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

"Let's go." Han Jingchu turned smartly and left Tang Wanliang in place to digest the embarrassment.

……

In the black Bentley, Tang Wanliang dared not speak again. Although she just wanted to ask where they were going, who knew what the man would say next. Thinking, she still smoked her words in her stomach.

"Shopping mall." Seeing the cherry mouth opened but closed by the woman in the rearview mirror, Han Jingchu calmly drove the car and spit out two cold words.

Tang Wanliang didn't expect to get the answer at all, but the sudden two words just filled her question. She looked at the man around her and felt looking at a God.

"Are you fascinated by your husband, Mrs. Han?" Han Jingchu's tone was a little arrogant, with some contemptuous pride.

Tang Wanliang pulled back and swam away from the ground and turned his head fiercely: "no!"

"Ka -" Bentley braked hard and stopped at the side of the road.

Seeing Tang Wanliang without resistance, Han Jingchu got up, restarted Bentley and said coldly, "you can only be fascinated by me and can't extricate yourself."

With such a domineering and powerless request, the man said such righteous words without changing his face. Tang Wanliang dared not say a word again. She adjusted her breath and afterthought the rude kiss just now.

Is he swearing sovereignty, warning her that she must and can only have her?

Tang Wanliang nodded weakly.

She doesn't understand. It's clear that this man doesn't like her and sometimes humiliates, tramples and despises her. Why do you swear sovereignty again and again? Could it be... With her in mind?

Tang Wanliang tilted his eyes and secretly glanced at the iceberg man beside him. He couldn't help laughing at himself. How could it be.

This man, just overbearing to the extreme, will give her a warning because she denies that she is not infatuated with her, not because he cares about her

Bentley drove from the senior villa residential area to the most prosperous central square parking lot in Jiangcheng.

"Get off." The man took off his seat belt and ordered.

The president and his wife two people enter the high level shopping mall, the exquisite jewelry, the fragrant perfume is always the sign of the first floor of the advanced shopping mall.

Under the bright lights of the shopping mall, the president and his wife are wearing fresh light powder on the upper body and playful jeans on the lower body, which makes them attract much attention, such as a picturesque and harmonious pair of beautiful people.

Of course, the center is Han Jingchu.

The love of the president and his wife is always happy and sad. Seeing Han Jingchu who came to the mall today, the woman around him was still the "genuine" wife who appeared in the headlines two weeks ago, the discussion exploded.

"What is this woman! I can maintain a two-week relationship with President Han! "

"Han Jingchu changes women faster than clothes. How can this woman not be changed?"

"Hey, enough waves. Swing, enough cheap."

The voice of the crowd did not enter the ears of the president and his wife. The man still came to the jewelry counter.

When the sales manager saw Han Jingchu's arrival, his eyes lit up. This is his biggest customer. The customer's commission is more than ten times higher than others.

But usually his girlfriend chooses by herself. When checking out, he writes a check in the name of Han Jingchu. Today, he personally brings a woman to the mall. I think this woman is different.

Under the attention of other salespeople, the sales manager led the president and his wife to the air reception room.

Han Jing Chushu went to the corner sofa under the French window and sat down, with one hand on the armchair behind the sofa.

"Don't the latest style, take all the classic ring styles here." Han Jingchu's elegant legs overlapped and seemed to think of something. He added: "by the way, the designer should inform us that we need to customize."

Tang Wanliang sits quietly aside. What does Han Jingchu want to do? Buy her a ring?

Looking at Han Jingchu still wearing the gold hoop ring, Tang Wanliang blushed. She bought any ring here more than ten times

After telling people to get the information, the sales manager poured hot tea for the president and his wife. It seemed that he noticed Tang Wanliang's embarrassment. The sales manager said politely, "Mrs. Han, jewelry is a lifelong commitment and can't be measured by price."

The sales manager really deserves to be a sales manager. At a glance, Tang Wanliang's consumption level and purchase psychology can be seen. It is difficult for such a simple person to choose an expensive ring.

Although Tang Wanliang grew up in the Tang family, due to the torture of he Yuanyi, her life is rich in material, but her heart is very simple, which is commendable.

For Han Jingchu, she is like a lotus in a lotus pond. In a materialistic society and as a rich wife of Han Jingchu, she still insists on living on her own and does not ask others for her own sake.

Seeing that Mrs. Han still couldn't relax and adapt to the luxurious atmosphere, the sales manager kindly asked, "does Mrs. Han have any wish to give a ring?"

"Well... Not yet." Tang Wanliang said so, but he didn't have it in his heart, but the wish seemed... Too far away to see.

The sales manager looked at Han Jingchu awkwardly. There was no move at all. When entering the VIP special air reception room in this high-grade jewelry store, either the rich children who are very familiar with jewelry or the rich businessmen who have a fortune of more than 100 million chose the ritual utensils for their children's marriage.

I have never seen such a low-key and simple VIP.

"Cough." Looking at Tang Wanliang's man quietly, he said, "Mrs. Han has always been like this. Let her choose."

On the surface, it sounds that Han Jingchu is rescuing Tang Wanliang, but in fact, it is a heavy revenge. Tang Wanliang bought a ring as a gift without reporting to Han Jingchu.

Tang Wanliang's face was burning, but on second thought, she had been married for a year and married the man she had loved for 20 years. He didn't even give her a ring, or even a bunch of flowers.

How sad. The blush on Tang Wanliang's face faded, leaving a faint sadness in the air.

After the information was brought, the sales manager adjusted the French window into a holy cloud as the background and began to project the information of the ring onto the French window.

"This one is our most classic style. It's called 'kissing heart'. It's like a diamond ring inlaid on the ring. It's outlined with a heart-shaped pattern. The two close together are a seamless design, just like a kissing lover."

Tang Wanliang heard it in the clouds, because she had never felt like this. She felt that the man around her was an untouchable lover. Without experience communication, how could she get kissing?

Han Jingchu glanced at Tang Wanliang's application, waved his slender finger and motioned for the next one.

……

It's already the sixth one. Han Jingchu was annoyed. The dead woman put on this look when she bought her a ring.

Tang Wanliang listened to these romantic implications quietly, and his heart was shrouded in a thick haze.

None of these romantic metaphors means that she is not like the heroine in the moral story. She is a little woman wrapped in happiness. She is just a baby tool to break up a month later.

In that case, why wear that expensive ring to remind yourself of your situation all the time, as if you were laughing at yourself all the time.

So there was no joy on the little woman's delicate melon seed face.

The sales manager was at a loss. The family treasures were all taken out. No woman could resist the temptation of jewelry, not to mention Han Jingchu himself brought the selection of holy rings!

The woman didn't choose any one.

"That's it." Han Jingchu said coldly, "go."

After saying that, he left. Tang Wanliang immediately bowed his head and bowed down to apologize while trotting to catch up.

After the shopping mall, an emperor like man walked in front without expression, followed by a submissive little attendant with his head down.

Out of the mall, Han Jingchu pulled Tang Wanliang's slender wrist to the fountain square and shook it off: "what do you mean!"

Tang Wanliang rubbed his pinched red wrist: "what's the matter with me?"

Han Jingchu raised his chin and nodded, "OK, pretend with me, right? Look."

After that, Han Jingchu took off the Gold Hoop Ring on his ring finger and put it in front of Tang Wanliang: "this is a cheap garbage."

Then he threw it at the central fountain. In the moving shadow of neon lights and water lights, the ring seems to fall into the pool and mix with thousands of coins.

But in the palm of the man's hand, he held the little gold hoop ring quietly and tightly.

Tang Wanliang was heartbroken by this scene, and the tears from shaving her head fell down: "yes, it's really cheap. But that's my hard-earned money for half a month! How can you go so far. "

The dead woman, he took her to choose the ring, and he kept a straight face all the way. Now he said he was too much. He wanted to crush the woman, but when he looked at the little woman with tearful eyes like a lake, his fist was loose.

Passers by gradually gathered around.

"Isn't that master Han and the wife in his newspaper?"

"Yes, yes, they are quarrelling?"

"Just say, Han Jingchu is still a woman like clothes. How can he get married honestly."

"Ha ha, Han Jingchu is still ours."

……

Hearing the voices of the crowd close at hand, Tang Wanliang's heart was ravaged again.

Han Jingchu grabbed the woman and threw her into the car.

Tang Wanliang's uncontrollable tears spread all over his small face. Han Jingchu severely hit the steering wheel: "you ignorant woman, what can you cry for!"

Tang Wanliang just organized the language and thought about it himself. His tears couldn't stop.

"We've been married for more than a year. We're like two strangers, even enemies. We torture each other every day. Ring, ring, do you know what it means to me!"