

Wan Yu let out her third shriek of the day.

"Si Yuhuan signed the divorce papers. I’m officially divorced from him. From now on, Jiang Qimeng can probably have the title of Mrs. Si if she wants it."

Jian Xi gave a bitter smile.

Suddenly, Wan Yu understood why she had insisted on moving out overnight.

She quickly hugged Jian Xi. "Don’t worry, I’m here for you! Who needs that scumbag man when you have your best friend?"

"But I still can’t believe it. Si Yuhuan really divorced you?"

The two of them had been bickering and fighting for five years without actually divorcing. Now that it had suddenly happened, even Wan Yu felt a void in her heart.

"I’ll get the divorce papers for you."

Jian Xi looked around; something wasn’t right. She had packed everything from the bedroom cabinet into boxes. The moving company wouldn’t have made a mistake, and nothing was left behind on the way. So where did the papers go?

With one hand on her hip and the other on her forehead, Jian Xi lamented, "Oh no, I’ve lost the papers."

"Take your time looking; don’t rush. It’s such an important document; you wouldn’t have just put it anywhere."

Wan Yu joined in the search.

After more than an hour of searching through everything, they looked at each other, disbelief in their eyes.

"It’s really gone," they said in unison.

Jian Xi collapsed to the ground, her mind a bit fuzzy.

Wan Yu bit her red lip, probing, "Is it possible Si Yuhuan never actually signed those papers, and you’ve been so tired lately that you imagined it?"

"Impossible!" The memory of Si Yuhuan arrogantly signing the papers last night and throwing them in her face, that hollow feeling inside her at that moment—it couldn’t be wrong.

But the current situation made Wan Yu suspect that Jian Xi, in her weakened state, might have hallucinated it.

Her eyes darted around as she suggested, "Why don’t you rest for now, and we can look again tomorrow? Maybe after a good night’s sleep, you’ll remember where you put such important papers."

Feeling helpless and blaming herself, Jian Xi could only agree.

After settling Jian Xi down, Wan Yu tiptoed out.

Once outside Fuyuan Official Residence, Wan Yu couldn’t help but let out a long breath. This is bad. She hasn’t developed depressive delusions, has she? No, I need to consult a doctor.

She hurriedly called a good friend. "Hello? My best friend has depressive delusions! Her mental state is really off. Could it be because she’s heartbroken? Is her life in danger?"

「Meanwhile.」

In the hospital’s psychiatric department, Yan Qing had just collected medication for the insomniac Old Master Si. He was about to take it back to the company for his boss to give to the Old Master.

Just then, he overheard a psychologist ask, "How long has Jian Xi been in this condition?"

Jian Xi? Is that someone with the same name as Madam?

He pressed his ear to the door panel, eavesdropping carefully.

The doctor continued, "If her depression has reached a severe level, long-term treatment and medication will be necessary. Based on your description, I feel she’s been deeply hurt by love, to a very serious degree. Why don’t you bring her in for a look?"

Wan Yu couldn’t help but blurt out, "If she listened to me, would I even need to consult you? How about prescribing some medication first?"

"Medicine can’t be prescribed recklessly," the doctor refused. "How about this: let’s start with a course of covert therapy."

A chill ran down Yan Qing’s spine. This was bad, a huge problem! He had to rush back to the company. Madam has depressive delusions!