Volume One, Chapter 16: From This Moment, We Owe Each Other Nothing!

Originally intending only to scare Ji Yunci, Fu Mingyue’s heart was deeply stirred upon hearing her words. He had always believed that the young Ji Yunci was simple-minded and easily satisfied.

Somehow, as she grew older, she deviated further and further from that image. What was once mere stubbornness had morphed into cunning and malice, without any sense of gratitude. After all, he had watched her grow up. Since her own family neglected her, he felt it was his responsibility to keep her in check.

“Then send her there,” Fu Mingyue decided resolutely, turning to his father. “Dad, make the arrangements.”

Though she had no expectations left, Ji Yunci still felt a sharp ache in her chest upon hearing Fu Mingyue’s words.

Northern Myanmar.

A place so treacherous that even Sun Wukong would lose a kidney there. Fu’s father, Fu’s mother, Li Susu, Fu Mingyue—within a few curt words, they had decided her fate.

Just like when they gouged out her eyes—no! At that time, they hadn’t even given her a warning. They simply sent her to the hospital where Li Susu carried out the operation.

In a society that claimed to be governed by law, they could still abuse someone’s life so carelessly—not just because of their wealth, but also because she had trusted and depended on them far too much. They could manipulate her at will; after all, she had neither friends nor family.

If she died, no one would even know until she had long been buried. Her so-called family might not have realized her death until her funeral.

The world had forgotten her.

She had become completely disconnected from society.

Before losing her sight, she relied on Fu Mingyue; after blindness, she could do nothing but scavenge garbage by scent in the gutters to survive.

During those three years of confusion and unbearable pain, she didn’t understand why she still clung to life.

Perhaps it was because her love-struck mind fantasized that Fu Mingyue might have his own reasons, like Ye Hua.

But the truth proved that watching too many romantic dramas only made a love-struck mind more foolish...

Seeing her indifferent, Fu Mingyue’s eyes filled with disappointment. “Ji Yunci, do you think I’m joking? You really believe I wouldn’t have the heart to send you to Northern Myanmar?”

Ji Yunci lifted her gaze, her heart sinking into desolation. “Impossible. You wouldn’t glance at me even if I died; how could you care? But you haven’t even looked at the divorce agreement and yet want to condemn me?”

“What’s there to see? You just want more money, don’t you?” Fu Mingyue sneered.

Ji Yunci looked at him, unable to understand how his once gentle, peach blossom eyes could now be so cold and cutting.

No, when he was cold, he was terrifying. As a child, he had always chased away those who called her a bastard and had repeatedly smiled gently and reassured her, “It’s okay now.”

So even when he later directed that icy cruelty at her, she still remembered the warmth and care he had once given, giving him endless chances to hurt her without limits.

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“Mr. Fu,” Ji Yunci looked at Fu’s father. “I don’t think I seem like a fool. Knowing full well you won’t give me anything, do you think I’d make such an outrageous demand?

If you don’t want to read the electronic version, just print a hard copy and carefully review my request. It’s not difficult, is it?”

Fu’s father frowned slightly and looked at Fu Mingyue. “Send it over.”

Fu Mingyue opened the document coldly. “What is it—”

His mocking tone vanished the moment he saw the words “the woman voluntarily relinquishes all property rights.”

Fu Mingyue immediately zoomed in and quickly scanned through. He realized Ji Yunci’s divorce agreement truly demanded nothing! No, there was one thing.

In bold, black font, she specified: the woman does not require any support from the man and only wants back some old dowry items.

“What does it say?” Fu’s father asked.

Fu Mingyue forwarded the document to him, and after a quick look, Fu’s father was somewhat surprised.

Those old dowry items were hardly worth noticing. “Is that all you want?”

“Such a small thing, yet you added a clause specifically for it?” Li Susu, who had come over to look, found it strange. But after reading it carefully, the agreement was flawless—Ji Yunci truly asked for no assets.

“Yes. After all, Young Master Fu is willing to hand over only a thousand yuan a month. What if one day he decides those old scraps are worth something and takes them back?”

Ji Yunci calmly retorted, then looked at Fu’s father again. “I’ve clearly stated my requests. If Mr. Fu thinks there’s a problem, feel free to have the company’s legal department verify it. If there’s no issue, let’s sign immediately.”

Fu’s father gave her a long look and indeed sent the agreement to the legal department.

After verification, the legal team found no loopholes.

However, they did add a confidentiality clause, stipulating that if the woman disclosed the agreement’s contents, she would be liable for a huge penalty.

The legal department clearly understood that such a harsh agreement, once exposed on social media, would be damaging to the Fu family’s reputation—wealthy but stingy and petty, a stain impossible to wash away.

Fu’s father saw this clause and instantly guessed this must be Ji Yunci’s original plan. He printed the contract and pointed it out, “The legal department added this clause. This is what you intended to do to the Fu Group, isn’t it?”

Fu Mingyue also glanced at the added clause, feeling a wave of relief. He knew this venomous woman wouldn’t be so straightforward.

Yet, Ji Yunci, leaning on her crutch, walked to Fu’s father’s desk, picked up a pen, glanced to confirm her clause was still there, and decisively signed.

Fu Mingyue saw her pick up the pen, sneering, certain she would say her left hand couldn’t sign, but—

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No.

With a few strokes, Ji Yunci signed her name swiftly.

Fu Mingyue was stunned for a moment as she signed both copies and stamped them with her fingerprint.

“Mr. Fu, sign it. Once done, I’ll go to sleep. I’ve been in surgery all day; I’m quite tired,” Ji Yunci calmly urged.

Fu Mingyue stared blankly at the bright red fingerprint, as if seeing blood, frozen for a long while.

Fu’s father frowned. “Mingyue.”

Fu Mingyue snapped out of it and picked up the pen but hesitated at the moment of signing.

“Maybe Mingyue still can’t bear to let Yunci go. Perhaps you should reconsider,” Li Susu suddenly said.

Hearing her gentle plea, Fu Mingyue no longer hesitated and signed.

Ji Yunci took her copy. “There’s nothing else. I’ll go rest in the guest room first. Tomorrow I have to go to the civil affairs bureau. With all the trending news, I suppose you won’t be comfortable letting me live on my own, right?”

This was directed at Fu’s father.

Fu’s father looked to Fu’s mother. “Have Auntie tidy up the guest room.”

“Thank you,” Ji Yunci said, clutching the agreement and leaning on her crutch as she walked out of the study.

Fu Mingyue instinctively followed her movement, watching her leave...

Suddenly, Ji Yunci stopped.

Fu Mingyue’s heart leapt inexplicably, sensing a hint of reluctant farewell.

But Ji Yunci said, “I’m not very comfortable. Could you ask Auntie to pack up my belongings as well?”

With that, she stepped out the door, took the elevator down to the guest room, without looking back, without hesitation, without lingering.