Mr.Yuan,Spoil Me!

Xu Weige became angry and went into his microblog angrily. He wanted to send something to let his fierce beast vent. The beast said that he wanted to eat people now!

She angrily and forcefully pressed the nine palace keyboard, crackled, and was deleted by her fury. She was angry, and the rage in her heart began to fade.

Xu Weige has a snack plug.

Because she was annoyed for a long time, and didn't know what to send to relieve her anger. It seemed that no matter what she said, she could get a handle.

Although she was not turned out, the little third house is really where she is now.

She's a little stuffy. She's a middle and high-end community. She's just blown into a small house by these keyboard men on the Internet.

Everyone can't wait to see her abandoned by the original resignation, how miserable she has been, and how miserable the end is.

Her recent not low-key whereabouts have made netizens and the media ready to move. She has no doubt that as long as she issues a divorce statement, the marketing number can even make a long speech to describe how she got to the top by borrowing her son's wisdom, and how she ended up in today's miserable end. Oh, she will also be used to educate those girls who want to marry into a rich family. It's not good to die that heart It's the end of the game.

"No divorce declaration."

"No divorce declaration."

Two people suddenly speak with one voice.

Xu Weige was a little embarrassed. She remembered that she had agreed to divorce in front of her original words. How stable her mind was then, how broken she is now.

"You don't have your divorce certificates." Baichuan pretended not to see her red face.

"No, he doesn't have time. He went to America again today. He won't come back until a week later." Xu Weige secretly congratulated himself that the regret of not being able to get the certificate immediately at that point in the morning was swept away.

But it's only for a while. Sooner or later, they will get a divorce certificate and expose it.

"That's OK. One week is enough for us to deal with it." Bai Chuan asked, "do you want me to contact the public relations department of Yuan's side, saying that after the divorce, don't make a statement and keep a low profile."

Xu Weige frowned and didn't want to, which means that she was in a hurry to ask for a divorce. What's the big deal? But if she didn't keep a low profile, those conspiracy theories would be rampant again. She couldn't think of a reason at this time. For a long time, she said.

"No, I can't. I didn't mention divorce in my original speech. I took the initiative to mention it. I left and asked people not to say it. It's nothing. I can't do this kind of thing."

"What should we do, Auntie and granny? Let others confuse black and white like this?" Bai Chuan was speechless, "and always made a statement to let everyone know that, first of all, you were not expelled, second -- second --"

after listening to his "second" for several times, he couldn't say a complete word. Xu Weige's last point of confidence was gone, she said.

"Don't be two. That's the truth. Even if I didn't get kicked out, I didn't have any money. That's the small house I lived in."

"Shit! I spent more than seven million yuan on it at the beginning! " Baichuan is also very angry, "or say that the house is mine, the staff dinner just."

"No, I have to live there. I expect to be photographed every day in the future. I can't have dinner every day." Xu Weige stroked his hair distractedly.

"Why don't you stay in a hotel first, and be a little more secluded." Baichuan is eager to find a way.

"I've got a hundred thousand dollars for a hidden hotel." Xu Weige's eyes drooped in frustration.