Mr. Lu, the wife was the white moonlight that night

Wang Rou gritted her teeth and said, "Then you just wait for her to be prosecuted! Even if she is finally released, she will still leave a criminal record at the police station. This criminal record will follow her for the rest of her life and become a stain on her life!"

Ye Jiahe's heart sank severely.

Xia Ling came to this point to help her.

At this point, does she have any other choice?

In order to get Xia Ling out as soon as possible, she finally agreed to Wang Rou's request.

"Then how can I trust you?" Ye Jiahe looked at her suspiciously, "If I divorce Lu Jingmo and admit that I killed your grandma, but you go back on your word and refuse to let her go, then wouldn't I lose it?" Madam broke up again?"

Wang Rou snorted coldly and squinted at her, "Ye Jiahe, do you think you still have the right to choose now? Now, I am giving you a chance, not you making a deal with me! You have to figure it out!"

Ye Jiahe also knew that even if there was an abyss ahead, in order for Xia Ling to come out, she had to jump down.

"Okay, deal!"

Ye Jiahe said word by word: "But remember, if your words don't count, I won't let you go! If you want to have a good life with Lu Jingmo in the future, you'd better keep your promise."

Just like that, Ye Jiahe left Wang Rou's ward.

When we got downstairs in the hospital, the phone rang.

Ye Jiahe saw that it was actually a counselor.

"Teacher, can I go back to class?"

Ye Jiahe thought that since she had been ordered to suspend classes for so many days, it was time for her to go back.

Unexpectedly, the counselor said seriously: "The school has decided on your punishment. Before the end of this month, please come to the school to complete the withdrawal procedures."

Ye Jiahe froze.

Because of this incident, the school actually asked her to drop out?

Therefore, the school has already admitted her fault, and no one believes that she is innocent.

Ye Jiahe felt a sense of powerlessness in her heart, and she didn't even have the strength to speak for herself.

My studies are gone, and my husband is gone...

Everything is gone.

Could it be that if God wants to suppress a person, he will definitely trample her into the dirt, and will not even give her a chance to breathe.

It was raining lightly outside.

Pedestrians on the road held up umbrellas one after another.

Ye Jiahe was like a different person, walking alone on the street, letting the rain pour down from his head.

At home, she sat in front of the computer and searched for templates of divorce agreements.

She is leaving the house without leaving home and has no requirements, so it is relatively easy to write.

When signing, her tears fell down again, stained with ink.

Ye Jiahe shredded the paper, printed it again, and finally signed his name quickly and neatly.

She looked at the divorce agreement, the words and everything in front of her eyes became more and more blurred.

"Lu Jingmo... You should be satisfied with this, right?"

Ye Jiahe spoke silently, with a sad smile on the corner of his mouth.

This matter must be implemented quickly!

The sooner she and Lu Jingmo divorced, the sooner Xia Ling could be released.

Ye Jiahe took out his phone, hesitated for a long time, and pressed his number.

Soon, a man's cold voice came from over there, "What's wrong?"

"Can you...can you go home?"

Ye Jiahe said hoarsely, "I have something to tell you."

Lu Jingmo's voice was not warm, "If you have anything to say, just say it on the phone."

"Lu Jingmo, I beg you, please come back."

She cried out in anxiety, her voice was choked and trembling, "Please, in the future, I will never waste your time again."

This was the first time she was so humble in front of him.

As if hearing her strangeness, Lu Jingmo's heart trembled, and he asked, "What's the matter with you? Talk!"

Ye Jiahe took a deep breath and suppressed crying, "I promise, you won't regret it when you come back this time."

After talking with Ye Jiahe, Lu Jingmo looked at the blacked-out screen suspiciously.

Wang Rou on the side was still injured, but Ye Jiahe's voice on the phone just now was obviously wrong.

He didn't want to admit that he was worried about her, but his heart was so damn tight, he really wanted to go back and find out.

Wang Rou seemed to have expected that the call was from Ye Jiahe.

After all, in order to save that girl, Ye Jiahe must get a divorce as soon as possible.

Therefore, Ye Jiahe's call, nine out of ten, is to ask Lu Jingmo to go back and talk about the divorce.

Wang Rou immediately pretended to be considerate, "Jing Mo, is that your wife? Did she let you go home?"

"Ah."

Thinking of Wang Rou's grievances today, Lu Jingmo hardened his heart, and said, "Don't worry about her."

Wang Rou looked like a doormat, and said aggrievedly: "You should go back for a while? Otherwise, in case she has a grudge against me, she is looking for someone to beat me."

Lu Jingmo comforted: "Rou'er, don't worry, this kind of thing will never happen again."

Even so, Lu Jingmo was not too worried in the end.

After watching Wang Rou fall asleep, he returned to the villa.

It was past eleven o'clock at that time, and Ye Jiahe was sitting in front of the coffee table in the living room, her chestnut curly hair was scattered around her ears, making her face look weaker and paler.

Lu Jingmo's heart twitched again, he walked over and asked, "You asked me to come back, what do you want to talk about?"

Ye Jiahe looked at the man's stern face, and everything about him.

From now on, it will no longer belong to her, and she will never have the extravagant chance again.

Lu Jingmo sat on the sofa and loosened his tie.

Facing Ye Jiahe's silence, he became more and more worried, and said coldly, "Ye Jiahe, are you dumb?"

"Oh, I..." Ye Jiahe had a lump in her throat, tears seemed to well up in her eyes, but she still tried her best to hold it back.

Finally, she took out the divorce agreement she had signed and placed it in front of him.

"Lu Jingmo, let's... let's get a divorce, I'll let you go!"

God knows how much effort it took her to maintain such a calm and demeanor, and say this to him.

Ye Jiahe took out a signature pen and handed it to him, "You sign it, and we can go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to do it tomorrow."

A trace of obvious surprise and even annoyance crossed Lu Jingmo's face.

Immediately, he leaned back on the sofa, pressed the fire and asked, "Is it because of your friend? Are you blaming me for taking revenge on me in this way?"

"How is it revenge! Don't I want you and her to be fulfilled? Lu Jingmo, then tell me, what should I do to make you satisfied? Divorce is not acceptable, and divorce is not acceptable! Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

She finally took off that strong mask, tears came out of her eyes, and she couldn't cry.

Lu Jingmo only felt his head buzzing?

Ye Jiahe is right, divorce, isn't it perfect for each other?

Why, he now felt that Ye Jiahe was taking revenge on him by divorcing him?

Lu Jingmo didn't dare to think deeply, he just felt that everything seemed to be deviated from the original track.

Even his intellect and emotions began to slip out of his grasp.

Even when he saw Ye Jiahe's tears, his heart seemed to tug.

At this moment, Ye Jiahe's eyes darkened, and he fell down in front of him.