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

Ling Shuang signed the divorce agreement tremblingly.

The pen in my hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and I couldn't lift it up for a long time.

After writing the last stroke, the moment the pen tip leaves the paper, it has nothing to do with this man.

She hated him, but she still loved him, and every cell in her body was trying to dissuade her from giving up.

For more than a month, she had been thinking about leaving this man all the time, but it was only at this time that she realized how painful it was to really leave him. The pain was so painful that she was suffocated.

Carrying the hatred in her heart, Ling Shuang picked up the signed agreement and slapped it on Cheng Sihan's chest. The mottled blood was so dazzling. Why wasn't her heart oozing with blood like this now?

She turned her eyes away from Cheng Sihan and whispered: "We're done!"

Cheng Sihan did not accept the agreement and let the pile of black and white paper slip to the ground. He was in pain. His body hurt, and his heart hurt even more. He stared at Ling Shuang's pale little face with red eyes. He really He wanted to swallow her in one gulp so that no matter what she signed, she would never be able to leave him.

The documents on the ground were quickly picked up by Mr. Cheng's assistant and presented to the old man.

Mr. Cheng looked at the signature page of the agreement, handed it to Mrs. Cheng, and said with satisfaction: "Now that the divorce agreement is signed, the matter is over."

Mr. Cheng regained his kind expression and looked at Ling Shuang. If what Ling Shuang said was true, he still had to give some face to the Shen family at the moment.

"Xiao Ling, I'm sorry. Grandpa forced you like this out of helplessness. I hope you can understand Grandpa." Mr. Cheng said kindly, "Thank you for taking care of Xiao Han for so long. Let's do this. In addition to what is written in the agreement, The compensation is five million, and grandpa will give you a villa in Qingteng Garden in his own name."

Ling Shuang didn't look at Mr. Cheng and nodded slightly. She wanted to go back to her room. She was very tired and had no strength to greet these monsters.

"Now that the relationship has been cleared, Xiaoling will pack up and let Yinyang see you off later." Mr. Cheng said again.

Haha, I really don’t want to keep her for one more minute.

Ling Shuang was unable to argue anymore, so she reluctantly raised the corners of her pale lips, nodded slightly, and said softly: "I didn't bring any luggage with me when I came here, and now I have nothing to take with me." Turned around. , dragging his weak legs towards the door.

"Wait!" Cheng Si said coldly.

Ling Shuang didn't stop. Everything here had nothing to do with her. She wanted to leave quickly. She didn't have the courage to look at Cheng Sihan again.

"We are the ones who should leave!" Cheng Sihan looked at Ling Shuang's back, his eyes losing their sharpness, "The property rights of Lanyuan, including the land and the property rights of the back mountain, already belong to Ling Shuang."

Ling Shuang was frightened and stopped in her tracks without turning around.

The land in Lanyuan and Back Mountain was a coming-of-age gift from Cheng Yuansen to Cheng Sihan when he was eighteen years old. It covered an area of ​​at least a thousand acres.

Cheng Sihan personally participated in the design and construction of the buildings and gardens of Lan Yuan. The reason why it was named Lan Yuan was to commemorate Cheng Sihan's biological mother, He Lan.

Everyone in the room was staring at each other, and even the servants didn't know when the owner of this place changed.

"Nonsense!" Old Mrs. Cheng was the first to lose her seat and screamed, "Your grandfather has promised to give her a villa. There is no need to add this piece of land to her. She has been given enough. The land cannot be given!"

Zhou Yi, who had been standing behind the sofa, received Cheng Sihan's look and turned around to leave.

"Shuang'er, everything I said will count." Cheng Sihan's eyes became softer and his voice became softer. "The market value of this land is probably more than one billion, so I have fulfilled my promise."

"Mr. Cheng, thank you, I can't bear it." Ling Shuang said weakly.

"You said you like Lanyuan..."

"No reward for no merit, not to mention that I betrayed you. I only take what I deserve."

"Stop talking nonsense, we both know the matter in our hearts." Cheng Sihan sighed almost inaudibly, "Besides, the property rights transfer was not decided today."

Several open red books were handed to Ling Shuang. The words "Property owner: Ling Shuang, independent property rights" stuck into Ling Shuang's eyes.

Ling Shuang looked at Zhou Yi in shock as he handed her the notebook, not knowing whether to accept it or not.

"Mr. Cheng took care of this a month ago." Zhou Yi sighed, "Young Master... Miss Ling, please take it."

"Since this is Ling Shuang's property, I don't think she will like us staying here, so let's go!" Cheng Sihan turned around, looked around at the people sitting on the sofa, and issued an order to expel the guests.

"This……"

Mrs. Cheng still wanted to object, but Mr. Cheng stopped her. She shook her head, stood up and walked out the door with her cane, and everyone had to follow.

Ling Shuang looked at the property rights certificates and was at a loss.

"The house is yours, and the servants in this garden will also stay and take care of you." Cheng Sihan watched everyone leave, then looked at Ling Shuang's back and said, "They are employed by Chengfeng Group, so, You don’t have to bear the expenses.”

"Zhou Yi, give this book to Uncle Li."

Zhou Yi handed the notebook to Uncle Li as instructed, walked to Cheng Sihan, supported him, and turned to leave.

Zhou Yi deliberately slowed down, stretched his ears back as hard as he could, and took a step forward to say to himself, "Young Madam, stop it, stop it, stop it!"

Uncle Li and Aunt Lan on the side also looked worried. The young master was injured, and it seemed to be raining lightly outside. They also hope that the new owner of the house will open his mouth and let him stay.

Everyone was anxious, but they couldn't speak for their master.

"Cough cough cough..."

Cheng Sihan coughed rapidly, and Zhou Yi immediately stopped and screamed: "Mr. Cheng, your injury..."

Cheng Sihan waved his hand and walked out again.

"Wait!" Ling Shuang finally spoke.