Did the actress get divorced today?

Chapter 18
At night, the building where You Qian lives is directly opposite the headquarters of the Song Group. The entire floor is still brightly lit. Standing by the floor-to-ceiling windows, You Qian's thoughts drift far, far away...

During the five years of marriage, You Qian couldn't help staring at the 28th floor of Song's Building every night, because it was Song Zhicheng's office, as long as the lights went out, it meant that Song Zhicheng was off work and would go home soon, and before that, She had to prepare a delicious supper and hot water at a suitable temperature so that he could enjoy the best service when he got home.

Suddenly Song Zhicheng was gone, and in just two weeks, You Qian could only hide all the bitterness deep in her heart, and put all her heart and energy into her work, as if she was used to it.

wrong!

Why is the light on the 28th floor still on?

You Qian was taken aback, did Song Zhicheng return home?

But she didn't receive the call.

You Qian hurriedly got up from the carpet, planning to tidy up the house.Because Song Zhicheng hated the disturbance of his personal space the most, the house they lived in never had hourly workers, and You Qian took care of everything.

Just about to clean up, You Qian suddenly stopped.She almost forgot that Song Zhicheng had formally filed for divorce with her, and he had signed the divorce agreement long ago. She only waited for her side to sign, and the divorce procedures would be completed immediately.

Therefore, even if he returns to China, I believe he will not come back here.

Thinking about this, You Qian shook her head with a wry smile, so she didn't have to tidy up the house nervously.After stopping the work at hand, You Qian planned to go to bed early.

When she was nestled into the quilt and was about to fall asleep, she suddenly heard a rustling sound in a daze, the sound was so soft that You Qian thought it was an auditory hallucination and continued to sleep herself.

Until the bed next to her collapsed in half, a pair of strong arms stretched out towards her, her body suddenly pressed against the hot skin of the visitor uncontrollably, You Qian opened her eyes.

"You..." Her voice was soft and waxy, with a trace of laziness just waking up.

In the pitch darkness, although Song Zhicheng's face could not be seen clearly, his strong aura always announced his existence.Because they were too close to each other, You Qian couldn't help pushing him.

"Clap!"

light is on.

Song Zhicheng said coldly, "Get up, cook for me."

While pulling her pajamas, he took them off. The sudden light made You Qian Quen unprepared. She immediately covered her chest, and hurriedly put on a dress for herself. After putting it on, she realized that In desperation, she put on the wrong shirt. When she started to unbutton it and change it, Song Zhicheng said with a sullen face, "I'm very hungry. You should make supper earlier."

You Qian asked softly, "What do you want to eat?"

"Whatever." Song knew squinting at Youqian. After all, her shirt was too big for her, but because it didn't fit her size, it became more inexplicably attractive at this time, and the delicate collarbone The beautiful scenery is always attractive, the shirt just wrapped her hips, revealing her two white and slender legs.

You Qian noticed his undisguised gaze. If it was normal, she would have lost her will and jumped into his arms. At this moment, she could only flee to the kitchen in a hurry.

When I opened the refrigerator, I found that there were no fresh ingredients.

The only thing that can be made now is tomato and egg noodles, You Qian thought distressedly, with Song Zhicheng's picky mouth, he must not be able to eat it.

Hey, what should I do?

"What are you dawdling about?" Song Zhicheng crossed his arms at the kitchen door.

You Qian was taken aback: "Now there are only simple boiled noodles, do you want to eat? Or call someone to deliver the meal." There is a 24-hour chef on duty at the Song family's old house. I believe it is useless to call now. In an hour, the butler will send someone to deliver the meal.

Song Zhicheng remained silent.

Just being silent, You Qian understood what he meant. She quickly washed the tomatoes, sliced ​​them, and beat the eggs. A series of actions flowed smoothly. When the water boiled, she put the noodles in...

Song Zhicheng's expression softened when the steaming noodles were placed in front of him.

You Qian watched him finish eating, went into the bedroom and lay down on the bed before she started cleaning the kitchen.

It didn't take long to clean it up, and stopped in front of the bedroom door. You Qian was very troubled, because usually only she and him lived together, and the huge house was specially rebuilt into two bedrooms and one living room. Except for the study, there was only one bedroom and one living room. A bed, is she going to sleep in the room now, or on the sofa?
In the darkness, You Qian's eyes were dim.

Thinking that she was about to divorce the man she had loved for nearly ten years, You Qian suddenly made up her mind and stepped into the bedroom resolutely.These years, because she loves him too much, she has become as low as dust in front of him, and she has lost all self-esteem long ago. Knowing that she can't keep it, she still humbly wants to get closer to him, get closer...

The room was very dark, You Qian didn't see Song Zhicheng's eyes open, thought he was asleep, and went to bed with his heart in his arms.

Smelling Song Zhicheng's breath, You Qian swallowed bitterness, and moved closer to his side, she didn't stop until she pressed against his back.

With a cold expression on his face, he asked, "Why did you delay and refuse to sign?"

In the darkness, Song Zhicheng's face was dim, and You Qian opened his mouth: "I..."

Song Zhicheng approached her: "Not satisfied with the conditions I gave you?"

(End of this chapter)