She divorced with her property, and her ex-husband chased her around the world

The doorbell rang suddenly, a little urgently.

Huo Jingbo let go of Shang Manyue, stood up, walked out and opened the door.

Shang Manyue sat up, straightened her messy clothes, opened a bottle of mineral water on the bedside table, and took a sip to moisten her throat.

Voices came from the living room. It was Yang Ge reporting to Huo Jingbo about the situation at the banquet.

He spoke concisely and concisely. After finishing speaking, he subconsciously glanced at the bedroom, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally spoke, "Mr. Huo, there is one more thing..."

Even though his voice had been lowered, Shang Manyue still heard Miss Jiang's three words, and she twitched the corners of her lips.

A few minutes later, Huo Jingbo walked back to the bedroom, put on his coat, and said calmly: "I have something to deal with. If you are tired, you can stay here to rest. If you don't want to stay, just ask the driver to take you back."

Hearing this, Shang Manyue was not surprised, but there was still a sudden pain in his heart.

She tried her best to smile, got out of bed, stood in front of him, and said, "We haven't finished talking yet."

Huo Jingbo frowned and buckled his watch, his tone still cold, "We'll talk about it when we get back."

return?

Every time he left her alone in the middle of the night, he never came back. She waited so many times, without exception.

Shang Manyue's dark eyes were fixed on him, and she said stubbornly: "I want to say it now."

Huo Jingbo's brows were filled with impatience, as if he was accusing her of being ignorant. He said no more, picked up the phone, walked around her and left.

Shang Manyue closed her eyes. She did not stop him, but said coldly, "Huo Jingbo, either you stay tonight and we make it clear, or there is no need to say anything and we get divorced directly!"

At this moment, she didn't care what big reason Jiang Xinrou had for him to find her in the middle of the night, she just wanted Huo Jingbo to choose her, even if it was only this time.

Huo Jing Bojun's face suddenly darkened, and the anger in his eyes burned again, "Shang Manyue, do you have no other options? You are about to get divorced at every turn. I really think that I am a rich man, and I will not divorce you." ?"

Shang Manyue raised her head and looked at him, "Then you must be right, otherwise I really think you are reluctant to leave me."

"Okay! Don't regret it!" Huo Jingbo's deep voice was extremely cold, "See you at the Civil Affairs Bureau at nine o'clock tomorrow morning!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he brushed her shoulder and strode away. The door was slammed shut.

Shang Manyue lay back on the bed, and after a while, his eyes turned red.

For a second just now, she had hoped that there might be some misunderstanding about what happened that night, but she was slapped in the face again.

She sniffed. Fortunately, the dog finally relented and agreed to divorce. When she gets the divorce certificate tomorrow, she can usher in a new life.

Shang Manyue originally thought that she would not be able to sleep, but she slept soundly all night and woke up at eight o'clock.

She got up and washed up. Instead of dressing up carefully every time she went out and acting in a manner befitting her status as Mrs. Huo, she went out without a face, putting on a comfortable and loose sweatshirt and jeans.

She arrived at 9:15. She barely ate anything yesterday and her stomach was so hungry that she was protesting. When she saw a breakfast stall on the roadside, she thought she still had time, so she walked out.

The tofu pudding was steaming and the fried dough sticks were crispy. Shang Manyue couldn't help but salivate when she looked at them. She hadn't had these Chinese breakfasts for a long time, so she ordered one each and started eating them while standing on the roadside.

The black Cullinan drove slowly and parked on the side of the road.

Huo Jingbo got out of the car and immediately saw the slovenly Shang Manyue, who was devouring food, his mouth and hands were greasy, and he had no image at all.

He looked at her, his brows furrowed deeper.

Shang Manyue was keenly aware of a look of dissatisfaction. She looked up and met Huo Jingbo's gaze. Not only did she not restrain herself, she swallowed the remaining fried dough sticks in one gulp and licked her fingers.

After eating and drinking, she took out a wet wipe and wiped it clean before walking over and said, "Go in."

Huo Jingbo's gloomy face became even more ugly. He didn't move, glanced at her up and down coldly, and said, "Shang Manyue, don't you look in the mirror before going out? Am I too short for you to eat, or am I too short for you to wear? You You don’t think this ghostly appearance is enough to embarrass me, do you?”

He knew very well how much Shang Manyue loved beauty. Even if there was a wrinkle on his face that he had to use a magnifying glass to find, he would still complain for a long time.

He even remembered how gorgeously she was dressed on the day they received the certificate. She was as exquisite as if she had stepped out of a painting. Every strand of hair was shiny, and she was stunning at first sight.

At that time, he was sitting in the car looking over, and his usually steady heartbeat skipped a few beats.

Shang Manyue's heart was no longer shaken, and she even smiled, "Mr. Huo, we are going to get divorced soon. No matter how embarrassed I am, I can't embarrass you. Don't worry."

Huo Jingbo curled his lips coldly, "Shang Manyue, you have to think about it. If you really want to leave, you will have to leave the house. You will lose all the benefits of Mrs. Huo. Don't even think about taking half of me... "

Before he finished speaking, Shang Manyue interrupted, "Li, I don't want a penny! I've asked Lawyer Xu to draft a new divorce agreement and brought it with me, in duplicate, just sign it!"

She took out two agreements from her bag and handed them to him.

Huo Jingbo glanced at it and saw that she had even signed her name.

He twitched the corners of his lips, and the smile did not reach his eyes. He pursed his thin lips in displeasure, turned around and walked towards the Civil Affairs Bureau.