After the divorce, the boss doted on me

The thunder outside suddenly became louder again.

Jiayi fell asleep for a while in a daze, and was soon awakened by the thunder.

Yi Zecheng next to him has also fallen asleep. Judging by his appearance, he has finished bathing, washed off the dust, and changed into clean pajamas.

No matter how tired this girl is, the routine of taking a bath after touching has not changed at all.

When Yi Zecheng is awake, that girl is an out-and-out bastard, and only when she is asleep, she looks very good.

The short forehead hair rested on the snow-white pillow, and the face was as serene as a child's.

child?
Bah, this bastard just has a good skin that deceives people's eyes. Lu Jiayi felt that she was deceived by this skin in the first place.

After some tossing by him, the culprit was sleeping soundly, while she felt like she was falling apart, without any strength at all.

But she still struggled slowly, trying to put on her clothes and go to her room.

It's really not that she is hypocritical, but that Yi Zecheng warned her not to sleep in the same bed with him, even if he fell asleep.

He said that he was afraid that she would take advantage of it.

This girl is really self-indulgent, as if someone must sleep in the same bed with him, her sleeping appearance is not as good as hers.

However, seeing him sleeping soundly now, Jiayi couldn't help feeling a little bit of pity.

Forget it, since he's on a business trip, I won't bother him.

Therefore, Jiayi was extra careful when she got up and put on her clothes.

Just as she was about to tiptoe out of the room, a bolt of lightning suddenly struck from outside, instantly illuminating the dark room brightly.

When Jiayi turned her head, she happened to see Yi Zecheng's deep eyes.

This really startled her, and subconsciously took two steps back.

This girl didn't know when she woke up, but he didn't make a sound at all, but sat quietly on the bed, with his hands folded in front of his chest, without saying a word, just looking at her like this, just like looking at a stranger , the eyes are deep and scary, like an endless black hole, one can fall into it just by looking at it and never come out again.

Jiayi felt more and more that this Yi Zecheng was really like the impermanence of black and white, silently, and without anyone noticing, he locked people's souls.

Jiayi was going to pretend she didn't see him, and was about to get up and go out, but he suddenly stopped her, "Lu Jiayi."

Huo, I finally called her by the right name.

After all, this was the first time he called her name after marriage. No, to be precise, it should be the first time he called her name after her sister died.

He used to call her "hey," "you," and, oh, "bitch."

Jiayi turned her head angrily and asked him, "Why?"

"let's talk."

talk?

What was he going to talk to her about?
What else can they talk about?
She raised the corners of her mouth, and sat down on the sofa next to her. She stretched out her hand to support her chin, and looked at him playfully, "Okay, what are you talking about?"

The thunder outside sounded again, and she couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. It was obviously summer, but she still felt a little chilly.

She curled her legs up in her nightgown, and her other hand subconsciously grasped the edge of the sofa, trying to look calm so that she wouldn't let him know that she was afraid of thunder.

What's more, for a hard-hearted person like Yi Zecheng, even if he said it, he would not give her any greetings or care, but would accuse her of hypocrisy.

Yi Zecheng took out something from the drawer beside the bed, and then turned on the light in the house.

The light in his room is her favorite orange red, warm, not dazzling but not dim.

She suddenly felt a lot warmer, and the cold sweat on her back was no longer so cold.

The light turned on a bit, and she saw clearly what he had just taken out of the drawer.

It is a leather document bag.

Subconsciously, she felt as if her heart had been hit hard by something, and she felt a little stuffy and couldn't breathe.

Because according to her years of experience in watching dog blood TV series, usually at such a time, the male lead took out a document bag to the female lead, which would definitely not be a good thing.

He unwrapped the white coil wrapped around the cowhide document bag round and round, and her eyes were fixed on his hand, and every time she let go of it, she felt her heart beating violently.

This kind of feeling keeps up with the gambling table. You bet on the leopard, but the dealer opens one dice after another. The first two dice are all six. As long as the last one is also six, you will win, otherwise, it will be full. All games are lost, and the family is bankrupt.

Finally, he took out a stack of thick paper from the kraft paper bag. The characters on it were densely packed and some distance apart, so she couldn't see clearly, but she still read the five characters on the top. Cleared up.

"divorse agreement."

She really guessed right.

She is now the one who got on the gambling table and lost in a mess, and couldn't get off.

Jiayi straightened her body and forced a smile, "Are you going to divorce me?"

Yi Zecheng got out of bed, handed the document in front of her, and left a sentence, "You sign it."

Then he turned and left the room without looking back.

She didn't pay attention to the specific terms and property distribution above, but his name had already been signed underneath, Yi Zecheng, the three words were crooked, stroke by stroke.

She knew that this name must not have been signed by him recently.

If you guessed right, he should have signed it a long time ago, to be precise, the year they first got married.

Because at that time, his right hand was injured, and it was very difficult to write. His signatures were all crooked, which was exactly the same as the words on this agreement.

It turned out that from the moment they got married, he had made up his mind to divorce her.

It's ridiculous, really ridiculous.

Fortunately, at that time, all she could think about was that as long as she was like her sister, as long as she was like her sister, he would like her, even if only a little bit.

She was planning their future, but he had already planned to divorce her at that time.

For so many years, she was a joke.

She once pulled out all the thorns on her body to him, but he stabbed the thorns into her heart one by one.

Jiayi sat on the sofa, her clenched hand gradually lost strength, staring blankly at the divorce agreement in front of her.

She heard him walking towards the door, patter patter, and he put on his leather shoes again.

Is he going out?
After throwing her a divorce agreement, do you have to go out like before without looking back?

Jiayi was suddenly very scared. She was afraid that if he left this time, he would never come back again.

So, without hesitation, she immediately took the divorce agreement, ran barefoot, and stumbled all the way to the door.

When he arrived at the door, Yi Zecheng had already changed into his suit and was calling the driver with his mobile phone. His tone was that he was going out now and asked the driver to come over immediately.

Jiayi rushed up and grabbed him, almost at the end of her voice, "Why, why did you divorce me? You already drew up this divorce agreement when we first got married, right?"

"Yes."

His voice was very indifferent, without a trace of emotion.