I Just Want to Divorce

"Let's get a divorce," Ye Fei leaned back against the sofa, as casually as she was talking about what to eat tomorrow morning, "I'm sorry, but what you promised can't be fulfilled. If you have any requests, just ask, and I will try my best to compensate you."

There was a long silence in the living room.

Yan Xiao remained motionless in his original sitting position, his body stiff like a sculpture.

Ye Fei didn't rush him, and thoughtfully gave him time to digest.

"Why," he asked after a long while, "Am I making you unhappy?"

"No," Ye Fei was stunned, then laughed, "Don't think about it, it's my own problem."

Yan Xiao immediately asked, "What's the problem?"

"I just don't want to do this anymore," Ye Fei took a sip of the beer on the coffee table and laughed at herself, "It's a bit boring."

He spent his whole life working for the Ye family, even mortgaging his marriage and freedom, but in the end he didn't get anything in return. Once again, he just wanted to live for himself.

The bright light poured down from the ceiling and shone on the smooth floor, creating a cold white halo, which stabbed Yan Xiao's eyes to swell and hurt.

The chest was stuffed like a mass of cold cotton, it was a pain that was almost suffocating.

He thought about it for a long time, but couldn't understand this interesting definition, and finally said lightly, "Ye Fei, stop joking."

This must also be a joke among friends, Yan Xiao thought. Ye Fei didn't really want to divorce him because he didn't understand.

However, Ye Fei's next words shattered his expectations.

"No," Ye Fei said, "how could I joke with you about such a thing?"

The water droplets condensed from the beer can dripped down his fingers. He frowned, took out a tissue and wiped it, "You see when it's convenient for you, let's go get the divorce certificate."

After a pause, as if remembering something, he added: "Don't worry, I will pay you back the money you invested in Dingyuan before."

Yan Xiao sat there without moving or speaking.

Five minutes later, he said bitterly, "I don't agree."

Yan Xiao is a self-confident, almost arrogant person. His super-high IQ and social status enough to look down on most people have given him such capital. He doesn't like to be questioned, uses imperative sentences when interacting with people, and looks directly at each other when he speaks.

But this time, he didn't look into Ye Fei's eyes, he just lowered his eyes and emphasized, "I don't agree."

The stunned person became Ye Fei, he looked at Yan Xiao in disbelief: "No, why?"

Before that, he had never imagined this would happen. After all, the two are just a simple cooperative relationship. Now that one party wants to terminate the contract, even if the other party is dissatisfied, it will not be too entangled.

"Dingyuan needs to continue to inject funds," Yan Xiao said, "and I also need a de facto other half. I don't think there is a need for divorce."

After hearing his reasons, Ye Fei breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it wasn't a problem that was too difficult to solve.

"It doesn't matter, Dingyuan will not be under my control in the future, and others will worry about financing. As for you," he raised his eyebrows, his eyes rolled around Yan Xiao's face, and said meaningfully, "Mr. Can't find anyone to marry?"

Hearing this, Yan Xiao immediately replied, "I can't find it."

Ye Fei: "…"

In the past, when he heard others complain about Yan Xiao's difficulty, he was quite disapproving. Unexpectedly, Feng Shui took turns, and today he was able to experience it.

Ye Fei took a deep breath and patiently handed over the initiative: "Then how do you agree to divorce?"

Yan Xiao did not answer directly, but said, "Our contract has it written that the cooperation date ends on December 5, 2027."

"There is also a deadline on the employee's entry contract, and there are still a lot of people who leave in the middle." Ye Fei didn't want to get too stiff with Yan Xiao because of this, so she pretended to be relaxed, "Mr. Yan, you treat me as an employee of your company. Go one, you can always find the next one that is more suitable.”

There is no more suitable next, Yan Xiao thought, only Ye Fei.

But Ye Fei said it was boring to be with him and didn't want to continue.

Yan Xiao never knew what panic was. In the past 20 years, no matter how serious the problem seemed to others, he could easily solve it with his smart brain.

Today, however, he tasted helpless.

"Adults should have a spirit of contract," Yan Xiao was like a person walking in the thunder and lightning. He knew that the umbrella in his hand could not withstand any storms, but he still held up his only bargaining chip with luck, "The contract You signed it."

"So you still don't agree?"

"Do not."

Seeing that it couldn't make sense no matter what, Ye Fei stood up, looked at him condescendingly, and said coldly, "Anyway, I must leave the marriage. If you don't agree, I will go to the court and sue directly."

After that, I went straight back to the bedroom to pack my things.

He didn't want to move out so soon, but he was really annoyed by Yan Xiao's appearance. It's good for everyone to gather and disperse, and I don't know what he is insisting on.

As soon as she opened the closet, Ye Fei was flashed.

Without him, it's a watery black. Black clothes, black pants, black shirts, and even the underwear are all black!

In his last life, he turned from briquettes, so Ye Fei ripped through the pile of clothes a few times in disgust, but couldn't find any other colors. After pondering for a moment, he simply opened Alipay and paid attention to the small program for donating clothes.

These clothes are ugly and ugly, but the workmanship and quality are good. It's too wasteful to throw it away directly, it's better to donate it to those in need.

Ye Fei found two twenty-eight-inch suitcases in the room, and threw the clothes and debris into them without particular order. He didn't have many things, and soon the cabinet became empty.

Ye Fei closed a suitcase and was about to pack other places, when she turned around, she met Yan Xiao's gaze.

"What's the matter, President Yan," Ye Fei raised her chin at him, "Have you changed your mind?"

"I can spare a week for next month," Yan Xiao pointed out the date on the phone calendar to Ye Fei, "I can accompany you wherever you want to play."

In order to find out the interesting meaning, he deliberately went to the search engine to refer to the public's answers, and the results obtained were nothing more than eating, drinking, and having fun.

Although Yan Xiao didn't think it was any fun, since Ye Fei wanted to do it, he would accompany him as long as he didn't mention divorce.

Ye Fei didn't understand: "What are you talking about?"

"Or what you like to do, tell me directly, and I will let Cheng Minghao arrange it."

Ye Fei thought about it for a long time, and followed his brain circuit with guesswork. She couldn't help laughing and crying: "I don't mean this... Don't worry about it so much, you are helping me by agreeing to divorce."

Yan Xiao was silent for a while, and said, "I don't talk to drunk people."

"I only drank less than half a can of beer," Ye Fei laughed angrily and shook the can in front of him, "How could I be drunk."

But Yan Xiao turned a deaf ear, and even started chattering about his reasoning, not knowing whether to convince Ye Fei or himself: "Alcohol affects your cerebral cortex and central nervous system, and makes you make irrational decisions. Not what you really think."

Ye Fei glared at him: "I'll say it again, I'm not drunk."

"A drunk man never admits that he is drunk."

Ye Fei was speechless, he suspected that Yan Xiao was playing a rogue. But thinking about it again, with his character, he shouldn't be able to do such a thing, it's probably just a simple confession of death.

"Let's talk about it tomorrow." Ye Fei wiped her face, it was only one night anyway, and he could afford to wait no matter how little time he had.

Yan Xiao didn't answer, he avoided Ye Fei's gaze and whispered, "I'll take it as if I didn't hear about your drunken madness today, and I won't take it to heart."

No, why did he get drunk? Ye Fei felt offended. He didn't know anything else, but he was very sure that if he was drunk and crazy, Yan Xiao would still be able to stand here neatly?

He had already ripped off his pants!

He narrowed his eyes and was about to say something when the phone ringing interrupted him.

After picking it up, it was a staff member who came to collect clothes, saying that he had arrived, but he could not enter the villa area, and asked Ye Fei if he could bring his clothes to the door.

Ye Fei happily agreed, picked up the suitcase and walked out.

"Where are you going?" Yan Xiao reflexively went to pull him, about to touch Ye Fei, and put his hand back.

"Dedicate love and warmth, and practice the core values ​​of socialism." Ye Fei didn't notice his actions, she said a perfunctory sentence without looking back, and rushed out the door.

Yan Xiao was the only one left in the empty living room for a while. He stood quietly at the door for a while before walking to the sofa and sitting down.

Yan Xiao carefully recalled the past month or even three months, every bit of getting along between the two, and did not find any offense to him.

Then why get a divorce? Yan Xiao still couldn't figure it out.

His eyes fell on the box of desserts on the coffee table. The square wooden box was wrapped with golden ribbons, and the top was transparent, which made the desserts more delicate and attractive.

Cheng Minghao said that this is the best double-skin milk in the city, but how could Ye Fei not even take a look at such a delicious double-skin milk.

Probably because the box was too ugly, Yan Xiao took the box into his arms. Maybe Ye Fei will ask for a better package next time, and she won't think about getting a divorce from him.