Feng Churui smiled elegantly and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

"Mayor, you are serious. If there is nothing else, I will go down first. Mayor, you are busy."

"Ah."

Luo Anning stood up from the sofa, walked over, opened the box, and saw that there was some yellowed paper inside, densely written with characters that she couldn't understand.

It looks like it's been a few years.

Just as she was about to pick up the papers, Feng Churui stopped her. He handed her a pair of white gloves: "Put on the gloves. There are their fingerprints on the papers. At that time, even if they categorically deny it, they won't be able to hold water."

"That's true." Luo Anning nodded belatedly.

After putting on the gloves, she carefully took out the paper, opened it slowly, looked at the characters on it, and frowned: "Which language are these characters from?"

Feng Churui put on his gloves, took the paper, read it carefully, and said after a long time, "This is Arabic."

Arabic script?

Thinking of something, Luo Anning slapped his forehead, and said pleasantly, "By the way, Luo Zhiquan seems to be minoring in Arabic!"

Feng Churui smiled: "That's right, I'll ask someone to translate the content inside."

"Ok!"

…………

It was already evening when we returned to Haoting Mansion, and not long after arriving home, Xu Zhiyuan's phone call came in.

At this point, what would Xu Zhiyuan look for her?

Confused, she picked up the phone.

"Young Mistress, come to the Rong mansion now. Young Master Rong made a fake divorce certificate, and now I want you to accompany me to perform a play, so that Mr. Rong can believe it." Xu Zhiyuan's words were deliberately depressed and hasty .

"acting?"

"Yes, it's good for you to cooperate with Young Master Rong when you come. Of course, you also have to show the resentment of being abandoned..."

Xu Zhiyuan said a lot, and Luo Anning finally understood.

How dare this guy Rong Yan set up a false testimony to fool Mr. Rong, trying to get away with it?

"Puchi..." When she thought that Rong Yan had divorced Mr. Rong and the others with a false certificate, she wanted to laugh.

"Young Mistress, what are you thinking of that makes you laugh so happily?" Aunt Li leaned over gossipingly and asked.

"It's nothing, I just thought of a joke suddenly. By the way, ask the driver to prepare the car, and I'll go to the Rong Mansion."

"What?" Mrs. Li turned pale with shock, "Are you going to the Rong mansion? Is Mr. Rong embarrassing you again?"

"No, Mrs. Li, don't worry, I can handle it."

Finally, under Aunt Li's worried eyes, she got into the car and went to the Rong Mansion.

…………

Rong mansion.

"Did you really get divorced? Didn't you lie to me, old man?" Mr. Rong asked in a strict voice, his cloudy eyes searched his face.

Rong Yan raised the corners of his lips sarcastically, took out a blue divorce certificate from his suit pocket and threw it on the coffee table forcefully, "Is there any need to lie to you. Should you be satisfied now?"

Mr. Rong took a deep look at him, leaned over to pick up the divorce certificate from the coffee table, and flipped through it. The steel seal of the Civil Affairs Bureau was clearly visible, and he nodded in satisfaction.

He waved his hand to call Steward Zhang, and after whispering a few words, Steward Zhang withdrew immediately.

After a while, Steward Zhang came back with a happy face, and leaned into the ear of Mr. Rong and said, "Master, there is a record at the Civil Affairs Bureau. Young Master Rong is really divorced."

"Hahaha, good good good good good good good good!" Mr. Rong was very happy and said three good words in succession.

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