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Su Luan pressure down, so that he can't breathe sad, delicate small face raised a bright smile.

"Well, that's settled."

She took the glass.

Mu Yucheng took out his mobile phone to turn on the phone and dialed amu's phone.

Su Luan looks at him quietly with gentle brows and eyes.

The phone rang twice, and a Mu's voice came, "young master."

"Am, has Bai Jingrou left yet?"

Hearing the words of Muyu City, Su Luan's eyes flickered slightly.

Mu Yucheng's hand extended from the table top and held her hand.

"Not yet. Wait at the door."

Ah Mu's tone is angry. The white lotus flower is really hateful.

He won't let her into the villa. She won't leave yet.

On the contrary, sitting on the marble flower bed at the door of the villa, people who do not know will feel sorry for her when they see this scene.

"You go to the second drawer of the study to get the marriage certificates of Luan Luan and me, and then send them to us."

"Young master?"

A Mu's voice with a trace of urgency, want to speak again.

The young master loves his wife so much.

Mu Yucheng holds Su Luan's hand tightly.

He looked at her and said the address in a calm voice.

Hang up the phone, Mu Yucheng and dial a number.

It's from the Civil Affairs Bureau. He asked someone to stay on duty. Later, he and Luan Luan went to the Civil Affairs Bureau.

After two phone calls, the waiter comes in with the dishes.

Mu Yucheng released Su Luan's hand and gave her vegetables. "Luan Luan, after dinner, we'll go to the Civil Affairs Bureau."

“……”

Su Luan has a sour nose.

The eyes are astringent.

But she couldn't show it.

The face has been hanging a shallow smile.

She knew that muyucheng was for her mother.

If they divorce one day earlier, her mother will come out one day earlier.

"You can eat it yourself, don't mind me."

"I'm not hungry."

Mu Yucheng has a warm smile in his mouth and his voice is low and warm.

"You have to eat if you're not hungry. You've lost weight these days." Su Luan frowned and was not happy.

Muyucheng immediately compromise, "OK, I eat."

Su Luan smiles more brightly when he agrees.

It was he who took the vegetables for her, but in the end, she took the vegetables for him.

Mu Yucheng ate a lot, Su Luan did not eat less.

At the last dinner before the divorce, neither of them spoke much.

When amu brought the marriage certificate, Mu Yucheng and Su Luan had finished their meal.

"Why so long?"

Mu Yucheng took over the marriage certificate and looked at it and held it in his hand.

A Mu's face wanted to cry expression, "eldest young master, do you really want to divorce young lady?"

"It's none of your business. Go back."

Mu Yucheng glanced at him coldly and turned to get on the bus.

A mu is urgent, take off a way, "big young master, you love little madam so, how do you do without her?"

Mu Yucheng's tall body was stiff.

In the co driver's seat, Su Luan was suffocating.

Through the window glass, her eyes tightly coagulate the tall and thin man outside.

His facial features were hidden in the shadow, and every inch of his body was stiff.

For a few seconds.

He didn't answer amu's words.

Step forward, open the door of the driver's seat and sit in the car.

Turn eyes, Chong Su Luan gentle smile.

When Su Luan got on the bus, he had already collected his emotions, and his delicate facial features restored calm.

See her fasten her seat belt.

Mu Yucheng bowed his head and fastened his seat belt, then drove on the road towards the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Divorce is as fast as marriage.

But the mood is different.

Although she didn't feel so happy and excited when she got married, Su Luan was not in such a mood as she is now.

Heart, as if a pile of rubble, not even a gap for breathing.

She felt suffocated for a time.

Beside Mu Yucheng, the mood is not exposed and calm.

From stepping into the Civil Affairs Bureau to changing the certificate, he did not see how much pain he did not give up.

"Luan Luan, this is yours."

A man's deep magnetic voice rings in his ear, and Su Luan's free thoughts are pulled back.

Low eyes, looking at the book in his hand.

Clearly and before that the same color, but inexplicably feel dazzling.

"This is yours, one for each."

Mu Yucheng explained patiently.

Su Luan looked up at him.

His eyes are deep and deep, and his thin lips are pursed with a firm straight line.

In the heart suddenly felt very uncomfortable, she pursed tightly the lip, stretched out the hand, with a trace of slight tremor.They are really divorced.

After that, the man had nothing to do with her.

The sadness that has been suppressed by her in the bottom of her heart is like a storm under pressure at the bottom of the sea, suddenly raising the tide.

With her uncontrollable strength, she swept the reason, overflowing the tip of her nose and pouring into her eyes.

She snatched the copy and immediately turned away.

Behind him, Mu Yucheng's tall body was stiff.

In the eyes of the pond, the mood is surging.

The feet didn't lift up.

Bo Yi's lips pursed more tightly, and he never opened his mouth to call her.

In the hall of the Civil Affairs Bureau, it was breathtaking.

He looked down at the book in his hand.

The bottom of the eye delimits a cold and cruel, take out the mobile phone to dial out the number of white Jingrou.

Su Luan left the Civil Affairs Bureau and did not take a taxi to leave.

It's looking up at the sky.

The sky was stifling in the twilight.

She pursed her lips and forced back the tears pouring into her eyes.

Don't let tears fall.

Behind him, steady footstep sounds.

Don't look back. Su Luan knows who it is.

The wound that has been healed seems to ache again.

The pain spread from the body all the way to the heart, and finally, into the limbs, every capillary hole.

"Luan Luan and I have got the divorce certificate. Now you go to the police station."

The voice of Muyu city is very cold like this cold winter, without a trace of temperature.

Su Luan was stiff.

Listen to his footsteps approaching.

The air on the nostrils is replaced by the familiar masculine air, and the pain of getting into the cells is getting stronger and stronger.

She took a deep breath to herself.

The footsteps behind him stopped.

Mu Yucheng's tall figure is standing two steps away from her.

Holding the mobile phone hand in the ear, the sight fell on her thin back, the chill of his eyes dispersed.

I don't know what Bai Jingrou on the other end of the phone said.

He gave a cold "um" and hung up the phone.

Now, let's go to the police station in two steps

Su Luan did not dare to look at him or let him see the sadness in his eyes, but nodded gently.

Step down the steps.

Although forced back the tears, but the line of sight is some fuzzy.

When she stepped down the steps, she stepped on the ground and was about to fall.

"Luan Luan, carefully look at the foot."

The outstretched hand, one second earlier than his voice, grabbed her arm and held her.

Su Luan's heart was smothered. He raised his eyes and saw that his eyebrows were tight and his facial features were cold.

"Let's go."

He grabbed the big hand of her arm and slid down, clasping it on her wrist, for fear that she would fall again absent-minded for a while.

I'm not going to let her go.