Cute wife laughs and wears back

Chapter 239 Bring the Divorce Certificate

"I heard that you are getting married, so I came here to ask, when will you give me the divorce certificate?"

Married has a marriage certificate, but divorced also has a divorce certificate, this is what Song Yu told her, since this man doesn't want her, then she should ask for the divorce certificate, so as not to make it difficult to meet her father when she goes back later.

"Divorce certificate?" Lan Ling narrowed his eyes slightly, and in the bottom of his heart, staring at the woman in front of him felt an uncontrollable throbbing pain.

"I heard that if your wife is divorced, you don't write a divorce letter. It's called a divorce. If this is the case, you can give it to me, so that I won't be able to do business when I go back." Xu Yanwu still didn't turn his head, but the slender But the fingertips had already sunk deeply into the palm of his hand.

"Mu Tianyun called you here?" Lan Ling's eyes had already gathered a lot of darkness, and when he opened his mouth, it was so cold that it made people shiver.

Xu Yanwu was taken aback for a moment, then turned to stare at him and said, "Mu Tianyun? What does it have to do with me coming to you?"

"Miss Xu's words are really funny. You are married to him. He didn't ask you to get the divorce certificate. Does he want you to bear the crime of bigamy and live with him forever?"

"What?" Xu Yanwu was angry: "I'm marrying him? Lan Ling, you bastard..."

Before she could finish her sentence, her stomach suddenly throbbed, her face turned pale, and she had to bend down and lay down on the table.

"Yan Wu? You..." Lan Ling didn't know what happened?Seeing Xu Yanwu lying on the table with a pale face suddenly, she immediately got up reflexively and walked over to her.

But Xu Yanwu was angry and angry at this time, where he would touch her, and felt that finger stretched towards her, she tried her best to hold back the pain in her abdomen and cursed: "Get out...you give me... …roll!"

Lan Ling was startled, and the outstretched hand stopped abruptly in mid-air.

"Since Ms. Xu told me to leave, well, I won't bother you." The man's voice suddenly sounded strange, like someone who had nothing to do with him at all.

Xu Yanwu was lying on the table in a daze, and after hearing the sound of footsteps, she looked up again, and there was no one on the other side.

"Bastard, you... I must... kill... you..." He spat out this sentence fiercely, Xu Yanwu couldn't control it anymore, and smashed the knife and fork on the table into pieces with one palm. two cuts.

Outside the restaurant, Lan Ling, who had already boarded the car, saw through the glass window that the woman in the seat inside suddenly bowed down with a face full of pain, her heart twitched, and the fingers holding the key almost broke the key.

"Damn!"

Opening the car door fiercely, the man stepped down and quickly turned back to the restaurant: "Xu Yanwu, you..."

"Lan Ling, my... my stomach... hurts..." The moment he heard the call and raised his head, Lan Ling gasped in shock at the pale face, and the next second, Without any hesitation, he picked up the woman in the chair and quickly ran towards the door.

"Yan Wu, drink some water first, we'll be at the hospital soon." Inexplicably, Lan Ling suddenly remembered the scene of her lying in his car dripping with blood that day.

The same two people, the same car, but the atmosphere today is completely different from that of that day. That day he rescued her with the determination that he would not let her escape even if he died, but now, he is the woman who sent someone else away. go to the hospital.

"Damn it!"

Even though he stepped on the accelerator to the maximum, Lanling still felt the panic deep in his heart. Looking at the woman beside him who was tightly closing his eyes, he suddenly thought that it would be good to live.

Soon, Xu Yanwu was carried by Lan Ling and pushed into the emergency room. The moment he was put on the bed, Lan Ling could even see the bright red blood between her legs. He slumped weakly on the chair beside him.

(End of this chapter)