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

Ye Jiahe looked at him anxiously, choked up and said, "Listen to my explanation, yesterday I..."

"enough."

Lu Jingmo interrupted her, his eyes fell on the red marks on her neckline.

This is obviously the kind of aftermath.

His tone was calm and cold, "I am also responsible for letting you stay alone in the vacant room for the past two years. I don't blame you for what you did. But Jiahe, the Lu family cannot accept a dirty woman as the head of the house. mother."

Ye Jiahe's head was in a daze, and all the explanations at this moment seemed to have become empty talk.

Yes, who would believe such a thing?

What's more, even if she really proved that she was framed by Ye Baozhu's mother and daughter, she is still not clean.

Ye Jiahe raised the corners of his lips bitterly, and said, "So, you mean divorce?"

Lu Jingmo nodded calmly, "Grandpa, I hope you make it clear that you are the one who wants a divorce. I can also save you the last bit of face, and don't let the old man know that you go out and steal."

Ye Jiahe only felt that at this moment, her eyes were sore and painful, and she tried her best to hold back the tears.

After a long time, she took a deep breath and said, "Then...can you answer a question for me?"

"You said."

The man's eyes were as deep as the sea, making it impossible for her to see any emotions clearly.

Ye Jiahe looked at him, with a trembling voice, "You are outside, do you have someone else? After two years of marriage, do you like me a little bit? If there is no her, would you like me?"

Lu Jingmo narrowed his eyes slightly, and said lightly, "Sorry, I told you that on the day of the wedding. The only position I can give you is Mrs. Lu."

He didn't respond directly to her question.

But Ye Jiahe is a woman, her intuition tells her that Lu Jingmo already has her own heart.

"In the next two days, I will ask the lawyer to draw up the divorce agreement. You can sign it and explain it to grandpa."

When Lu Jingmo talked about the divorce, his casual attitude seemed to say, what are they going to have for dinner tonight?

After saying this, he left the master bedroom without hesitation.

Ye Jiahe only felt that the surroundings were icy cold.

It was obviously a hot summer, but why did she seem to be trapped in an ice cave?

What made Jiahe despair was not that Lu Jingmo filed for divorce, but that he thought she was cheating, yet he remained so calm.

She knew that his calmness was not due to his demeanor and upbringing, but because he didn't love her at all.

Ye Jiahe is in a daze now, she knows that their marriage will end like this sooner or later.

But when this day really came, she realized that she was unable to bear it, and she didn't want to let go at all.

Taking out her mobile phone, she dialed her best friend's number.

"Xia Ling, are you off work? I...I..."

Ye Jiahe's throat was blocked, and he felt so wronged that he couldn't speak.

Xia Ling heard that she was not in the right state, but said in a bit of a dilemma: "Jiahe, I have an interview task tonight, and it may take a while. How about this, I will send you the address, and you come to find me. Wait for me After the interview, let's talk again, shall we?"

"Ah."

Ye Jiahe immediately left after agreeing.

According to the address Xia Ling gave her, she parked the car downstairs of a dance studio.

It is said that this interview is due to the opening of the studio today, and the boss wants to make a name for himself by arranging a reporter from Haicheng TV Station to conduct the interview.

When Xia Ling heard that Ye Jiahe had arrived, she ran downstairs and got into her car.

"The owner of this studio is too unreliable. Originally, the ribbon-cutting was in the morning, and the opening was also in the morning. I was able to leave work early today. Because she changed the time, I worked overtime here waiting for the interview. You said this How can it open at night?"

Seeing her, Xia Ling started to complain.

Ye Jiahe could only comfort her, "This is Haicheng Mansion, a place where every inch of land is expensive, rich people are self-willed."

While the two were talking, Xia Ling received a call from a colleague asking her to go up.

"Go, I'll wait for you here."

Ye Jiahe really had no strength, so he let Xia Ling go up by himself.

After Xia Ling left, her eyes fell on the road not far away.

Immediately, Ye Jiahe's black pupils shrank violently.

Because, just now, inadvertently.

She watched helplessly as her husband Lu Jingmo got off a black Bentley.

He holds a red rose in his hand.

Bright red color, dazzling like blood.

Ye Jiahe's hand holding the steering wheel was shaking.

This man just filed for divorce with her at noon.

What he held in his hand was a rose that she had never owned before.

Lu Jingmo walked into Haicheng Building.

Ye Jiahe immediately got out of the car and followed from a distance.

The entrance of the dance studio was decorated with lights and festoons, beaming with joy.

Xia Ling is interviewing the owner of the studio, who is an intellectual and beautiful woman.

With a gentle and friendly smile, she talked freely.

In her hand, she even held the rose that Lu Jingmo gave her just now.

Ye Jiahe only felt a buzzing in his ears.

Her eyes fell on Lu Jingmo.

Unfortunately, he didn't see her.

Because all his focus is on that woman.

Even the gentle smile on the corner of his mouth was something she had never seen before.

Ye Jiahe clenched his fist tightly so that he didn't let himself rush over to question them.

……

After the opening ceremony, Wang Rou and Lu Jingmo went to the lounge alone.

"Jing Mo, have you really mentioned the divorce to your wife?" Wang Rou leaned into his arms and said aggrievedly, "Your grandfather won't blame you, right? I'm so afraid that you will offend you for me. grandfather."

Lu Jingmo comforted softly: "You are the woman I cherish the most. If I can't give you a title, I would rather not touch you. All these years, I have been guilty of letting you follow me in obscurity. Since last night, I want It's your first time, I won't be irresponsible."

A scheming flashed across Wang Rou's eyes, and then she returned to her pitiful look.

"I am very lucky to be your woman, and I have never regretted it."

Wang Rou covered her heart, and said with deep meaning: "Fortunately, your assistant told me last night that you were tricked into taking Chinese medicine. Otherwise, if another woman enters that room, I... really can't bear it. Jing Mo, I don't want to share you with anyone."

The two of them were loving each other when Lu Jingmo's cell phone rang like a reminder.

Ye Jiahe?

A surprise flashed in his eyes.

What did this woman take the initiative to call him for?

"Hey, is something wrong?"

His tone was slightly cold.

Ye Jiahe's voice came from over there, "Lu Jingmo, I regret the divorce."

Lu Jingmo paused, and subconsciously asked, "What do you mean?"

"You go home first, I think, we need to talk."

After Ye Jiahe finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Wang Rou's expression also changed. Just now she vaguely heard that Lu Jingmo's wife did not want a divorce.

"Rou'er, I have to go back first."

Lu Jingmo said truthfully: "There may be some changes regarding the divorce."