President, please spoil me!

Looking down at her, her thin lips curled up in a mocking arc, "How much do you want to sell this surprise for?"

"These agreements are clearly written, please take a look." Xing Hao stood up from the sofa, smiling slightly, "My things were packed yesterday, you have to go to work, I won't accompany you for breakfast Eat, just call me to the Civil Affairs Bureau when you have time, but it’s best within a week, if it’s later, I might not be in Ningcheng.”

After speaking, she walked upstairs.

Until the sound of her footsteps completely disappeared.

Huo Sicheng's throat was on fire, he couldn't help but tugged at his tie, and undid a few top buttons of his shirt, so that his breathing became much easier.

Then, he looked down at the black words on the white paper.

At the place where the signature was signed, the words "Xing Hua" were written one stroke at a time, which was extraordinarily clear.

Oh, from a pure family background.

When the voice sounded again, Huo Sicheng raised his eyes under the short black hair, looking at the woman who was walking downstairs with the suitcase step by step.

Everyone said that Xing Hao was scheming and cunning, but no one could deny her beauty.

Her hair is not long, just over the shoulders, black and soft short hair, revealing a clean and smooth forehead, her most amazing feature is not the facial features, but the amazing white skin, porcelain white and delicate.

A light brown vintage sunscreen cardigan was worn over the shoulders, the fringe hem hanging down to the calf, white flat shoes, and a wrist watch that never changed for thousands of years, simply without design.

Pushing a 28-inch silver suitcase with one hand, she greeted the servant with a smile, "Can you take me to the car? The suitcase is quite heavy."

The servant took a careful look at the master's chilly face, and still let out a sigh, and stepped forward quickly, "Good lady."

Xing Hua stood in the middle of the living room, looked at him quietly and smiled, "Si Cheng, I'm leaving."

The man's voice was extraordinarily indifferent and tense, mocking her, "I only took one suitcase away, are you going to come back to pick up things every now and then? Xing Hua, aren't you bored?"

Her cloakroom is full of her clothes, shoes, and bags.

Her study is full of her books.

In this villa, her things are more than his, and a car can't move them all, let alone a 28-inch suitcase.

Xing Hao raised her hand and touched the ends of her hair, "Oh, throw it away, donate it to the disaster area, those bags can be resold by the servants, they are quite valuable."

All thrown away.

Huo Sicheng's voice became even more tense, "You don't want them all?"

"That's right, I bought them all with your money, so that I won't miss others when I look at things," the woman said with a smile on her crimson lips, "I don't want any of your people anymore, let alone things bought with your money. .”

Huo Sicheng looked at her, his Adam's apple rolled.

Ah.

Xing Hua had already turned around, and followed the servant who was pushing the suitcase for her. The sound of the universal wheel rolling and the woman's footsteps mixed together and gradually faded away.

Huo Sicheng sat on the sofa, looking down at the divorce agreement on the coffee table expressionlessly.

She wants a divorce.

She actually wanted a divorce.

Then he came back to his senses, his thin lips pulled out a cold smile, it was obviously that damned woman who finally agreed to divorce.

He closed his eyes, feeling a rush of irritability in his heart, and kicked the coffee table over with his feet. After a bang, the living room fell into dead silence again.

…………

phone vibration.

He didn't answer the ring once, and then started the second round.

He still took out his mobile phone and answered, his voice was terribly cold, "Jiang Yi."

At the other end was a young man's very respectful voice, "Mr. Huo, Madam's birthday is today, and I've already selected a gift for you. Do you need to find a place to dine tonight and book a seat in advance?"

Huo Sicheng closed his eyes, and said indifferently, "No need."

After a moment of silence, the secretary bit the bullet and said cautiously, "Madam told me last week... on her birthday, let me spare you all the time after dinner..."

Huo Sicheng didn't speak, raised his hand and cut off the phone.

After a while, he threw away his cell phone, went upstairs with a blank expression, changed into casual clothes, got down, picked up his cell phone and car keys again, and prepared to go out.

The servant rushed in hastily, "Sir, sir...it's not good..."

He looked down at the panting old woman indifferently, and said indifferently, "What's the matter."

"Ma'am, ma'am...she was in a car accident."

…………

In the hospital, the red light in the operating room is on.

Huo Sicheng sat on the bench, his black trousers were still without a single wrinkle, just like the indifference on his face, without any ripples.

The first is when he heard that she was in a car accident. He seemed to hear a joke, and he could even see himself standing in front of her laughing at her—"This is your new trick? Have you used all the tricks?"

After rushing to the hospital, the doctor told him—"Mr. Huo, your wife is bleeding heavily, her head has been severely injured, and her body has injuries of varying degrees. An operation is required immediately. Please sign the consent form for the operation immediately."

When signing, he held the tip of the pen, paused, and asked lightly, "Will she die?" The doctor was taken aback, and then said, "Mr. Huo, we will try our best to save your wife."

Later, when the nurses present were discussing, Huo Sicheng asked if he hoped that Xing Hua would be rescued, or that she would just die like this... Everyone is happy.

After all, everyone knows that President Shi Ding is the youngest boss in Ningcheng's business world, but he just keeps his childhood sweetheart from marrying. in a loveless marriage.

Footsteps sounded, and people came one after another.

The first person to arrive was Jiang Yi, Huo Sicheng's special assistant who had been on the phone with him before. He raised his hand without moving his eyelids, and asked him to deal with the follow-up matters of Xing Hua's surgery and hospitalization.

Tang Yan appeared next. His handsome face was no less handsome than Huo Sicheng's, but his outline was too sharp, with an indescribably dark and precipitous appearance, making him intimidating and difficult to approach.

He narrowed his eyes and glanced at the red light in the operating room, and then his eyes fell back to Huo Sicheng's indifferent and expressionless face. He smiled and asked, "Are you finally willing to kill this woman?" gone?"

Huo Sicheng habitually wanted to smoke, but it was only when he touched the cigarette that he realized that it was a hospital, so he frowned, and after a while he said calmly, "She signed the divorce agreement this morning, saying she wants a divorce."

Tang Yan's expression changed slightly, "Did you really even give her Shiding shares?"

"In the divorce agreement, she voluntarily came from a net household."

"Then...she got into a car accident?" Tang Yan snorted, with a half-smile, his eyes were dark, "Isn't she trying to knock herself into a cripple and make you feel sorry for her?"

Huo Sicheng closed his eyes, didn't say a word, and couldn't see any emotion.