After a flash marriage, he was doted on by a yandere CEO

"Cheng Sihan!" Ling Shuang was hysterical, "You left me alone for two months just to go on a blind date in North America?"

Cheng Sihan didn't answer, his face darkened, he lowered his hands, turned and walked to the bed, opened the drawer of the bedside table, pulled out a document, held it in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Sign the divorce agreement first."

Ling Shuang watched Cheng Sihan holding the documents, walking slowly, and stood up with his hands on the dressing table.

The document was like a poisonous snake, slowly swimming toward Ling Shuang, wrapping around Ling Shuang's neck and slowly tightening.

Ling Shuang's eyes were bloodshot with fear. She wanted to escape, but where could she escape?

"Divorce?" Ling Shuang leaned against the dressing table behind her, wiped away her tears, and said with a sneer: "You married me because you didn't want to get married, and now you're getting divorced because you want to get married. So, Cheng Sihan, I'm a tool. It’s no longer of use to you, is it?”

Ling Shuang laughed dryly at herself, sniffed hard, raised her head and tried to suppress the tears from falling again.

"Back then, you pulled me into your world and ran with me for half a year, and then you threw me back. No, you wanted to throw me in the swamp. Don't you think it's too cruel?"

Cheng Sihan had already walked up to him, and Ling Shuang stretched out his arms to keep him at arm's length.

Cheng Sihan frowned, and just as he was about to open his mouth, Ling Shuang beat him to it.

"No, I'm too stupid." Ling Shuang's arm was still raised between the two of them, "The ending was destined from the beginning, but I was so naive that I thought that by falling in love with you and cultivating a relationship, I would be able to walk with you. .”

Ling Shuang took out the document from Cheng Sihan's drooping hand and flipped through it casually. Her eyes were blurred by tears. The font of the compensation clause in the document was made larger and bolder. There were so many zeros after one word that Ling Shuang was too lazy to read. Count, 100 million, did not escape, that was what they had agreed upon before they got married.

Ling Shuang kept sneering while looking at the documents.

She knew Cheng Sihan too well, and if he wanted to get married, it must be of his own free will.

Otherwise, if Mrs. Cheng wanted him to divorce, she would use all her methods on Ling Shuang, because no one could force Cheng Sihan to do anything.

And no one can stop what Cheng Sihan wants to do.

Even if Ling Shuang was unwilling to sign this divorce agreement, Cheng Sihan always found a way to make her sign it willingly.

If that's the case, why bother?

Ling Shuang didn't look away from the document. She spread her palms in front of Cheng Sihan and said coldly: "Pen!"

"Shuang'er..."

Cheng Sihan was a little surprised. He didn't expect Ling Shuang to be so straightforward.

There was an indescribable feeling in his heart. Ling Shuang's open palm was not asking for a pen, but asking him to return the feelings she had placed on her head and body.

Cheng Sihan lowered his hand by his side, curled his fingers into a fist, and felt as if something had dug a hole in his heart, leaving it empty.

"Shuang'er!" Cheng Sihan ignored Ling Shuang's obstruction and took her into his arms, feeling more fulfilled now.

Ling Shuang didn't struggle and let Cheng Sihan rub her tighter and tighter, saying expressionlessly: "Mr. Cheng, I'm afraid it's not appropriate for us to hug her so tightly."

Cheng Sihan felt that the little person in his arms was stiff and cold. He wanted the warm, soft and lovely person in the past to giggle in his arms, so he hugged her tighter.

"Shuang'er, we are just getting divorced." Cheng Sihan rubbed the top of Ling Shuang's hair and said softly, "You are still mine, and we are still the same as before, but you can no longer live in Lanyuan."