Gu Aoting said with a dark face, 'Mercy does not rule the army, and righteousness does not conduct business. I am a businessman, and a businessman must prioritize profit. A businessman who does not focus on interests is not a qualified one. As for why I did this, I have already analyzed it in detail with Su Huan a few days ago, and she agreed at the time.'

Thinking of the humiliation she suffered in the coffee shop that day, Su Huan's scalp tingled.

She really didn't want to go through it again.

She gently pushed away Gu Beixian's hand, stood up, and said to Gu Aoting, 'Dad, no, uncle, I would like to talk to you alone.'

Gu Aoting glanced at her indifferently and said, 'Come to the study with me.'

Gu Beixian stood up, wanting to go in with Su Huan.

Su Huan shook her head at him, 'No need.'

Gu Beixian squeezed her hand and said softly, 'If you're unhappy, just come out. There's no need to endure it.' Su Huan responded.

They arrived at the study, one after the other, with Gu Aoting.

The old master was also there, writing big characters with a brush, each one a vibrant 'tranquility'.

Seeing Su Huan come in, the old master looked up and smiled at her, kindly saying, 'Little Su, you've come.'

Su Huan called out softly and gracefully, 'Grandpa.'

Gu Aoting pulled up a chair to sit down and gestured for her to sit as well.

Su Huan didn't sit, standing straight with polite but distant demeanor, she said to him, 'Uncle, you misunderstood. I didn't come today to complain to grandma. I came to persuade her to agree to our divorce. Grandma has always been very fond of me, and since I'm leaving, I came to say goodbye to her.'

Gu Aoting looked at her complexly for a few seconds and said, 'The property under Beixian's name was notarized before marriage, and the property after marriage has nothing to do with you either.'

As for the compensation, a billion suddenly appeared in your account a few months ago, didn't he give it to you?" Su Huan nodded, "Yes." Gu Aoting opened his briefcase, took out a stack of documents, and handed them over, "This is the divorce agreement drafted by my people, take a look. If there are no objections, just sign it." Su Huan took it and skimmed through it in one glance, it was more or less what she had expected. She flipped to the signature page, picked up a pen from the desk, and signed it, making three copies. After signing, she handed it back to Gu Aoting. Gu Aoting took it, examined it carefully, and after confirming there were no mistakes, his gloomy face turned from anger to a smile, "Uncle likes children like you who don't linger or make unreasonable demands. Considering you've taken personal care of Beixian for two years, if you have any difficulties in the future, just give me a call, Uncle will help you." Su Huan said calmly and confidently, "No need. I work in cultural relic restoration, and you are in business, two completely different industries. It's like a mountain between us; you can't help me much." Gu Aoting's face turned cold, his gaze became arrogant and disdainful, clearly saying: You don't know what's good for you. Su Huan curved her lips into a faint smile, met his gaze, and remained composed. The old man couldn't continue writing the last stroke of the character 'Jing'. He put down the brush, sighed, and said to Su Huan, "Little Su, even though you and Beixian are divorced, you are still the child of your grandparents. Come back often in the future, this will always be your home." Su Huan's heart, which had been tense, instantly broke through its defenses. Her eyes felt sour, and tears almost fell. Her throat tightened, and she said, "Thank you, Grandpa, I will definitely come to visit you and Grandma often in the future."

The old man raised his hand to cover his eyes, leaned back in his armchair, and waved her away, his voice hoarse: 'You all go out first, I want some quiet.' 'Okay, Grandpa,' Su Huan gave him a deep look and walked out after opening the door. Hearing the door close, Gu Beixian stood up from the sofa. With long strides, he came over, placed his left hand on Su Huan's shoulder, looked down at her face, and asked softly, 'Are you alright?' Su Huan shook her head, forcing a smile at him, her big eyes moist. The old lady also got up from the sofa, watching Su Huan from a distance, wanting to smile but unable to. Su Huan walked over and hugged her silently, and after a while, she finally spoke: 'Grandma, your legs hurt, remember to take calcium tablets on time every day, and get more sun in winter. In summer, don't be greedy for cool air conditioning, and don't eat too much watermelon, your stomach is not good, it can't stand the cold.' Upon hearing this, the old lady suddenly understood everything, and tears uncontrollably flowed down her cheeks. She hugged Su Huan tightly, 'Child, we, the Gu family, owe you an apology, Grandma can't bear to let you go.' Su Huan felt as if needles were piercing her heart, and said with a choked voice, 'Thank you, Grandma, for taking care of me these three years.' The old lady cried uncontrollably, 'No, Grandma should be grateful to you, if it weren't for your company, Beixian might not have made it through those two years.' Gu Aoting stood aside, watching coldly, and couldn't help but interject: 'Beixian sent people to save her grandmother, bought them a house, and also gave Su Huan a lot of money as compensation, we don't owe her anything.' The old lady lifted her eyelids, glaring at him, 'Money, money, money! All you know is money! You can just follow the money from now on!'

Gu Aoting's face was as gloomy as a dark cloud. 'I still have things to do, you two talk,' he said sullenly, then left with his expensive briefcase. The chef had prepared dinner, and the servants served the meal on the table. Although the food was very rich, everyone present ate it like chewing wax. Everyone was unusually subdued. After finally finishing the meal, Gu Beixian and Su Huan said goodbye to their grandparents. After getting into the car, Gu Beixian pulled the seatbelt to help Su Huan fasten it, and silently started the car. ŴŴŴ. The two were silent all the way. Upon arriving at the residential complex where Su Huan lived, Gu Beixian parked the car and turned off the engine. Su Huan unbuckled her seatbelt and said, 'Drive slowly on your way back.' Gu Beixian didn't respond, his handsome and noble face was cold, his thin lips slightly pursed, showing no emotion. 'I'm going home,' Su Huan said softly, reaching out to push the car door. Suddenly, her wrist was grabbed by Gu Beixian. He didn't look at her, his gaze indifferent as he stared ahead of the car, and asked emotionlessly, 'Are you really sure?' 'Yes, I've already signed the divorce agreement Uncle Gu prepared, you should sign it when you have time. Bring your household registration book and ID card on Monday morning, and we'll go through the procedures,' Su Huan said with surprisingly calm tones, a calmness that seemed unusual for her age. Only then did Gu Beixian turn his head to look at her, saying ambiguously, 'Finally free?' His voice was light, his well-defined lips slightly curved in a smile that was a bit cold, more like self-mockery. 'Yes,' Su Huan sighed softly, 'finally free.'

"No longer will I have to endure the annoyance of Chu Suosuo. Nor will I have to look at Gu Aoting's face. That feeling of being despised and looked down upon is truly unbearable, like a thorn in the back. Even though I've done nothing wrong, it feels as if I've made many mistakes. Gu Beixian smiled silently, spreading her injured left hand in his palm, his fingers gently massaging her middle and ring fingers. Su Huan didn't move, letting him rub. After a long while, he spoke: 'I originally wanted to help you with your rehabilitation, since you massaged my legs for a whole two years.' Su Huan's heart clenched, aching so much it twitched, but she smiled on her face and said: 'You've given me so much money, more than many people earn in a lifetime, so you don't have to feel indebted to me, really.' Gu Beixian looked down at her, the smile on his face gradually fading. He raised his hand to embrace her head, his forehead touching hers, and after a long moment, he whispered softly: 'I really can't bear to let you go.'"