Chapter 64: Why is it that those who come later can surpass those who came before

"Brother Chen, you don't need me to write for you anymore?" Wei Heqing asked.

"This time, I will write it myself!"

Chen Yan's gaze was firm, and he spoke with absolute finality.

Wei Heqing nodded and did as he was told, placing the paper and brush on the ground while thoughtfully beginning to grind ink for Chen Yan.

"A Yan, are you going to write a divorce letter?"

Wen Nianshu was suddenly flustered and wanted to rush forward to stop him, but she was grabbed by Pei Suiwan and had her path blocked by several guards.

"Of course not!"

Chen Yan raised his eyes, smiled indifferently, and replied with a playful tone.

Yet his hand did not stop, writing furiously, scribbling something crookedly...

"I knew it..."

"I knew you couldn't bear to let me go..."

Upon hearing this, Wen Nianshu let out a long breath, and the heart that had been hanging in her chest finally settled.

Having loved for so many years, how could he easily let go?

Soon, Chen Yan stopped writing, cupped his hands toward the spectators Yuwen Heng and Yu Jie, and said in a clear voice: "Grand Marshal, Old Pillar of State Yu, and everyone present, please bear witness!"

He paused, and amidst the gaze of the entire hall, he raised his voice and continued: "This is not a contract for me to dissolve my engagement with the Wen family..."

"But a certificate to expel Wen Nianshu from the Chen family!"

As his words fell.

Chen Yan threw the paper with force, tossing it in front of Wen Nianshu.

On it were written two large characters:

Expulsion Letter!

Originally, Chen Yan had intended to write a contract to dissolve the engagement, but he suddenly recalled the classic maneuver of that man...

So he copied his homework, changing "dissolve" to "expel"!

If you don't call this the originator of the "divorce-the-fiancée" trope, what is? This feeling is truly damn satisfying!

"No!"

"No!"

The blood drained from Wen Nianshu's face. Looking at that expulsion letter, she screamed hysterically, attempting to salvage the situation: "A Yan, you have to believe me, I love you!"

"It was just that I was momentarily blinded at the time..."

"You have to listen to my explanation!"

At that moment, Wen Nianshu could not bring herself to believe that Chen Yan, who had once loved her deeply, would treat her so cruelly.

She was even less willing to believe that the man who had loved her for over a decade would ultimately leave her...

"A good horse does not eat the grass behind it; a good man should be just like this!"

Yuwen Heng witnessed this scene and nodded with immense gratification, praising him in his heart, feeling very satisfied.

Decisive enough.

Worthy of being A Tang's son, able to pick it up and put it down!

The world is vast, there are plenty of good girls; there is no need to hang oneself on a single tree...

"Such a clean and neat character, without a trace of indecision or dragging of feet, is the only kind suitable to be my, Pei Suiwan's, husband!"

A glimmer of light appeared in the depths of Pei Suiwan's eyes. She looked at Chen Yan with tenderness, pursed her lips and smiled lightly, thinking to herself.

She was increasingly satisfied with the ideal husband she had set her sights on.

A real man should be like this.

"This grandson of Chen Hu Lao Zhuguo is definitely no creature of the pond!"

Yu Jie stroked his beard and sighed in his heart: "He is still a bit young and immature now, but given time and more tempering, he will surely achieve great things!"

It would be a lie for Yu Jie to say he wasn't envious.

With such a grandchild, and with more effort put into nurturing him, the family could flourish for at least another sixty years.

It is a pity that he is the grandson of that old scoundrel Chen Hu...

"A great man should be like this!"

"When it's time to cut, cut!"

The various scions of the Chang'an clans were also infected by this action, and they admired Chen Yan to the extreme.

"Grand Marshal, Old Pillar of State Yu, this official will take his leave first!"

The matter was settled, and Chen Yan couldn't be bothered to linger any longer or have any entanglements with Wen Nianshu. He looked at Yuwen Heng and Yu Jie, cupped his hands, and said.

"Go!" Yuwen Heng waved his hand.

"Taking my leave."

Chen Yan performed a salute and led Zhu Yi and Yuwen Ze away.

As he turned, Chen Yan nodded to Pei Suiwan, casting a grateful look.

Pei Suiwan also responded with a shallow smile and a nod.

She was very satisfied and pleased with such a beginning...

"A Yan, A Yan, don't leave me behind!"

"Wuwuwu!"

Watching Chen Yan's back as he left without looking back, Wen Nianshu collapsed on the ground, crying like rain on pear blossoms.

Yet not a single clan scion stepped forward to comfort or persuade her.

"The protagonist has already left, it's time for us to exit the stage too..." Seeing this, Yuwen Heng looked at Yu Jie and said.

"Shall we go and have a cup at my residence?" Yu Jie proposed.

"Then I shall respectfully comply!" Yuwen Heng laughed loudly.

Immediately, the two most important figures in the entire hall also left the scene.

"The good shows at today's poetry gathering really were one after another..."

"I didn't expect that even after the Xiao Liang envoy group left, there would still be such a wonderful drama!"

When Yang Fanyi and the other women passed by Wen Nianshu, they chatted and ridiculed her.

In their view, this was purely deserved!

One cannot live after committing one's own sins.

Pei Suiwan, however, was in no hurry to leave. She stopped in front of her and parted her thin lips: "Wen Nianshu."

"Pei Suiwan, what else do you want to do?" Wen Nianshu, whose makeup was ruined by tears on the ground, looked up and asked.

"I just want to tell you that I will cherish the man you discarded like worn-out shoes!"

Pei Suiwan lowered her eyes, smiled, and said meaningfully: "Thank you for your fulfillment!"

It was obvious that Pei Suiwan had stopped specifically to twist the knife.

She wanted to kill and punish the heart.

"A Yan will never accept you!"

"Pei Suiwan, don't you dare dream of surpassing those who came before!"

Wen Nianshu gritted her teeth, glared coldly at Pei Suiwan, and said sharply.

"Human effort can achieve anything, can't it?"

Seeing this, Pei Suiwan was unhurried and asked softly in return.

Why is it that those who come later can surpass those who came before?

Because those who come later fight and snatch!

That man named Chen Yan, she, Pei Suiwan, was determined to have!

"No!"

"You will never succeed!"

Wen Nianshu trembled all over, shouting as if cursing.

"Do you think everyone has as poor an eye as you?"

"Just wait and see!"

Pei Suiwan stopped at that, did not linger, left this final sentence, and departed with Du Shuying and the others.

In the end, only Wen Nianshu and her servant remained at the poetry gathering site. She pounded the ground heavily, her gaze venomous, and she said angrily: "Damn Pei Suiwan, it was all her meddling!"

"If it weren't for her instigation, A Yan wouldn't have been blinded and treated me so heartlessly!"

"It's all that bitch's fault!"

Wen Nianshu attributed all the responsibility to Pei Suiwan.

She firmly believed that if it weren't for that bitch's meddling, given the affection between the two of them, she would definitely have been able to coax Chen Yan back.

The maid Qiu Lan looked at the nearly demented Wen Nianshu and asked tremblingly: "Miss, what should we do now?"

"This expulsion letter...?"

After saying this, she carefully pointed to the expulsion letter on the ground.

Wen Nianshu grabbed it and tore it to shreds, gritting her teeth: "Chen Yan treats me like a treasure, there must still be room for maneuver..."

"There must be!" ===== CHAPTER 65 =====