Dear Mr.Shi

When song Qinghuan rushed to the Civil Affairs Bureau, it was already five past nine.

She looked around, and did not find the figure of "manager Zhao". She was wondering whether the "manager Zhao" thought she would not come after time, so when she left, a cool black car suddenly stopped beside her.

Song Qinghuan didn't know about cars, but when he looked at them, he only felt that the high-end atmosphere was of high grade.

When the car window came down slowly, song Qinghuan's amazing and expressionless face appeared in front of his eyes.

"Get in the car!" He looked at her, black eyes like sinking into a piece of ice, frightening.

Song Qinghuan rushed forward, opened the front passenger's door, and then sat in.

It's quiet in the car, breathing clearly and smelling.

There was a chill in the man, who seemed to strongly condemn her for being late.

It's only five minutes. Song Qinghuan doesn't think so. She opens her lips and says, "I'll take some time to get my Hukou book. I agree to get married with you, but you must let me go to work in time group and make sure I don't lose this meal in a year."

She looked at him, but it was a year, which should be enough for her to find out the whereabouts of her brother, or the truth of his corruption!

After a pause, song Qinghuan continued, his voice was a little embarrassed: "second, no matter what happened to our hair yesterday, we can only be nominal couples; third, in this year's time, no matter who we met with true love, the other side can not obstruct or destroy the true love of both sides, nor limit the freedom of both sides!"

After three o'clock, song Qinghuan blinked at Shi Yuhan and waited for his reply.

When Yuhan didn't make a sound, he just took out a piece of rice paper from the car and put it in front of song Qinghuan, "divorce agreement, signed!"

What? Song Qinghuan didn't respond immediately. She suspected that she had heard the divorce agreement wrong. Wasn't she talking about marriage? How did you jump to divorce?

When Yuhan looked at her deeply, a smile on her lips: "after the divorce, I will give you 10 million, as your two years' reward."