The warm marriage and cute wife of the rich and famous

Chapter 21 I Want to Divorce!

Song Xiaoqiao picked up the chopsticks and looked nervously at Duan Xiu who was also holding the chopsticks.

I don't know how it tastes, but she just did as he said, this is the third finished product, and the previous two times were poured out.

"Seeing that you are nervous, it doesn't matter. There is also my husband." Duan Xiu said to his little wife with some amusement, "I also learned it after a long time."

Song Xiaoqiao nodded, "I know I'm a little impatient."

"Okay, let's start then."

"it is good."

There was a loud "bang--" which startled both of them.

The door of the room was kicked open, and more than [-] bodyguards quickly came in and stood neatly in two rows.

Song Xiaoqiao directly threw away the chopsticks in her hand, the smile on Duan Xiu's face disappeared, and she slapped the chopsticks on the table, "I said Duan Nan, you——Dad?"

Duan Hongyuan walked in with a straight face. He who always pays attention to his appearance turned out to be dressed in home clothes, which made Duan Xiu deeply surprised.

Duan Nan squeezed over from behind Duan Hongyuan, chuckled, "Dad, I'm right, Xiaosan really—"

"Get out!" Duan Xiu said angrily.

After his gaze was locked on Song Xiaoqiao's face for several seconds, Duan Hongyuan coughed lightly to calm himself down, "Have you really obtained the certificate?"

Duan Xiu glared at Duan Nan before replying: "Yes."

"Is it because of what your mother said last month?"

"almost."

Duan Hongyuan lowered his face, "Don't say it's almost the same, right?"

Song Xiaoqiao consciously moved behind Duan Xiu, and actually wanted to know the answer to Duan Hongyuan's question.

Duan Xiu nodded, "Yes."

What he actually answered was that he also said that he didn't marry him because he had to explain to his family, she would only believe it if she was too stupid.

Feeling an inexplicable pain in her heart, Song Xiaoqiao slightly clenched her lowered hand.

Duan Hongyuan sighed and knew it would be like this.

He glanced at Song Xiaoqiao behind Duan Xiu. Although he heard what Duan Nan said, he still wanted to make sure, "Are you really together with her?"

"Yes." Another is a word.

Song Xiaoqiao opened her mouth slightly, but she didn't know what to say. What he said was together, did they look like this?
"I see." Duan Hongyuan sighed, and beckoned to the bodyguard behind him, who immediately presented the things.

"Miss Song, this is a blank check, you fill in the amount yourself." Duan Hongyuan handed the check and pen to Song Xiaoqiao.

This is--

Song Xiaoqiao looked up at Duan Xiu, and Duan Xiu was also looking at her.

Oh, really—

Song Xiaoqiao took the check and the pen, and at this moment she felt very blocked.

Duan Xiu looked at her in disbelief.

"Duan Xiu, in your heart, how much is I, Song Xiaoqiao, worth?" Song Xiaoqiao looked at Duan Xiu as if she was thinking with a pen in her hand. She spoke lightly, but her heart was heavy.

Duan Hongyuan moved his eyes to the dining table, and his eyes were fixed on the plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

"Little Joe, don't do this."

"What do you want? Your family is obviously rich, but you took me to that ordinary apartment that couldn't be more ordinary. You drove a Bentley, and you said you borrowed it. You lived in such a luxurious farm, but you said it was a friend's. You are a few hundred dollars, Duan Xiu, what do you think I am, Song Xiaoqiao?"

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"It's fun to lie to me, doesn't it? Do you think it's great to be rich?" Song Xiaoqiao obviously became angry when she said this, she threw the pen and the check directly on Duan Xiu's face.

Duan Xiu reached out to pull her, but she avoided him.

This scene made Duan Nan and Duan Hongyuan stunned.

"I want a divorce!" Song Xiaoqiao immediately took off the apron on her body, which was extremely ridiculous.

Duan Xiu was a little weak, reached out to Duan Nan and said, "It's all your fault, it's all right now."

"I——me too—" I couldn't go on anymore.

"Did you cook this dish?" Duan Hongyuan asked suddenly.

Song Xiaoqiao nodded, "Yes, I fired it."

"I'll try it."

What does this mean?
Song Xiaoqiao looked at Duan Hongyuan, not understanding what this man wanted.

Duan Xiu grabbed Song Xiaoqiao and said seriously: "I have never lied to you, and I did not intend to lie to you."

"Humph!"

"I never told you that I don't have any money. That apartment belongs to me, the Bentley belongs to Duan Nan, my car is under maintenance, and this farm belongs to my good brother Cai Shao. There are some shares in it, that’s all I didn’t mention, the others—” Duan Xiu thought about it, yes, “And last time when you celebrated your birthday, I walked by the door because of something, gave the gift and left Well, I didn't lie to you about this."

Song Xiaoqiao was full of anger, and her small chest went up and down, but, listening to it, she was a little relieved, because what he said seemed to be right.

He really didn't tell himself about not having money, but, "That's not okay, you didn't tell me, but you shouldn't hide from me that you are so rich."

"I'm not very rich, I'm about the same as your family." Duan Xiu felt a little helpless.

Duan Nan immediately jumped up when he heard that, "What do you mean almost, Xiao-Xiu, don't be fooled by my little sister-in-law."

Little sister-in-law?
Song Xiaoqiao glared at him, straightened her back, "I'm not your little sister-in-law."

"I'm telling the truth. You're married to Xiao-Xiu, so you're not my sister-in-law. I'm wrong!" Duan Nan reasoned more and more.

Duan Hongyuan snorted coldly, "Why are you arguing? I haven't said anything yet. Duan Nan, step aside for me."

Well, Duan Nan obediently stood aside.

Duan Hongyuan glanced at Song Xiaoqiao, then at Duan Xiu, "The level of this dish is just right for a wife."

"what?"

Song Xiaoqiao and Duan Nan almost spoke in unison.

What does this mean?
Duan Xiu smiled, "Of course the one I choose is good." He glanced at Song Xiaoqiao, saw that his little wife was getting angry again, and hurried forward to coax her.

"Then why did you say it was because of what your mother said?" It was fine if Duan Hongyuan didn't say that, but when he said it, Song Xiaoqiao became angry again.

That is, Song Xiaoqiao glared at him, "You only married me because you wanted to give your family an explanation, and you lied to me?"

"Who lied to you, do you know what my mother said?" Duan Xiu smiled, "Don't want to hear it?"

"I don't want to. It's none of my business. I want a divorce anyway." It's better for such a person to leave as soon as possible. In the past two days, he has already begun to sink a little. If it takes a little longer, it will be fine.

Sometimes it is necessary to cut the mess quickly, although in the bottom of her heart, Song Xiaoqiao is still a little bit reluctant.

After all, this was the first time she had sex with a man, and it was a bit immature, but she was sure it was.

"My mother said—"

"Your mother said that Duan Xiu is not young anymore, he will be thirty soon, and he can marry someone he likes." Duan Hongyuan directly snatched Bai from his son, and when he continued speaking at a slow pace, his daughter-in-law probably ran away in anger.

Song Xiaoqiao looked up at Duan Hongyuan, a little in disbelief, "She, did she really say that?"

"Don't worry, my dad will never lie. My dad is a history professor at the University of Finance and Economics. Respecting history has always been his nature, right Dad." Duan Nan immediately echoed.

Duan Hongyuan expressed his satisfaction with his son revealing his identity at the right time, "Yeah."

A professor of history at the University of Finance and Economics?
Song Xiaoqiao was frightened, her legs trembled, "That, yes, is it a history professor?"

"Wait a minute, Song Xiaoqiao, Song—you're not the student who took seven days off after just one month of school, are you?" Duan Hongyuan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Song Xiaoqiao. Seeing Song Xiaoqiao's frightened look, he knew it must be, no wonder , when he first heard the name Song Xiaoqiao, he felt as if he had heard it somewhere before, and it turned out that it was the student he had called by name in class.

Song Xiaoqiao clenched her hands into fists, turned around to look at Duan Xiu who was still smiling, gritted her teeth and said, "Duan Xiu, you actually asked me to leave for seven days, you—uh—"

Before she finished speaking, Duan Xiu covered her mouth and carried her on her shoulder, "Brother Nan, sit down, Dad, I have something to do."

Busy you sister, Song Xiaoqiao danced and danced, and successfully isolated the inside and outside with a loud closing sound.

Duan Nan was stunned for a few seconds, and when he came to his senses, there was a slamming sound of the door closing. He didn't care about the sound of closing the door, but excitedly held his father's hand and said, "Dad, did you hear that? , he called me Brother Nan."

"Look at your future." Duan Hongyuan rolled his eyes at his son, but, "Everything else is fine, that is, you are a little young, but it doesn't matter if you are young or not, I have a daughter-in-law, haha, go, go back Tell your grandpa to go!"

Duan Nan still wanted to say something, but she didn't have time to say it, so she was dragged away by Duan Hongyuan.

(End of this chapter)