Dear Mr. Shi

Song Qinghuan, who thought the auditory hallucinations, understood now, and a little face fell cold: "I don't want your money, no cents, as long as you promise to let me work in Times Group, and you promised what I just said. Three o'clock will do."

Song Qinghuan felt inexplicably humiliated and angry for buying her two-year marriage for ten million.

She just said that he will get divorced a year later, and he will never get divorced on the day of the wedding!

No, the divorce agreement is signed before marriage. What is the structure of this man's mind? I really want to knock it on and take a look!

When Yuhan's lips curled up, a faint ridicule filled with sarcasm.

He suddenly stretched out his hand to pinch Song Qinghuan’s chin, and held her slender waist with the other hand, so that her whole body was pressed against him: "I have the final say in one year or two years of divorce. As for the relationship between husband and wife, you can rest assured, dry sauerkraut. No interest, the third point, I don’t know what true love is. The only thing I want to tell you is that during the effective period of marriage, I only need one thing for you, and that is your loyalty."

While speaking, he increased his hand strength, and his eyes filled with two bottomless pools of coldness, as if to freeze the human heart.

Song Qinghuan almost wanted to push and drive away, telling her instinctively that this man was very dangerous and terrifying.

I don't know why, she began to regret it, and that uneasy instinct also made her struggle slightly involuntarily.

Shi Yuhan seemed to see through her shrinking, firmly tightening her tightly, with a warm smile on her lips: "Are you real, do you want to join the Times Group?"

"Then you are not allowed to be loyal to each other, so it's fair!!" Song Qinghuan heard his threat, swallowed his lips and stared at him.

She deliberately carried it out with the time. She thought he would not agree, but she didn't expect him to raise the pen in his hand to signal Song Qinghuan to sign it.

Song Qinghuan regretted it again, turned his head aside, hesitated.

Shi Yuhan squinted at her with a casual look and a casual and lazy tone: "You only have three seconds to think about it."

Song Qinghuan bit her lip lightly, reached out her hand to take the pen, read the "Divorce Agreement" for a while, and then signed her name "Whhhhhh".

A little angry again, she threw the agreement and the agreement on Shi Yuhan, this damned man, she really wanted to beat him up!

With such a rude attitude, Shi Yuhan frowned and looked at her indifferently.

With the mighty oppressive force, Bingbing slammed against Song Qinghuan, and the dangerous and solemn atmosphere enveloped her, and Song Qinghuan subconsciously fought a cold war.

She forcibly endured the tension in her heart and tried to keep out the cold while watching Shi with a calm expression.

After quietly staring at each other for a few seconds, just when Song Qinghuan thought this man was going to hit someone, Shi Yuhan gently spit out two words: "Get off!"