Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 7 Wow, the sky seems to be falling
But Chen Minghe couldn't hold back what happened today, so he insisted on hitting the gun.

She was about to hang up the phone when she heard Chen Mingyu speak.

"Madam, Mr. Shen has an appointment for you to have dinner at 07:30 tonight. I will send the detailed address to your WeChat later. Besides, the person who delivered the flowers is already on his way and will arrive at the door of your company in about 10 minutes. "

have supper?send flowers?

The last line of moral defense in Nan Song's heart was completely broken by Chen Ming and these two sentences.

She blurted out indifferently: "Don't eat, don't collect flowers, tell your boss, we will meet at home at eight o'clock tonight, and sign the divorce agreement."

After saying this, Nan Song put down the phone.

Chen Mingyu on the other end of the phone stood where he was, listening to the beeping sound from the phone, lost in thought.

What did the wife say just now?
If there's nothing wrong with his ears, it means wow, the sky is falling.

Chen Ming and trembling pushed open the door of the meeting room, Shen Du's meeting was not over yet.

Looking at the handsome man holding the remote control in front of the big screen with a serious face, only one sentence came to Chen Minghe's mind——

What a miserable man.

Ten minutes later, Shen Du returned to the office, and Chen Ming stood in the corner in a dignified manner without saying a word.

"Has the address been sent?"

Chen Mingyu replied truthfully: "There is no Mr. Shen yet."

Even with his eyes downcast, he still felt that cold gaze.

"Is the phone dead or the WIFI is not working?"

Chen Minghe bit the bullet and endured his boss's poisonous tongue, and took a deep breath in his heart.

"It's my wife who is divorcing you."

In the huge office, the air was instantly quiet.

Shen Du looked at Chen Mingyu without saying a word, the latter was stared at with trembling in his heart.

Chen Mingyu thought silently in his heart: It is your wife who wants to divorce you, not me.
"Say what you just said again."

Chen Mingyu silently prayed for himself for a second in his heart.

"My wife asked me to tell you that we will meet at home at eight o'clock tonight to sign the divorce agreement."

"Clap."

Shen Du threw the pen in his hand on the desk and made a sound, which made Chen Ming and his fragile heart tremble.

After more than ten long seconds passed, Shen Du raised his hand and rubbed the center of his eyebrows, his eyes were slightly closed, and he said four words lightly.

"Dinner is cancelled."

"Alright Mr. Shen."

"Where are the flowers?"

"The flowers have already been sent, and now they are probably in the hands of my wife."

"Ah."

Shen Du's icy expression softened visibly with the naked eye.

He took out his mobile phone and sent Nan Song a WeChat message.

【Do you like flowers? 】

There was a quick reply there.

[Staying in the trash can downstairs, it doesn't look like it. 】

Shen Du: "."
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At [-]:[-] in the evening, Nan Song arrived at the Feili Mansion.

The huge home was pitch black, the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room were not closed, and the pure white moonlight penetrated through the glass, making it very cold.

Nan Song kicked off the high heels on his feet, sat cross-legged on the sofa with bare feet, took out the two divorce agreements from his bag, and placed them neatly on the round coffee table.

"Cough cough!"

"Shen Du, let's get a divorce."

"Tsk, it seems a little too straightforward, and the word 'ba' seems to be discussing with him, no way."

Nan Song thought about it, and changed another sentence.

"Although we have been married for more than a year, there is no relationship between you and me. Now that we are divorced, it is good for both of us."

"Well, it seems to be a good way to say it. It not only explains the reason clearly, but also expresses my attitude."

Later, as soon as Shen Du sat down, she would get straight to the point. He had to sign the divorce agreement tonight, or he had to sign it if he didn't.

However, as time passed by, there was no sound of opening the door from the entrance.

Nan Song got a little impatient waiting, picked up the phone and checked the time, it was 08:30.

He made it clear that we will meet at home on time at eight o'clock. Is this person out of his wits or just pretending to be blind?

Nan Song immediately dialed a call, but this time Shen Du actually answered.

"Hey."

"Where are you?" Nan Song's tone was a little harsh.

"In the car, you will be at the gate in five minutes. You are ready to wait for me on the side of the road."

Shen Du's words stunned Nan Song for a moment: "Waiting for you? Where are you going?"

"Go back to the Shen family's old house."

"What are you going to do?"

"Today is Grandpa's [-]th birthday, go back and have dinner."

Nan Song was stunned for a moment, and then realized, yes, today is grandpa's birthday!She had completely forgotten about it.

Thinking of what Chen Mingyu said on the phone about Shen Du asking him to have dinner today, Nan Song sneered: "Shen Du, are you so busy? You don't even remember my grandfather's [-]th birthday, you unfilial dog."

After speaking, he quickly hung up the phone.

For no other reason, she was afraid that Shen Du would retaliate. After all, that dog man's mouth is also very poisonous, and he is very good at cursing people around corners.

Shen Du, who was scolded and hung up on the phone in the back seat of the car, turned pale, and received a WeChat message just as he put down his phone.

[5 minutes is not enough, I need to make up and change clothes, 10 minutes. 】

Shen Du didn't bother to pay attention to her, threw the phone aside and began to close his eyes to rest.

Twenty minutes later, Nan Song stepped on the car with delicate makeup on his beautiful high heels and sat down next to Shen Du.

As soon as he sat down, he remembered the two divorce agreements that he had forgotten on the coffee table. Nan Song frowned slightly. He should have remembered to bring them down if he knew it earlier. It was just a name. Isn't it the same for signing in the car?
The man next to him opened his eyes slightly, cast a sidelong glance at Nan Song who looked thoughtful, and spoke coldly.

"Nan Song, you'd better put away your little thoughts for me."

With the rumors flying all over Weibo, did he think he didn't notice the signs?
Nan Song reacted very quickly, and replied: "Thinking carefully? What kind of thinking do I have? Does Mr. Shen know me well?"

The car was silent for three seconds, and the driver in the driver's seat stared at the direction ahead silently, pretending that he didn't hear anything.

"As soon as you stick your butt, you can tell what shit you're going to do. You say I don't understand you."

When Shen Du suddenly said such a sentence, Nan Song's expression changed instantly.

"Shen Du! Are you disgusting!"

Nan Song bounced half a meter away in an instant, turned his face to look out of the car window, and didn't want to talk to this disgusting man again.

Shen Du had a panoramic view of her reaction, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly. Sure enough, in the face of this woman, using violence to control violence is always the best way.
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The Shen family's old house is located in the suburbs, and it takes about half an hour to drive there. It was already past nine o'clock when the two of them arrived.

After getting off the car, the two of them saw the lively scene in the living room through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows on the first floor.

Standing at the gate of the villa where romance and solemn style coexist, Nan Song felt the arm stretched out beside him. Nan Song took a deep breath, his expression quickly changed into a gentle smile, and he gracefully took his arm.

　Thank you for [I want the moon to come for me M, He Yunchen's girlfriend who is on the run, Yu H, sister Xiaolan, casually 825286, dawn of the world Xie Jingxing, fat people eat less, Tawu sandm, girl Yubao]'s red beans!

　　
　
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