Genius Cute Baby: President Daddy dotes on his ex-wife

Yujingyuan.

In the cold moon of late winter, the nights are extremely long.

The hour hand has just turned to eight o'clock, and the night outside the window is dark. Where the cold wind blows, the trees are swaying, showing depression.

"Click——"

The unlocked door was suddenly pushed open, and Song Wanwan, who was setting the table, was attracted by the sound.

"Beiming, you're back," Song Wanwan turned around and spoke softly, "Your assistant suddenly told me that you were coming back for dinner tonight. You were in a hurry and didn't have time to prepare, so just make do with it. "

In the magnificent living room, romantic candlelight is lit on the dining table.

Song Wanwan thoughtfully helped Gu Beiming pull out his chair. After he took his seat, she walked around to the opposite seat and sat down carefully.

She raised her head and looked at him with tender eyes.

Gu Beiming's handsome features were expressionless, and he returned her gaze as coldly as ever.

In order to resolve the awkward and dull atmosphere, Song Wanwan opened and closed her pink lips and said, "Beiming, try it quickly. I made this table all by myself."

However, her enthusiasm was still exchanged for Gu Beiming's indifferent contempt.

At both ends of the dining table, neither Gu Beiming nor Song Wanwan had any intention of eating. They just froze in place. It seemed that there was only one table between them, but they seemed to be separated by an insurmountable Milky Way.

After a long while, Gu Beiming coldly threw a divorce agreement on the table and said, "Song Wanwan, please sign it."

Song Wanwan noticed the clear five characters of [Divorce Agreement], and her eyes suddenly darkened.

Sure enough, this day has come.

She took a deep breath, mustered up her courage and asked with a wry smile: "Beiming, in the past three years, have you ever liked me even for a moment?"

When these words came out, Song Wanwan had already thrown all her dignity behind.

Gu Beiming could really keep his composure and stared at her in silence for a long time before asking sarcastically: "Do you think it's still meaningful to ask this kind of question now?"

Song Wanwan's heart suddenly tightened, but she suddenly smiled with relief.

"Yeah, even if you know the answer, what's the point?" She raised her wine glass, swaying it with her fingers, staring at the swaying red wine with her beautiful eyes, "I used the relationship between the Song family and Grandpa Gu to force you to marry me. , now that grandpa is gone and the Song family is bankrupt, it’s time to give you your freedom."

After saying that, he drank the red wine in one gulp.

The bright red color was still smeared on the corners of her mouth. Before she could wipe it away, Song Wanwan filled another glass.

Picking up the red wine, Song Wanwan walked up to Gu Beiming and put her arms on the back of the chair. Her shawl accidentally slipped off, revealing her white shoulders.

Song Wanwan stared at him with raised eyebrows. With her beautiful facial features, pink and cold white skin, and soft black hair draped over her shoulders, she looked like a young college student.

However, no matter how beautiful she was, she could not get into his eyes.

Gu Beiming's face was cold and he remained motionless in his seat.

Song Wanwan knew that he was determined to divorce her. Without her grandfather's support, the marriage had to be divorced.

In this case, why not indulge herself for once.

She blinked her charming almond eyes and handed the newly filled red wine to him, "I haven't made any unreasonable requests in all these years. Now I'm getting divorced. Can you have a drink with me? Just treat it as a gift for us. Put an end to a bad marriage."

Gu Beiming looked at her with disgust, "Song Wanwan, stop playing tricks on me. Is this necessary?"

But the more indifferent he was, the brighter Song Wanwan's smile became, "Okay, if you don't want to drink, then don't ask me to sign."

Gu Beiming gritted his teeth and asked coldly: "Song Wanwan, you dare to threaten me, are you tired of living?"

"Don't be angry," she blinked innocently, leaned into Gu Beiming's ear, and said with confusion and grievance, "You haven't really understood me after three years of marriage. I have carefully maintained this marriage. You But you turn a blind eye, you don't love me, you hate me, you don't even want to touch me with a finger..."

Gu Beiming obviously didn't expect her to cry like this, and there was a bit of surprise on his face.

When he saw Song Wanwan pulling down her shawl, he pushed her away ruthlessly, "Shameless."

"Just think that I am shameless," Song Wanwan leaned forward again, her breath hitting his earlobe and said quietly, "Anyway, we probably won't see each other again in the future, so just satisfy me."

On the outside, she was begging weakly, but on the inside she was grinning evilly.

Gu Beiming glanced at her coldly, not wanting to continue to argue with her, so he quickly grabbed the red wine and drank it in one gulp.

I saw his charming Adam's apple sliding up and down, the wine glass bottoming out, and then he gave a cold command: "Sign!"

Seeing this, Song Wanwan smiled evilly and signed her name at the end of the divorce agreement with the same enthusiasm.

Wishful feelings are destined to be fruitless.

It is not a two-way marriage. Divorce is a matter of time.

Under the pressure of Grandpa Gu, Gu Beiming also became a couple with her for three years, but she didn't let him fall in love with her for three years. It was time for her to let go and give each other a break.

But asking Song Wanwan to just let go is simply not her character.

When the last stroke was made, she pushed away the agreement and approached Gu Beiming step by step with a weird smile.

Gu Beiming sat in his seat with an ashen complexion, his deep eyebrows filled with disgust.

"Mr. Gu, we have been husband and wife for a few years, so don't look at me like that."

While talking, Song Wanwan began to reach out and touch his cheek.

Today, she specially chose a suspender nightgown. The amber skirt made her skin soft and delicate, and the narrow waist design showed off the enchanting figure of a mature woman.

After living under the same roof for three years, Gu Beiming noticed her graceful figure.

But her various temptations only made Gu Beiming more disgusted. The eyes he looked at her exuded a frightening and sinister atmosphere.

Regardless of whether he liked it or not, Song Wanwan's slender fingers moved away from his cheek and reached for the buttons of his shirt.

"Stop! Song Wanwan! What are you doing!"

Gu Beiming roared angrily, grabbed her wrist and was about to get up and throw her away, but found that he had no energy at all.

Song Wanwan licked her red lips, "As a man, can't you guess what I do?"

"Song Wanwan, I order you to let go!" Gu Beiming spoke fiercely, his sinister eyes were terrifying, but he was powerless, "Damn it! Song Wanwan, how dare you plot against me!"

She pulled a sneer from the corner of her lips, "Since we're divorced anyway, I have nothing to pretend about. I, Song Wanwan, am such a shameless person."

Finished speaking.

Song Wanwan quickly lowered her head and kissed Gu Beiming's lips, swallowing his anger together.