After hearing this, Lu Lincheng hesitated for a few seconds before glancing at Liang Yan with, unfathomable expression. “Liang Yan, you have lost your memory.”
She nodded. “Yes.”
Lu Lincheng sighed and said, “I don’t want to decide on something important when you have amnesia. As for the divorce papers…” he stared at Liang Yan’s hand. “You signed it while suffering from amnesia.”
“If you really want to divorce, we’ll go through the formalities after you recover your memory and seriously consider this.”
Liang Yan got Lu Lincheng’s point that he didn’t want to divorce her for now and was anxious. “Why can’t we divorce if I have amnesia?”
Calmly, Lu Lincheng stated, “I’m afraid that you’ll accuse me of taking advantage of your memory loss to abandon you in the future.”
Liang Yan asked, “What if I don’t remember forever?”
Lu Lincheng was silent, then, he answered, “I’m sure you’ll recall everything.”
Liang Yan: ".................." What a man.
She seized Lu Lincheng’s wrist and in an angry tone, declared, “No, you’re going to the civil affairs bureau with me today to complete the formalities. I have already thought things through a long time ago and have decided. Who said that a woman isn’t allowed to divorce because of amnesia? Does the law stipulate this?”
His heart twitched when he heard the words, “I’ve thought things through a long time ago…”
His eyes fell on his wrist, the one that Liang Yan grabbed.
“What if I don’t go with you?” he asked.
Hearing this, Liang Yan thought of the key for the drawer that disappeared today, and her expression turned odd.
“Lu Lincheng, you said so many things. You don’t want to divorce me… do you like me?”
Although Liang Yan didn’t believe this, nothing could explain why Lu Lincheng didn’t want to divorce her aside from this.
Was it because of the eight million? It didn’t seem so.
Lu Lincheng glanced at Liang Yan with a stunned look on his face. Then, he turned away. “You’re overthinking.”
“That’s it,” Liang Yan heaved a sigh of relief and pulled him with her. “We have to go.”
......
When both of them exited the Civil Affairs Bureau, they each held a large red book each person.
They parted ways at the entrance.
Liang Yan held the divorce certificate to her chest like it was a treasure.
When Lu Lincheng arrived home, he saw the breakfast Liang Yan had bought for him on the table this morning.
Without saying anything, he sat down and finished the cold breakfast as if it was for lunch without saying anything.
In Liang Yan’s small apartment, Jiang Mu’s lip twitched as he looked at Liang Yan. The latter looked happier about receiving the divorce certificate than when she got the marriage certificate.
How on earth could someone be this happy because of a divorce?
Liang Yan stayed at home for a few days to take a break. With the surge of her fans recently, offers for dramas followed.
An ancient costume fantasy drama with a famous male protagonist adaptation from an x-point novel was offered. The male lead and two female leads were already decided. The producer invited Liang Yan to appear for another critical role, the male lead’s white moonlight — Xingyao.
With the virtue of being responsible for the role, Liang Yan spent the whole night reading the two million word novel: The Peak of the Top. Then, with two panda eyes, she called the producer and said that she still needed time to think things through.
The producer didn’t even imagine that Liang Yan who had no resources would hesitate with such a good drama.
This was also out of Jiang Mu’s expectations, and in disbelief, he said, “What are you still hesitating about? The group took the initiative to invite you. What a rare opportunity!”
Liang Yan yawned as she glanced at Jiang Mu, “Have you read the original novel?”
“No, I haven’t read it.” Jiang Mu shook his head, adding, “But I’ve heard of this novel. Even though Xingyao’s scenes are less than the two female leads, she is said to be the soul of the entire book. She’s ethereally beautiful and immortal-like, the male lead can’t forget her for the rest of his life.”
Hearing these words, Liang Yan’s lips curved at the corner. “What a know-it-all.”
Novels like “The Peak of the Top” catered for male audiences that Jiang Mu, who didn’t even read online articles, had heard about had a big, loyal following. Xingyao was the white moonlight of the male lead and most of the book's fans. 90% of the appearance of Xingyao in the whole book was in the memory of the male lead — beautiful, nice temperament, a golden heart, and all the necessary elements of the white moonlight that died early. Her popularity was even more than the two female protagonists at one time. In the straight males forum, the fans of the three book characters posted and attacked each other back and forth. In the end, Xingyao was the winner.
Liang Yan didn’t dare to appear in this kind of immortal fairy role. If she portrayed this role, the fans would probably be disgusted. How could a third-tier actress play the flawless white moonlight? She would just bring trouble to herself if she tried to please those book fans with tricky tastes.
However, some actresses were confident and happy to play the role of beautiful women. Then, after the drama was out, basically, no actress was spared from the audience's ridicule. After that, the actress would accuse the netizens of cyber bullying, not able to see the hard work she put in.
Liang Yan caressed her face. Although she was very confident in her appearance, the role of the flawless immortal fairy should be played by those who want to play the character.
She received the other invitation from a love idol drama adapted from a jj novel.
Compared with “The Peak of the Top” that was a big production, the idol drama only had a small investment and the release was still uncertain but Liang Yan’s role was the heroine. After reading the original book, she found out that the heroine was grounded, and the heroine was an approachable ordinary officer worker. The story was a bit cliche though, it was about an ordinary worker meeting the big boss and falling in love, and it was a cheesy love story.
Liang Yan didn’t like this type of story, and it was like the outdated Wanwan Idol drama ten years ago, so she temporarily shelved this.
She must be cautious about her first drama after the divorce. Liang Yan looked at the several invitations, feeling like she was about to die because of happiness. For a few days, she was busy discussing with Jiang Mu about what script to accept and what role to take, so it took several days for her to notice a friend application in her WeChat.
Liang Yan clicked on it, checking it out. The person’s avatar was a boring landscape which was commonly used by the middle-aged and elderly.
“WeChat user requests to add you as a friend, agree or reject?”
Liang Yan stared at the chat, her head dizzy as she glanced at the English letters that were unfamiliar to her. Then, she looked at the empty column below.
She pursed her lips.
There were no comments, and just added her as a friend. This must be a fake account.
Liang Yan didn’t expect that a fake account got her phone number, so she simply clicked “reject” to the friend request from two days ago.