She became addicted after marriage, and Mrs. Jiang was so spoiled that the corners of her eyes turne

"This divorce agreement." Jiang Jingyu stopped in front of her, looked down at the girl close at hand, held the pieces of paper, and asked her:

"——Mrs. Jiang, do you still want to continue signing?"

Nan Shiyu held her chin.

Half raising her head, she looked at the agreement in his hand that she had sent personally.

To be honest, she wanted to sign.

But unfortunately, there are no suitable reasons and excuses.

Thinking of this, a look of regret flashed across Nan Shiyu's eyes.

What a pity.

I thought that what happened with Yu Miao today would be an excellent help for a peaceful divorce, but it turned out...

Nan Shiyu sighed silently.

Jiang Jingyu was still staring at her.

Nan Shiyu suppressed the waves of disappointment in her heart, and curled up a gentle and harmless smile on her lips.

Meeting Jiang Jingyu's gaze, the ends of his eyes were raised.

"Since it was an own goal, I naturally won't continue signing."

A hint of unexplained anger escaped from Jiang Jingyu's throat.

He looked at the girl in his family who didn't mean what she said, held the agreement in hand, and deliberately asked her:

"Are you still divorced?"

Nan Shiyu gritted his teeth.

He smiled softly and replied: "We won't leave!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Jiang Jingyu turned around with the divorce agreement in hand.

He came to the shredder next to his desk and threw the agreement directly into it.

When it came out again, the "first divorce preparation results" that Nan Shiyu had worked so hard to prepare had turned into a pile of scraps of paper.

Nan Shiyu couldn't bear to look at it a second time.

Afraid of having a heart attack.

She stood up and was about to find an excuse to leave. Before she could say anything, Jiang Jingyu, who had watched the divorce agreement turn into shreds of paper, took the car keys and turned around.

When passing by her, the man naturally held her hand with his palm.

The level of proficiency seemed to have been done thousands of times.

"Let's go."

Nan Shiyu was led out of the president's office by him, "Where are you going?"

Jiang Jingyu kept walking: "Go home."

***

After dealing with Yu Miao and the divorce agreement, when Xibel stopped at the door of the wedding villa "Sheng Ting", a large dazzling sunset appeared on the horizon.

Butler Chen heard the noise and quickly came out of the hall.

Seeing the newlyweds finally step into the wedding house together again after a year, which had been neglected by the owner for a year, Butler Chen had mixed feelings in his heart.

He stepped forward with a warm smile: "Sir, Madam, are you back?"

"Dinner has been prepared in the restaurant and is ready to dine at any time."

Jiang Jingyu said "hmm".

Nan Shiyu didn't speak.

Since Jiang Jingyu went abroad a year ago, she also left here, taking turns living in her small apartment and Nan's villa.

Didn't come back for a whole year.

Every part of this wedding house is exactly the same as a year ago, without any change.

Stepping here again, Nan Shiyu had the illusion of going back to her wedding day.

The two had a simple dinner in the restaurant and then went upstairs one after another.

Jiang Jingyu answered Lin Rui's call and went to the study to deal with the matter.

Nan Shiyu, on the other hand, returned to the master bedroom.

The cell phone kept ringing "ding dong" and "ding dong".

It's all news about Cheng Nian'an.

The scene at the auction venue today was circulated, and the comment section was divided on both sides. Some people said that she and Jiang Jingyu would divorce soon. After all, they had no basis for feelings for each other.

Some people also say that if they want to get divorced because of their strong marriage, which is linked by the development of the two families, the relationship between the two families must completely break down.

Everyone expressed their opinions and were very interested in their forced marriage.

Nan Shiyu looked at the long tall building on her phone and only scrolled down it a couple of times before she was in the mood to look at it again.

Before he put down his phone, Jiang Jingyu had already finished handling the matter and pushed the door open.

Nan Shiyu stood in front of the window. The window was wide open, and the cool evening wind continued to blow in.

The hem of the woman's light-colored long skirt was rippled by the wind.

Jiang Jingyu looked at the thin dress she was wearing, and then at the wide open window.

He closed the door and walked over.

He stopped next to Nan Shiyu.

He stretched out his long arm and closed most of the window.

After finishing, he handed her the jewelry packaging box in his other hand.

Nan Shiyu took it suspiciously.

"This is?"

Jiang Jingyu turned sideways and faced her.

The tall figure cast a shadow.

Half of Nan Shiyu's body was covered by him.

"Gift." Jiang Jingyu said in a slow voice, "See if you like it?"

Nan Shiyu opened it.

Inside is another hairpin.

she:"……"

On their wedding night, Jiang Jingyu gave her a hairpin.

The difference between the one in her hand and that one is that this one has no tassels, but the body of the hairpin is more delicate, and every small diamond on it is inlaid just right.

Nan Shiyu took out the hairpin and looked at it.

But in my heart I was thinking:

Jiang Jingyu likes hairpins so much?

Seeing that the girl was a little distracted staring at the hairpin, Jiang Jingyu glanced at her, suddenly took out the hairpin from her hand, and inserted the hairpin into her hair himself like he did on the wedding night.

Nan Shiyu touched the hairpin in her hair and said something inappropriately in her mind:

The two of them really have a connection with hairpins.

She is not usually the type who likes to wear her hair in a bun, and her hair style usually depends on how it suits her eyes.

But he gave her hairpins twice, and she tied her hair just right.

Jiang Jingyu's eyes were fixed on her hair for two seconds.

He then took half a step back, his eyes moved down and landed on her face.

Just like chatting at home:

"Didn't you say you wanted to give me back a wedding gift last time? Are you ready?"

Nan Shiyu regained her thoughts.

She nodded, "Ready."

"But," she looked up at him, "I'm going to give it to you tomorrow. I didn't bring it with me."

Jiang Jingyu nodded slightly.

The next second, he asked knowingly:

"Don't you usually live in the wedding room?"

Nan Shiyu: "..."

Uh.

His question.

Didn't he say it himself, letting her choose where to live?

Nan Shiyu's face didn't change: "I live here alone, I'm not used to it."

His eyes swept over her belly without trace, his eyes dark, "Is today your period?"

His sentence transitioned too quickly.

Nan Shiyu didn't follow for a while.

By the time she reacted, her body had already unconsciously given him the answer.

Seeing her shaking her head, Jiang Jingyu took half a step forward.

The distance between the two people instantly narrowed.

Nan Shiyu subconsciously wanted to step back.

But she was half leaning against the wall, and there was no room to retreat.

Jiang Jingyu, as for Jiang Jingyu, seemed not to notice her little move, "Since you are in good health, why not make up for the wedding night that is a year late?"