Wife contract has expired: want to remarry, no way!

Tang Wanliang closed her eyes and burst into tears. She tried to control it so that the other party wouldn't hear her sobbing. She could only keep inhaling.

"Aren't you usually smart? Why not refute this time? Are you talking? "

Han Jingchu was not ready to let her go easily. Every word stabbed her in the heart like ice cream. He had to see blood.

Tang Wanliang, who fell on the floor, didn't hurry to stand up, but just sat like that, the cold floor, cold slightly against her skin.

She held back her tears, didn't argue, didn't open her mouth, and her heart was aching.

Today, she was not sad to see those posts humiliating her on the school forum. But now she is really sad and disappointed.

It turned out that this man's words hurt more than those posts.

However, how much she wanted to raise her voice and tell the man behind her that he was a fool. Did he know that he was the big brother she was thinking about

Han Jingchu stood and looked at her back. She didn't speak. Finally, he simply felt boring. He turned the door handle and slammed the door.

Hearing the sound of closing the door, Tang Wanliang looked back with tears.

"Big brother..." three words, stubbornly stuck in her throat, and she almost couldn't help telling him.

Tell him that the little girl who gave him blood transfusion many years ago was not suvian, but her.

The room fell into silence. Tang Wanliang held her knees and deliberately endured her tears. She couldn't bear to cry anymore.

Tears and runny nose cluttered her face and dropped on the back of her hands.

I don't know how long she cried. When she realized that she was tired and had no strength to cry again, Tang Wanliang supported her body and stood up from the ground.

Eyes fell on Han Jingchu's notes circled on her graduation project.

Sometimes, she really doesn't understand Han Jingchu——

Clearly hate her, why do you do something that makes her misunderstand, make her misunderstand, maybe he has her in his heart.

……

However, Han Jingchu, who went out of the room, was not in a good mood at this time.

The man sat on the sofa, took out the cigarette box from his trousers pocket, lit it with a click, took it in his mouth and puffed.

Usually, he seldom smokes. He lights a cigarette only when he is depressed.

Late at night, Han Jingchu didn't stop until the crystal ashtray was full of cigarette butts on the tea table in front of him.

He got up from the sofa and went upstairs again.

He kept telling himself that he just wanted to humiliate the woman again, not worry about her.

With a creak, the door was opened by the man from the outside.

He crept into the dark room, touched the big bed and saw that the woman was asleep.

Close your eyes and curl up with the quilt.

A pair of beautiful eyebrows are tightly wrinkled, and the eyelashes are still stained with crystal tears.

In general, I cried hard before.

However, at this moment, Han Jingchu was not sure whether she was crying for him or for the big brother in her heart.

Thinking of the big brother she dreamed of, he really wanted to strangle the woman.

However, he thought so. After all, he bent down, pulled the quilt kicked aside by Tang Wanliang, and carefully covered the woman.

To make sure she was asleep, Han Jingchu took a deep breath and stepped up to leave. He saw the woman's old mobile phone light up in the dark.

A text message came in.

Han Jingchu glanced at Tang Wanliang with his eyes closed. He stretched out his hand and picked up the small mobile phone.

The sender is Qiao Siyu. He seems to have some impression that the woman who called Fu Sihan for help in emperor winery last time is one of Tang Wanliang's best friends.

I don't know what to think, the slender fingertip pointed to open the message.

Most of the content is that Joe Siyu apologized to Tang Wanliang. She just learned about today's school forum post and didn't find a chance to comfort Tang Wanliang.

Han Jingchu looked at it with one eye and ten lines, and finally his sight fell on a text message sent by Tang Wanliang to Qiao Siyu.

"Siyu, it doesn't matter. Fortunately, the matter has been solved. Lu Xuechang helped me delete all those posts. Tomorrow I'm going back to school, thank him personally and invite him to dinner."

Boom——

Han Jingchu pinched the mobile phone and was completely annoyed and angry.

As soon as he was ready to get angry with Tang Wanliang, he looked away and saw the woman holding the quilt, her eyebrows and eyes relaxed, as if she were having a good dream.

His anger went out in an instant. If he wanted to be angry, he finally swallowed it in his heart.

Han Jingchu snorted coldly, pinched the old mobile phone and walked out.

……

The next day.

When Tang Wanliang woke up, he subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch his mobile phone and wanted to see the time.

However, the hand groped in the bedside table for a long time, but it was empty.

She frowned, got up and looked at the head of the bed. The mobile phone that had been put there had disappeared.

She remembered that she was texting Jos Yu last night. In the back, she was too sleepy and fell asleep.

Just then, there was a knock outside the door. It was aunt Fang's voice, "young grandma, go downstairs for breakfast."

"Yes." Tang Wanliang answered, but her heart lifted up when she thought that the mobile phone was missing.

"Also, young grandma, the young master said that he would take you to school after dinner." Aunt Fang added.

Tang Wanliang was stunned. As soon as she wanted to ask, she heard footsteps outside the door. Aunt Fang went downstairs.

Han Jingchu wants to take her to school in person——

Tang Wanliang incredibly read this sentence again in her heart, and it was still difficult to digest it after all.

After washing, Tang Wanliang picked a dress from the wardrobe and put it on. After a long time in the mirror, I finally stepped on high heels and walked downstairs in an uneasy mood.

Sitting in the restaurant, Han Jingchu, who was having breakfast, heard the sound of opening the door.

When he put down his knife and fork and looked up, he saw Tang Wanliang holding the escalator and walking downstairs. A touch of amazement flashed in the man's eyes. The position of his heart seemed to be hit hard by a heavy hammer.

Tang Wanliang wore a sleeveless pink dress today, revealing two snow-white slender lotus root arms. The face is painted with delicate light makeup, which makes the whole person shine brightly.

Dark long hair is not tied at the end of the hair as usual, but draped over the shoulders and naturally hung on the cheeks.

In an instant, it attracted all Han Jingchu's attention.

She is beautiful today. Han Jingchu involuntarily floated this consciousness in his heart.

However, when he had this understanding, it made him feel more incredible.

Han Jingchu took back his sight and fell on the exquisite plate in front of him. He squeezed the knife and fork hard. The special high-grade knife and fork was almost deformed in his hand.

Because he thought that the reason why Tang Wanliang dressed up so beautiful today was not for him, but to meet Lu Yunshen——

Aware that the man looked away, Tang Wanliang tightened his heart, took his dress and walked down carefully.

Four words of fear can probably clearly describe her feeling at this time.

When Tang Wanliang came downstairs, aunt Fang came out of the kitchen with a plate and warmly greeted Tang Wanliang, "young grandma, come and have dinner."

Aunt Fang invited her to the position opposite Han Jingchu and sat down.

Across the long distance from the table, Tang Wanliang can see the man opposite as soon as he looks up. He is cutting the sausage on the plate with a knife gracefully.

Obviously, it is a common action, which is made by him, but it is particularly attractive.

She sat in her seat and looked at him so seriously.

Han Jingchu forked a roast sausage and slowly fed it into his mouth. As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw the woman sitting opposite. His eyes stared at him for a moment.

Hooked his lips and raised his voice, "Tang Wanliang, looking at me in the morning, does he want me to 'eat' you?"

He will bite the word very hard.

The air was suddenly filled with a warm and ambiguous smell. Tang Wanliang couldn't hear the meaning of the other party's mouth. He quickly lowered his head and clumsily moved his knife and fork.

She is not used to eating western food. Before, in her single apartment, she either cooked noodles by herself or bought steamed stuffed buns and soybean milk on the road. She seldom uses western food formally like now.

Compared with men's proficiency and elegance, Tang Wanliang is clumsy at this time.

The fork squeaked as it scratched on the disk.

Tang Wanliang frowned and stabbed the sausage with a fork. His hand slipped. The half sausage flew out of the white disk and fell on the floor.

"How stupid!" Han Jingchu, sitting opposite, collected all her actions into the bottom of her eyes, raised her mouth and said with contempt.

Hearing the irony in his words, Tang Wanliang was even more embarrassed, and his face turned red.

The more nervous and nervous, the worse it will be.

The knife and fork scratched a creaking sound on the disk, which was really harsh.

"I'm sorry..." Tang Wanliang was discouraged and had to put down her knife and fork. She knew that her appearance must have affected each other's appetite.

A picky ghost like Han Jingchu and a high degree of cleanliness can't be allowed. She has been making such a harsh sound opposite.

The next moment, Tang Wanliang thought he was going to make fun of her again. However, the man turned his eyes to Aunt Fang and said in a low voice, "aunt Fang, go to the kitchen and get a pair of chopsticks."

"Yes, young master." Aunt Fang answered and hurriedly went to the kitchen with joy. Others may not see it, but she really sees the young master's concern for the young grandmother.

"Thank you." Tang Wanliang's face turned red. He must look down on her. He can't even use a knife and fork.

"I just don't want to see you sitting opposite me and make a fool of yourself." Han Jingchu took a wet towel to wipe his mouth, got up from his position and said coldly.

"Well, I know." Tang Wanliang's heart sank.

After breakfast, Tang Wanliang took a handbag and looked up at Han Jingchu, who was sitting on the sofa reading the financial newspaper.

He said he would take her to school in person.

She stood in place and waited for a moment. Seeing that the other party didn't want to get up, she turned her mouth, didn't say much, and walked out.

She was amorous and specially dressed herself in order to be able to match and stand with him.