Mrs. Lu picked it up

Greentown Champs.

There is a sound of running water in the bathroom of the master bedroom.

Song Li sat up from the bed dragging her sore and limp body. When Lu Jingchuan came back late, his secretary Su Lan mentioned that he didn't eat anything for dinner at night.

The hour hand stopped at one o'clock in the morning. At this time, the servants should be asleep.

Lu Jingchuan hasn't eaten anything yet.

Song Li went downstairs, went to the kitchen to make a simple soup, and brought it up.

The master bedroom was dark, there was no sound in the bathroom, and there was no one in the room.

As soon as she entered, she heard footsteps, she turned her head subconsciously, and saw Lu Jingchuan walking in the corridor, the light was blurred, blurring his facial features, and the snow-white shirt outlined his strong waistline, because it had just been washed The mist in the bath portrayed his whole body as sexy and proud.

After one year of marriage, he is still like a god, sharing the same bed, but he will still give her the feeling that she is beyond reach.

"I made soup..."

Lu Jingchuan straightened up and gave her a condescending look.

Keep your voice silent, the Lu family has a big business, and the servants around the house, Lu Jingchuan has said more than once, telling her not to do these things.

Meeting his indifferent eyes, Song Li tilted her head and said with a smile: "I heard from Su Lan that you didn't eat tonight..."

"Don't bother." Lu Jingchuan said, and handed over the document in his hand: "Look at it, and sign it if there is no problem."

Song Li didn't think much about it. Although they hadn't been together for a long time, Lu Jingchuan had been responsive to her requests in the past year.

She has never been wronged in any way.

Putting the soup on the indoor table, she smiled and asked, "What?"

Song Li opened the first page first, and the smile on her face couldn't be maintained for a moment.

divorse agreement.

What Lu Jingchuan gave her was the divorce agreement.

Like a blow to the head, she suddenly raised her head, "Achuan, you want to divorce me?"

"A Chuan, this joke is not funny at all."

Song Li's eyes were slightly hot, but she knew better than anyone else that if Lu Jingchuan hadn't made a decision, he would not have brought the agreement to the surface.

He's never been a joker.

She looked at Lu Jingchuan in a daze. He was so handsome, especially his dark eyes. When she looked at him, she always felt that he only had eyes for her.

That affectionate feeling has always poked my heart.

Song Li stretched out her hand to pull Lu Jingchuan, but the man stretched out his hand and loosened his neckline, just avoiding her hand: "If you have any conditions, you can mention them casually. You have Su Lan's contact information."

Su Lan is his secretary.

He passed her shoulder to shoulder and walked downstairs. When he passed by her, he brought a piece of air floating, like a cold wind passing through.

"Why?"

After two steps after Song Li, she reached out and grabbed Lu Jingchuan's arm.

This year, Lu Jingchuan was introverted. Although he never said he loved her, he was meticulous. Just three days ago, he returned from a business trip to the United States and gave her a Patek Philippe watch as a gift.

With such a sudden proposal for divorce, Song Li was bewildered, leaving only a heartfelt resistance.

"Did I do something wrong?"

Her autumn-like pupils were filled with tears for an instant, Lu Jingchuan moved his gaze to her face, for about 30 seconds, when Song Li thought he was about to change his mind, the man suddenly smiled lightly, with a three-pointed coldness.

He lifted her chin, obviously it was summer, but his fingers were cold to the bone.

"What answer do you want? Am I tired of telling you?"

Song Li's pupils shrank.

Before marrying Lu Jingchuan, her best friend blocked her more than once.

Her words are still in her ears, "Ali, do you know who he is? Lu Jingchuan! If you marry him, if you are wronged, who can support you?"

But at that time, Lu Jingchuan pampered her enough, which boosted her self-confidence. She thought that being "tired" would never happen to her.

She thought that Lu Jingchuan was a gentleman and would not deceive ignorant girls.

At this moment, she even thought that there was something wrong with her ears and she heard it wrong.

"What did you say?"

Lu Jingchuan picked up his lips and smiled slightly, still looking the best, as if the ice and snow had just melted and the sun was shattering.

This smile failed to fascinate her like it did a year ago, but made her realize it later.

The shame in her heart surfaced with his smile, her ears began to heat up and gradually spread to her face, her anger overwhelmed her sadness, her nose was sour and astringent: "Lu Jingchuan, what do you think of me? ?”

"You bastard!"

A word of abuse did not hurt Lu Jingchuan, he glanced down at his watch, his handsome face was reflected a little carelessly by the light from the crystal lamp, he said lightly: "It's so easy to get together, my Mrs. Lu .When I am still patient, I can give you whatever you want."

The implication is that he can only give what he can give, other than that, it is all delusion.

"I still have something to do. If Mrs. Lu loses face, I will let Su Lan figure it out. I will never treat you badly."

After speaking, Lu Jingchuan went downstairs.

The sound of footsteps gradually faded away, Song Li's hand holding the document was tightened, and she opened her eyes wide.

One year of marriage is like a dream.

Song Li glanced at the soup on the table, it seemed that it was an unscrupulous joke, she drooped her eyelashes.

A teardrop rolled down from the corner of his eye, and there seemed to be an iron ball stuck in his heart.

If it wasn't for the physical weakness that was still accompanying her, she would really have thought that what happened just now was just like a nightmare, and it would be gone when she woke up.

A smell of soup wafted from her nostrils, Song Li suddenly felt sick, rushed into the bathroom, and vomited out while holding the sink.

In 5 minutes, she lost her strength and leaned against the door.

For some reason, Song Li quickly walked to the bed and opened the calendar.

……

The next day, Song Li put on a simple sunscreen, and was blocked by uninvited guests at the gate of the Green City Champs as soon as she went downstairs.

Chu Yue.

Lu Jingchuan's cousin, a well-known top socialite in Lincheng, backed by the Chu family and the Lu family, is surrounded by stars wherever she goes, and no one dares to offend her.

Following behind her was Lu Jingchuan's secretary, Su Lan.

Seeing Su Lan, she held her breath slightly, and a dense stabbing pain came from her heart. Although the pain was not too excruciating, it was still uncomfortable.

Chu Yue stepped on high-heeled shoes, wearing Chanel's latest summer dress, raised his head slightly, and looked Song Li up and down: "What is this for? It can't be that my brother wants to divorce you. I don't plan to face it. I want to run away. ?”

Song Li felt even more sad. Now it seems that she was probably the last to know that Lu Jingchuan was going to divorce her.

Chu Yue looked disdainful, this disgusting expression forced her vivid facial features to suppress her, she was still beautiful and bright: "Lincheng is only this big, Song Li, where do you think you can escape to?"