Marriage status: Ex-husband, please respect yourself

Chapter 387 Another purpose
Kyoto Shangzhai.

Song Ran heard the sound of an engine in the yard, so she put on a coat and came out of the study. Just after going down two steps, she saw Shang Rui was greeted by a servant to enter the door.

"How is Ma'am doing recently?" Shang Rui loosened his tie.

While closing the door, the servant responded in a low voice: "Madam has been busy with work these few days, and she has very little time at home, but meals are always eaten on time, and she never dropped anything."

"it is good."

Shang Rui changed his shoes in the hallway, and when he walked in, he inevitably caught sight of the woman who was half leaning on the handrail of the stairs.

The two were silent with each other, because they were both too shrewd and wise, there was almost no warmth in the communication between them, and they never said a word of nonsense.

Song Ran's eyes were cold, and she turned her gaze away from Shang Rui. Then, she climbed down from the handrail of the stairs, took the suit jacket from him, and hung it on the hanger next to her.

"You haven't come back for a while." After she finished hanging her clothes, she went to the dining room again, brought out half a cup of warm water after a while, leaned against the door of the restaurant and looked at him with a smile.

Shang Rui said "Mmm" indifferently. He didn't intend to say anything, but when he went upstairs, he was suddenly stopped by Song Ran.

She shook the water glass in her hand, her eyes drooping, "I came here specially, don't you have anything to say to me?"

She mercilessly exposed that there was no intention of friendship in the five years of marriage between each other.Shang Rui paused when he heard this, and his eyes darkened instantly. He just stepped up the stairs with one foot, and after thinking about it, he responded with two words: "No."

When he got out of the bathroom after taking a shower, he turned into the study and found Song Ran sitting on his office chair. A desk lamp was turned on in the whole study, and the light was turned to the lowest level, only illuminating the pale face of the woman. .

At this time, the emotion that has been forbearance was a little uncontrollable. Shang Rui's generous body blocked the door, and the light from the corridor shone in from behind, casting his long and narrow shadow on the floor.

"You shouldn't come into my study, I emphasize this very clearly." He looked gloomy and his tone was cold.

Song Ran laughed rather self-deprecatingly, closed the pile of documents spread out in front of her, and pushed them aside, then raised her eyes, and accurately caught the man's gaze in the dim vision, "Let's talk."

Since he didn't want to take the initiative to mention it, it's up to her to break through the window paper.

"Where I can't enter, can she enter?" She elongated her voice, and every word seemed lazy.

Shang Rui said in a deep voice, and took two steps forward, taking advantage of the opportunity to close the door behind him, his figure was hidden in the darkness, and his voice was cold, "You think too much, have you not taken your medicine on time recently?"

"I'm not sick." Song Ran interrupted sharply, with a touch of despair in the suppressed yelling, and then she smiled self-deprecatingly, "Shang Rui, you have always only cared about yourself, such a selfish person, you still care about others , is there any sincerity?"

"Song Ran..." Shang Rui pinched his eyebrows, considering Song Ran's current mental state, he still swallowed many words.

He was selfish. He avoided the dispute with Song Ran at this time, and it was only based on his own point of view, and he didn't want to have any unnecessary friction with the Song family.

"Go to bed early." He walked to the desk by the light of the desk lamp, and reached out to hold her arm.

Song Ran broke free with one hand, "Shang Rui, let's get a divorce."

When she said the word of divorce, she naturally didn't carry any emotions. She was cold and decisive, as if she had already prepared for it.After finishing speaking, without waiting for Shang Rui to respond, she pulled out a divorce agreement from the drawer and pushed it in front of him, "I have already signed it."

"Stop making trouble." He refused coldly, his cold eyes projected on the big words "divorce agreement", "I won't sign it."

He does not divorce, the reason has nothing to do with love.

In his expectation, it would take at least three years to completely get rid of Song Ran and the Song family.

"Shang Rui!" Song Ran gritted her teeth coldly, stood up from the chair with a bang, and her voice became sharp and harsh, "If you are a man, do something responsible, don't overestimate me endurance!"

Afterwards, there were many more ruthless words, all of which were blocked by the kiss from the man in front of him who suddenly leaned over.

His thin lips were slightly cool, and when they were pressed together, there was a cold desire. Even though he tried his best to cater to him, he still looked strange and unnatural.

The warm liquid spilled out of her eyes, she pretended not to know, and purposely kept silent in his pretended tenderness, intoxicated and satisfied, and deepened the kiss uncontrollably.

The two went all the way to the bedroom. In the dim sight, the man hugged her to the bed, and her body was pressed together. The scene quickly became out of control.

In the confusion of will, Shang Rui stretched out an arm and opened the drawer of the bedside table, but unexpectedly was pulled back by the plain hand of the woman under him. During the power struggle, the man's reason was recovered bit by bit, with a slightly sullen emotion whispered her name.

"Song Ran."

The woman opened a pair of black and white eyes in the darkness, staring blankly at the man in front of her. At this moment, her heart was devastated, and she didn't know why she became like this.

"Safety period, don't wear it." She said softly, and continued to kiss.

Shang Rui's expression froze, he stretched out his hand to push her away, then got up and straightened his messy clothes, "You haven't recovered yet, you should rest early."

Song Ran's arm around the man was still frozen in mid-air, and finally fell down powerlessly, hitting the soft bedding, her eyes were moist and empty, "Shang Rui, are you sympathizing with me? Charity?"

Shang Rui stood by the bed, and the cold moonlight came into the window, splashed on the plain white curtains, and cast a faint light.

He was noncommittal.

The woman curled her lips mockingly, "Shang Rui, she was being followed, you should already know about it, so you came back to confront me today, right?"

Song Ran pulled up the shoulder straps of the pajamas that had been torn off, sat up with her arms supported, half leaned against the edge of the bed, and groped in the dark to take out a pack of cigarettes from the drawer.

There was smoke between the plain white knuckles, the open flame was lit, and a thin smell of smoke rose in the room.

The scarlet light flickered between her fingers, because she was too indifferent and desolate, two conflicting auras lingered around her, colliding with an unconscious but intoxicating beauty.

"I sent the person there. It's her fate that someone saved her." Breathing out a puff of smoke, she smiled indifferently, "But it may not be such good luck every time."

Shang Rui's brows were cold, he turned his head, and he could see the outline of the woman clearly through the moonlight outside the window.

She has always been so assertive and powerful, and her decisive aura has made many men feel ashamed. Because of this, Shang Rui never regards her as a wife, and cannot even perceive from her what a woman should have. innocence and willfulness.

And these qualities, Qi Feng has.

"Song Ran, do you know why you have depression? Because you think too much." He paused, "I approach Qi Feng for another purpose, I hope you don't ruin my plan."

"Another purpose?" Song Ran chuckled, "I hope so."

Feeling that what she said was inappropriate, she temporarily changed her words, "Don't move her, you are the one who can decide her fate in the end. You can agree to a divorce, and we will not mess with each other in the future, or we will be clean and don't mess with the Song family. Those unclear relationships come back."

After she finished speaking, Shang Rui didn't answer the call for a long time, and then the mobile phone on the sofa rang. He paced over, and was a little dazed when he saw the caller ID.

Finally pressed reject.

(End of this chapter)