Marry first, love later: wife, don't divorce

After yelling, he immediately hung up the phone, fearing that she would call again without knowing what to do, so he unplugged the phone line in a rage, and then fell down on the sofa, rubbing the still a little bit with his hands. A splitting head.

What did Mu Yao say on the phone just now?She called her mobile phone, but a man answered it. What about her mobile phone?How could it be in the hands of a man?

Thinking of this, she remembered her mobile phone. Yesterday, she read Lan Ruoshui's text message outside the bathroom door of the charity party, and then she threw the mobile phone away.

Well, the person who picked up her cell phone is probably a man, and he is also a man who loves to gossip. It is not my phone, but he still answers it. Do you want to inquire about other people's privacy?

I was a little irritable, but at this time I was not in the mood to pursue the matter of the mobile phone. After calming down a little, I got up and plugged in the landline phone line, and then quickly dialed the number stored in my heart.

The phone was picked up after two rings, but the other party didn't speak first. She took a deep breath, made the final decision, and then spoke calmly and clearly into the microphone: "Kim Jong Nam, we're getting a divorce!"

The other party was silent for nearly ten seconds, and then gently uttered a word: "Okay!"

"Where are you? I'm here to sign the divorce agreement now!" She asked quickly, at this moment, there was an urge to wait.

"Can't you delay for a few days?" The voice from the other side came softly, with a tone of discussion.

"No," she resolutely rejected his discussion: "I can't wait for a long time, I will divorce you immediately."

There was a long silence from the microphone, and just when Ruyu thought that the other party had put the microphone aside and ignored it, Kim Jong-nam’s clear voice finally came from his ear, and he told her his address indifferently, Then he hung up the phone with a snap.

Ruyu's hand tightly clenched the microphone, her whole body was trembling, but she gritted her teeth, so strong that she didn't let herself shed tears for a moment.

Now that she has made up her mind, now that she has made a decision, she will not allow herself to hesitate any longer.

Got up, went to the bedroom and dragged out the suitcase I packed last night, opened it, the door, walked out, then the elevator went downstairs, and went directly to the underground parking lot.

She usually travels in an off-road vehicle. This is not to say that she is not environmentally friendly and does not know how to drive a car with a small displacement, but because she often drives to the countryside to sketch, so an off-road vehicle is more suitable for her.

He drove directly to the law firm he had designated in that car. As soon as she arrived, he arrived behind him. Standing in the cold and impersonal VIP reception room of the law firm, the two stood face to face. , but there is no trace of love between husband and wife in it.

"Let's draw up a divorce agreement," she said first, her voice already indifferent and distant, as if talking to a passer-by.

He hesitated for a moment, then took out a divorce agreement from his bag and pushed it in front of her, looking at her calmly.

She looked at the divorce agreement almost at a glance. She didn't look at the previous reasons or anything. She only looked at the division of property. She really looked at it with admiration for three days. She became more generous in the divorce. Unexpectedly, she divided his property equally into two, half of each of them.