Yan Huan's nerves tightened in an instant. How could he know?

"The only man who could touch you five years ago, except me, was Li mingjue. The child must be his!"

"Don't talk nonsense."

"Is it nonsense? I'll go to him and ask him myself?"

"No!"

Yan Huan panicked and stopped Mu Shixun.

Mu Shixun's eyes lit up with pride.

"Mom told me that he is the mysterious rich man from Europe this time. Anyway, he has slept with you once, and it won't be good to sleep again."

"If you don't want to, I'll calculate the cost of raising Joe these years!"

"Mu Shixun! You are despicable!"

"Whether I am humble or not is entirely up to you."

Looking at Mu Shixun's successful face, Yan huanqiang's strength for five years suddenly burst.

She Yan Huan, once a famous celebrity in the city and a proud daughter of heaven, is not as good as a clown in a circus!

She married a pig, better than the man in front of her!

"Mu Shixun, let's divorce."

There was a crack in the man's smile.

Yan Huan has no time to analyze his psychology. Her love for him has been worn away in repeated injuries.

She just wants to leave him now! The farther the better!

Mu Shixun was stunned for two seconds, and his smile became ferocious. "Disgusting woman, you should have rolled away!"

He smiled for two minutes, as if convinced that Yan Huan couldn't live without him. He said, "as long as you don't divorce, just ask me again! Ha ha!"

Yan Huan was no longer stingy with any eyes, turned around indifferently, left a sentence "Joe, Joe belongs to me" and turned away.

All this, it's time to end.

After leaving Mu's house, she went directly to Li mingjue's company.

Wen Yi had left. When she entered the door, there was a nice smell of smoke in the office. It was neither strong nor light. Just smelling it, she felt refreshed all over.

When the footsteps came, Yan Huan looked back and saw Li mingjue coming out from behind the screen.

He was wearing a black bathrobe, revealing his strong chest. His wet hair was lifted up by him, and water droplets flowed down the cold cut jaw to the clavicle.

He looked up at her, his dark eyes shining with cold light.

"What do you want me to do?"

She lowered her head slightly and rubbed the buttons of her shirt with the belly of her fingers.

After hesitating for a few seconds, she suddenly started and pulled the buttons off her clothes.

The White Chiffon shirt fell to the ground, revealing the fragrant shoulder and pink lotus root arm. The fullness of the chest was ready to come out against the background of the small vest.

In an instant, she felt a burning sight.

Li mingjue threw away his towel and came to her.

He picked up her delicate jaw and narrowed her black eyes. "What do you think? Run here to seduce me?"

The man's faint tone was like a knife to her body at the moment.

She clenched her fist, endured the humiliation, and met his hot eyes.

"The condition you said last night... I promised."

Then she closed her eyes and waited quietly for the bloody storm to come.

Li mingjue has never been the master of pity for fragrance and jade. She learned this as early as five years ago.

Instead of waiting for his "love", the clamp on his jaw suddenly disappeared.

She opened her beautiful eyes and looked at the man puzzled.

"Did you... Go back?"

"I'm not interested in the women who deliver them to the door. Besides, I've been played by others."

Yan Huan's heart seemed to be punched hard.

So what he said was just to tease her?

The eyes were suddenly hot, as if something had fallen.

She wiped her face hard, grabbed her shirt on the ground and put it on.

"I'm really sorry to be disgusted, Mr. Li, but you already have a fiancee and say that condition. I don't know who is more disgusting?"

With that, she left without looking back.

After coming out of Li mingjue, Yan Huan wandered aimlessly in the street.

She doesn't want to go back to Mu's house, and the mother of the madhouse doesn't know her. She will only be more crazy when she sees her.

She didn't return to Mu's house until late at night.

As soon as I entered the door, I found a small figure sitting at the entrance of the porch.

"Joe, Joe."

The little figure moved, and a little milk voice sounded in the dark, "Mommy!"

Yan huanrou Judo: "why don't you turn on the light so late? Grandma, where are they?"

"Grandparents and daddy went out to celebrate."

"Celebrate what?"

"Daddy said that someone had bought Mu's family and said that the Mu family was saved."

Yan Huan's first reaction was Li mingjue. After all, only he had this strength.

But why did he help?

"Mommy, people have been waiting for you here for a long time. Where have you been?"

"Mommy has gone to work." Yan Huan touched Muzi Qiao's head, "by the way, why don't you celebrate with grandma?"

"I want to go together when Mommy comes back."

Together?

Yan Huan smiled bitterly. No one called her about Mu's rescue.

She knew that the Mu family never regarded her as their own.

"Joe, Joe."

"Mommy, I'm here."

"If Mommy wants to leave here, is Joe willing to go with Mommy?"

Mu ziqiao flashed his big eyes and smiled into the shape of a crescent moon. He nodded his head without asking.

"Go and clean up. Mommy is waiting for you downstairs."

"Yes!"

Looking at mu ziqiao's figure leaving, Yan Huan resumed her indifferent expression.

Go back to the room and sign the divorce agreement already prepared.

This marriage, which exists in name only, officially ended.

After leaving the agreement, she packed up some clothes and photos of her parents and left Mu's house with Qiao Qiao.

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