Online dating object is ex-husband [ABO]

After confessing her thoughts on divorce with her mother, Zhou Qiyan's cousin, Zhou Chonglin, quickly got people involved in the divorce process.

With the impetus of her family, the divorce procedure, which was originally at zero progress, has progressed rapidly; it is really like what her mother said, Zhou Qiyan doesn't have to worry about anything, and the divorce can be negotiated soon.

But after all, there are too many interests involved in this marriage, so the details of the terms and conditions in the divorce agreement have to be discussed repeatedly by the Zhou family's legal department and the Qian family.This negotiation process may take three to five days. Zhou Qiyan can take this opportunity to tidy up the things in the wedding room, tidy up her mood, and prepare to move out at any time.

After two days of nesting in the bedroom, Zhou Qiyan put all the clothes, large and small, into the suitcase.I thought there would be a lot of things and it would take a long time to pack them up, but it turned out that only two large suitcases were used to pack them up.

In addition, after taking a box to pack the things sent by Mr. Zhong, it seems that there is nothing to receive.

On the third day, with nothing to do, Zhou Qiyan entered the guest room that he used as a studio, and wanted to clean up the paints that were all over the floor.

Red, yellow, blue, green... There are bright and vivid colors as far as the eye can see, so dazzling that Zhou Qiyan doesn't want to reach out to touch them.

While thinking about how to tidy up, the aunt who was cooking suddenly pushed open the half-hidden door and poked her head in.

"Yo, Master Zhou, are you there?"

As soon as Zhou Qiyan looked up, she saw the cooking auntie smiling, and came in from outside with a glass of milk.

"You've been cooped up in your room for several days, and you haven't even eaten a few bites of the food I prepared for you. I'm always worried about you." The aunt changed her usual aggressive appearance, bent down respectfully, and held Pass the milk forward, "No, I know you have a bad stomach, so I made some warm milk for you. Would you like to drink something to warm your stomach?"

Looking at the slightly steaming milk in Auntie's hands, Zhou Qiyan was a little puzzled, why did Auntie's attitude become so good?

Because she had no appetite, Zhou Qiyan shook her head to express that she didn't want to drink.

Auntie was not angry because he refused the kindness, but gently put the milk on the table beside her, and sat down on the floor with Zhou Qiyan in a flattering way: "If you don't want to drink it, don't drink it, I'll put it here first. If you If you want to drink and it’s too cold, call me and I’ll warm it up for you.”

The more she looked at Auntie's behavior today, the more strange she felt, Zhou Qiyan didn't respond, and stared at Auntie suspiciously for a while.

Is this... still the fierce aunt who got angry because she didn't inform her of the meal time in advance?

Auntie herself knew that something was wrong with her, she stared at Zhou Qiyan for a while, she couldn't help but lost, and confessed.

"Hey, I didn't hear that you are going to divorce Mr. Qian—come here to care about it." Auntie smiled stiffly, with a snobbish air in her words, "So, you really want to divorce? "

Zhou Qiyan only understood when she heard this, the auntie came to inquire about this, she nodded her head in response: "Yeah."

"Don't tell me!" The aunt immediately yelled, "It's so good, why are you getting divorced? Living here has delicious food and drink, isn't it good?"

Zhou Qiyan was startled by her aunt's sudden loud voice, and when she opened her mouth to explain something, she found herself speechless.

Originally thought that the inability to pronounce was caused by a hoarse voice, Zhou Qiyan pinched his throat and tried hard to move his voice, but after repeated attempts, he found that he couldn't speak at all.

He lost his voice.

Zhou Qiyan's eyes widened, surprised by the sudden symptoms.

The aunt hadn't noticed his abnormality yet, she chattered "kindly" to dissuade him: "You don't have to work, you stay at home every day, and I and two other servants and housekeepers take care of you. How nice! You are Omega, you How much gossip should you suffer when you get divorced and return to your original natal family?

"Mr. Qian never cared about you, but you are living a good life! Is it worth getting a divorce just because of this? It's not worth it!"

Auntie was plausible, thinking that if she spoke with force, she could persuade Zhou Qiyan.

Zhou Qiyan held his throat and remained silent.

He could see that the auntie didn't persuade him not to divorce for his "good" at all—in the highly competitive capital city, where can I find a job that doesn't require tiring activities or maintaining workplace relationships? high salary job?

Not only do you not need to work hard, but you can also pick up your son from school on time; the employer’s things can be secretly hidden and brought back for the family to enjoy.With a salary higher than the industry average, enjoying the bonus of the employer's family, and even throwing fire on the employer when he is in a bad mood.

Besides Zhou Qiyan's place, where else can one find such a fairy job?

Zhou Qiyan chuckled, feeling quite ironic.He lived in this house for more than three or four months, and the greatest value he brought should be to provide a very good job opportunity for three people with low professionalism, right?

He was suddenly glad that he had lost his voice and was really unable to speak, so he didn't have to answer these ridiculously unreasonable "advice".Otherwise, with his reasonable and polite personality, he would definitely talk to his aunt for a long time.

That's great, if you can't speak, you can stop talking.He was willing to spend his entire life without speaking, his entire life being "rude" to everyone for granted because of his aphonia.

The aunt noticed something was wrong with Zhou Qiyan, and exclaimed loudly: "What's wrong with you?——What's wrong with your throat!

"You, you can't speak anymore??"

Zhou Qiyan put down her hand covering her throat, and tidied up the paint cans on the ground, not bothering to talk to her aunt.They are all dumb anyway, so let's pretend to be deaf again.

Auntie seemed to have discovered some shocking secret. When she got up in a panic, she almost tripped over the easel and almost fell.

She staggered a couple of steps, ignoring the damn easel, turned around and opened the door, and ran out of the corridor, shouting as she ran, "It's not good!! Master Zhou lost his voice!!"

Auntie's energetic voice echoed in the empty villa, like the echo of an ancient bronze bell being struck, shaking the whole building.

Zhou Qiyan stopped what she was doing, and waited patiently for the echo to disappear, when she saw the mobile phone placed in a pile of paint cans light up.

Picking it up and unlocking it, it turned out to be a WeChat letter from Qian Zhongyi.

[The divorce agreement will be delivered tomorrow morning, please take a look first.I will go over at [-]:[-] p.m. and sign the agreement with you face to face. ]

This is the first letter from Qian Zhongyi and him since they became friends on WeChat. It is also the first communication between Qian Zhongyi and him, and it is also Qian Zhongyi's answer to his divorce.

Zhou Qiyan originally wanted to reply with the word "yes", but felt that it was superfluous and inexplicable.

After much deliberation, Zhou Qiyan didn't make any reply, but went directly to the communication list and deleted Qian Zhongyi's friend.

Qian Zhongyi has been worrying a lot about divorce recently.

After the legal department of the Zhou family stepped in, Qian Zhong was entangled by this group of difficult people every day; the first draft of the agreement was revised and revised several times, and the final terms were finally finalized during the ninth negotiation.

This marriage is really not easy to leave.

Fortunately, the efficiency is still high, and the divorce agreement can be signed in just a few days.After Qian Zhongyi finished his business in the morning, he drove to the wedding room that he had never been to before, preparing to meet Zhou Qi face to face and put an end to this fake commercial marriage.

Speaking of which, this was the first time he met Zhou Qiyan, somehow, he was a little nervous, and his palms were sweating profusely.When opening the door to enter the house, I almost slipped my hand and missed the door.

"I'll come, I'll come." The butler in the villa responded and opened the door for Qian Zhong with a smile on his face. "Mr. Qian, you are here."

The other two servants in the room also rushed over upon hearing the sound, stood still at the entrance, bowed their heads and greeted Qian Zhongyi.

"Qian, Mr. Qian, I'm sorry, I didn't see you coming just now."

"Yes, yes, I didn't see you coming."

The butler closed the tall double mahogany doors, and there was a slightly harsh sound when the hinges turned.

Qian Zhongyi frowned: "What voice?"

He wanted to change his shoes at the entrance, and as soon as he leaned on the shoe cabinet to bend down, he felt that the touch of his hands was not quite right.He picked up his hand and saw that, as expected, there was a thin layer of dust on his fingers.

"What is this?" Qian Zhongyi lit up his fingers, showed the servant the ashes on his hands, and frowned even more, "Is this the result of your work?"

The butler and the cleaning maid bowed their heads, not daring to answer.

Another maid took a step forward, picked up the teapot on the side counter, and swirled the tea in the teapot as if asking for credit.

"Look, Mr. Qian, this is the hot tea I prepared for you. Why don't you sit down and drink some hot tea to moisten your throat?"

Qian Zhong glanced sideways at the maid carrying the teapot: "What do you mean by preparing for me? Don't tell me you won't make tea if I don't come?"

The maid serving tea: "This..."

"Let's filter the tea dregs first, and then serve it up to entertain people. You don't understand such a simple truth, how do you do it?"

Qian Zhongyi looked away and saw luggage piled up at the entrance.

Two large suitcases and a small cardboard box, and two luxury brand handbags were pressed on the cardboard box.

Qian Zhongyi pointed to the pile of luggage and asked the housekeeper, "Is this his stuff?"

The butler was stunned for a moment, and almost didn't realize who "he" Qian Zhongyi was talking about. After regaining his senses, he nodded: "Yes, it belongs to Master Zhou."

"That's all?" Qian Zhong raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, "So little."

He thought that Zhou Qiyan would have a lot of luggage—he thought that he would be like the imaginary young master, who would make everyone aware of his move and have suitcases everywhere.Unexpectedly, there are only so many things.

Not only was he surprised by how little luggage he had, but also the loneliness and desolation in this villa made people feel unbelievable.

New here, new there, new everywhere.Strangely new, too new to believe anyone lived here for four months.

Qian Zhong subconsciously lightened his steps, held his breath and walked into the living room.

He saw a slender and beautiful figure sitting on the sofa in the living room with his back to him.Motionless, like a man-made resin doll without a soul, quietly waiting for some kind of judgment to come.

With every step closer, Qian Zhongyi's heart beats harder.Until he walked slowly to the front of the doll and sat down, Qian Zhongyi was so disturbed by the beating of his heart that he forgot what the purpose of his trip was.

The little man remained sitting upright, staring straight at the coffee table without moving his eyes.He subconsciously lowered his voice and greeted the beautiful doll in front of him.

"……Hello?"

Only then was the little man brought back to his senses by his voice, and there was a little light in his dull eyes.As if the power-off doll was switched on again, the little figure raised his gaze.

——This is the first time Qian Zhongyi and Zhou Qiyan looked at each other.

Zhou Qiyan is even more beautiful than what he imagined and what he saw in the photos.