The supreme master of the female president

Hearing what the auntie at the divorce window said, both Yang Yitian and Jiang Xinyao agreed, and lowered their heads to look at their daughter, who was standing between them, with a young and cute face, wearing a little padded jacket.

"Father, mother." Yang Wuxin's white and tender little hands were gently shaking, revealing a very sweet smile.

Jiang Xinyao's eyes were red, she bit her lip in grief, hugged her daughter in her arms, and said resolutely, "I have decided to divorce him, and in the future I will use everything I have to love my daughter !"

This auntie felt a little helpless when she heard the words. She would rather tear down ten temples than destroy one marriage. She has been in this position for many years and has seen couples who are very divorced. Many of them are hesitant because of their children. Compromised and went back, but apart from being extremely sad, Jiang Xinyao seemed to have no room for maneuver in the divorce.

"What about you?" The aunt who was going through the divorce procedure, her eyes stayed on Yang Yitian.

"I respect her decision!" Yang Yitian nodded, and didn't try to save the marriage anymore. After all, he now knows very well that no matter what he says, Jiang Xinyao won't listen.

"Okay then, hand in your marriage certificates, and I will handle the divorce for you, what a pity for such a cute little girl!" The aunt stopped talking and was going to handle the divorce procedures for the two.

Jiang Xinyao had already prepared everything, she took out her and Yang Yitian's marriage certificate, and handed it in through the glass window.

Yang Yitian remained silent, secretly glanced at Jiang Xinyao out of the corner of his eye, and found that her eye sockets were red and swollen, she must have cried all night last night.

After a long time, the aunt who handled the divorce, after finishing all the procedures, gave the two divorce certificates to Yang Yitian and Jiang Xinyao respectively.

The moment he picked up the divorce certificate, Yang Yitian didn't know what happened to his hand, he was shaking uncontrollably, his throat rolled a few times, and he wanted to speak hoarsely: "wife"

"I'm sorry, I'm not your wife anymore, please don't use this name in the future!" Jiang Xinyao Qiong's nose was so sore, she was so afraid that she couldn't help it, she burst into tears from the pain, hurriedly picked up her daughter, and left quickly After leaving the Civil Affairs Bureau, I dare not stay with Yang Yitian for another second.

"I'm sorry" watching Jiang Xinyao go away until she disappeared from sight, Yang Yitian's heart was bleeding from pain.

"Honey, let's make dumplings and eat together on New Year's Eve, and then let's set off fireworks with our daughter!"

"Honey, I will definitely take you there in the future, the place where the mountains are full of red roses!"

"Honey, I swear to you, I only love you in this life!"

"wife"

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The original picture was like a movie, constantly playing in my mind, thinking about it, Yang Yitian, who bleeds but not tears, has cowardly drops of water dripping from his eyes.

In front of the divorce counter, he held his head in his hands and kept asking himself why he became like this, and why!

The aunt at the divorce counter, seeing Yang Yitian's sad and indignant look, sighed sympathetically. She has seen too many couples who broke up in their relationship, fought violently in quarrels, and were about to divorce to death. Begging to stay, and the scene where both parties are very peaceful, but they don't have a strong sense of resonance, but now she feels very sorry.

Yang Yitian's head was in a daze, and he didn't even know how he left the Civil Affairs Bureau and came to the bank of the river.

Standing on the guardrail by the river, Yang Yitian's eyes were cloudy and his face was gloomy with vicissitudes of life. He felt that it was very cold today, really cold.

Walking around like a walking corpse for a day, until the night covered Ningjiang, Yang Yitian returned to the sea view villa. Seeing the light in the bedroom was still on, he shuddered all over, and hurried up and ran up. Sure enough, Jiang Xinyao hadn't moved away yet.

"Wife!"

Looking at Jiang Xinyao sitting by the bed, and his daughter Yang Wuxin, Yang Yitian was pleasantly surprised and wanted to hug her, but she avoided her.

"Yang Yitian, I'm not your wife anymore, so please respect me!" Jiang Xinyao's face was cold. After the divorce, she cried for a long time, and all the sadness in her heart had been vented. Now she is very calm.

"The reason why I haven't moved out yet is because I need to talk to you face to face. After I finish speaking, I will take Wuxin away!" Jiang Xinyao's lips were cold, and the eyes that met Yang Yitian were no longer there. It is tender and virtuous, but it is vaguely strange.

Yang Yitian's face was stiff, and he smiled forcedly. He moved a chair and sat beside him, and asked, "Where do you plan to move to? Will you leave Ningjiang with Wuxin?"

"No!" Jiang Xinyao put her slender and straight legs on the other leg with a cold expression, and said coldly and arrogantly: "Although we are divorced today, you are Wuxin's father, and I have no right to stop you See her, I chose a place to live a few days ago, Zhanshi is in Qinghu high-end community in Dongcheng District, you can come and accompany her every weekend!"

Yang Yitian nodded, as long as Jiang Xinyao doesn't take her daughter with her and disappears before his eyes forever, otherwise there will be no chance of reunion.

"What's more, you are not allowed to disturb me at will, except during the specified time on weekends. You have no right to control what happens to me!" Jiang Xinyao continued to say coldly.

"I'll listen to you!" Yang Yitian has no objection, because he believes that one day, Jiang Xinyao will gradually try to forgive herself for the sake of her daughter and her love for herself.

"If you have nothing else to say, I'm leaving!" Jiang Xinyao got up slowly, took her daughter Yang Wuxin's hand, and was about to leave the sea view villa.

"Wait a minute!" Yang Yitian hurriedly said, "Shall we still make dumplings for New Year's Eve?"

Jiang Xinyao pursed her lips, did not give Yang Yitian an answer, and walked out with her daughter.

"Sister-in-law, I want to go with you, can I?!" At this moment, the door of the next room opened, and Yang Xuan came out.

Jiang Xinyao was a little hesitant, Yang Xuan stepped forward quickly, holding her fist tightly, and looked at Yang Yitian who was in the room resentfully, and said, "Sister-in-law, you gave me my life, if you hadn't donated the bone marrow to me back then , maybe I'm dead, I don't want to stay in this house without you, so let me live with you!"

Jiang Xinyao's eyelashes trembled slightly, she wanted to look back at Yang Yitian, but she forcibly suppressed her, and said softly: "I have no objection, you choose yourself!"

"Yeah!" Yang Xuan nodded her forehead, without the slightest commemoration, because she couldn't accept that the elder brother she admired the most was a bastard who had no responsibility and betrayed the family and marriage.