Divorce if you accumulate enough black history

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, the ice city is covered with snow.

Li Siqi knelt in front of the mourning hall in filial piety, looking at his father's coffin in the middle, his eyes were red from crying.

A piece of paper was burnt to ashes.

"Miss, get up and go to the back hall to warm up." The servant, Sister Wu, helped Li Siqi distressedly, "Your heart is not good, if this paper ash is sucked into your lungs, it will be a disaster. "

Li Siqi shook his head, and said softly: "Dad, I can't let this mourning hall be cold. When Dad was alive, I couldn't help with family affairs. Dad has gone, so let me, the daughter, stay with him."

"Mr. Li has worked hard all his life, why did he leave so suddenly. You have left such a large property behind, miss, how can you support this family with your bones. I don't know where the husband is. My uncle is really unreliable."

These words of the servant Wu Jie are not the doubts that Li Siqi has always had.

His father passed away suddenly, where is Jiang Yunchen?

The son-in-law of the Li family doesn't keep his filial piety in the mourning hall. Could it be that he is handling affairs in the company?
Li Siqi was noncommittal.

Jiang Yunchen appeared outside the mourning hall, and there was a familiar figure in the sports car parked behind him. That woman must be beautiful, right?

With his slightly drunk figure, he stood wobbly at the door and bowed.

Seeing Jiang Yunchen's appearance, Sister Wu went to the kitchen to make a cup of sober tea and put it on the table.

Jiang Yunchen took out a document from his purse and slapped it on the table. On the document, there were five large bold characters 'Divorce Agreement'.Sister Wu looked at it in surprise, not daring to say anything.

Li Siqi probably guessed a thing or two from Sister Wu's expression. Ever since his father's funeral, there has been turmoil in the internal personnel of the Li Group.Jiang Yunchen's drinking like this is probably because he was busy winning people's hearts during this period, holding a large number of shares to rebuild the board of directors, so as to consolidate his position in the company.

In the past three years of marriage, Li Siqi is used to nights without him.But talking about divorce at this time seems to be not frank enough.

Looking at the sports car at the entrance of the mourning hall, Li Siqi hesitated, wondering if he should get up and approach the car to see who the woman in the car is!

Jiang Yunchen, who never drank, how could he suddenly become so addicted to alcohol, regardless of day or night.Li Siqi was annoyed as his wife, but kept wandering outside his world.

She wanted to ask Sister Wu to go down first, but Li Siqi's unsupportable body would not listen, and she had to rely on the strength of others to stand firm.

Li Siqi approached Jiang Yunchen, looked at the divorce agreement and ignored it.Reaching out to undress him, he frowned impatiently.

"So annoying!" Jiang Yunchen pushed Li Siqi away, unbuttoned the top button of his shirt with one hand, and threw the tie on the chair casually.

Looking at Jiang Yunchen's exposed chest, Li Siqi stared blankly.A faint lip print, like a medal, is like a mockery of a winner.

Sitting on the side, Li Siqi lamented the impermanence of life, but also sighed for her marriage.

Catalyzed by alcohol, lip marks after ambiguity.Thinking of this, Li Siqi thought of the capable female secretary Anya who was always by his side or other women.

Li Siqi went to the bathroom and put hot water on the towel, wiped the water vapor on the mirror with her hand, and smiled wryly.Looking at this haggard face, it was so pale and weak that any man would lose interest in it.Not to mention attractiveness and beauty.

Covering Jiang Yunchen's forehead with a hot towel, Li Siqi carefully put on the coat he had taken off.

"Have a cup of hot tea."

Holding the hangover tea made by Sister Wu, and Li Siqi's humble request, Jiang Yunchen slapped him to the ground ungratefully.

"I'm not drunk!"

Jiang Yunchen rubbed his forehead and searched for the divorce agreement in his bag.Li Siqi moved the fruit plate on the table and pushed the documents.

"Sign it."

Seeing the divorce agreement, Jiang Yunchen ordered Li Siqi to sign it in an imperative tone.

He opened the file and lowered his eyes to the content.Although Li Siqi is not in the management of the company, he is still very good at legal matters.The divorce agreement is full of details about the authorization of this share and that property.It is not so much a divorce agreement as it is a property transfer document.

Li Siqi closed the document in disappointment, she didn't have the heart to worry about these things at the moment.As the only daughter of the Li family, her father's funeral has just ended, and there are still many affairs in the group that need to be confirmed again.

Seeing Li Siqi close the document, Jiang Yunchen questioned, "Why didn't you sign it!"

"Dad just passed away, and I'm not in the mood to talk to you about it now."

Seeing Jiang Yunchen's disappointed expression, Li Siqi stepped forward to burn incense to his father, knelt on the futon and turned his back.

Jiang Yunchen stood in front of Li Siqi with the documents, and loudly accused: "You have stayed at home these past few years, and you don't know anything about the company. If my father and I hadn't proposed to start those cases early, the company would have collapsed by now. You You can still worship here so leisurely!"

"If you still recognize my father, your father-in-law, please respect him here. Don't chill the old man's heart!"

Looking back at the photo of his father-in-law, Jiang Yunchen didn't know what to do with himself.Putting down the divorce agreement in his hand, he burned incense devoutly.

"Dad, I hope you are alive in heaven..."

Sister Wu couldn't stand listening in the back hall, so she walked out with a stick, and the stick knocked Jiang Yunchen out of the mourning hall.

Li Siqi picked up the documents scattered around the brazier one by one and threw them into the fire.

There was a thick stack of papers, and the indescribable sadness was burned to ashes with a fire.

Li Siqi was on fire, and raised his eyes helplessly: "Since you have already made up your mind, let's talk about it after Dad Qiqi."

Jiang Yunchen, who was kicked out of the mourning hall, looked at Sister Wu in front of him angrily, and continued to mutter: "This is what you said, so it will be good for everyone."

Finally at the end of fate, Li Siqi looked up at his father's portrait, not wanting these humble tears to tarnish the solemnity of this mourning hall.

It's not that Li Siqi was not mentally prepared at all, it's just that she didn't expect Jiang Yunchen to be so decisive, no matter how hard she tried to keep her, it would only increase the pain.

"Miss."

"I'm fine, Sister Wu. My father had the foresight to leave me a trust fund in custody a few years ago. Even if the Li Group collapsed, I would have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of my life."

"Father is better than knowing daughter." Sister Wu squatted beside the brazier, stroking Li Siqi's shoulder.

Jiang Yunchen, who was wandering outside the mourning hall, did not leave and lit a cigarette.

"Li Siqi, what you said just now is to talk to Dad after Qiqi, so you can't count on what you say."

When Sister Wu heard Jiang Yunchen's voice, she became very angry, picked up a stick and rushed out of the mourning hall.

"Do you still have a conscience? If it weren't for the help of our eldest lady, how could you be as stupid as you are now? Wouldn't your conscience hurt?"

Facing Sister Wu's scolding Jiang Yunchen for not agreeing with the theory, he flicked the cigarette butt between his fingers and rushed out the door.