must divorce

"Ah! Brother! Brother! The soup is spilled!"

Leng Mengmeng saw the soup all over her body, and hurriedly pulled a paper towel over to wipe it off.

Wen Luo was still staring blankly at the soup dumpling that he had pinched and exploded. His fair fingers were stained with a lot of oily soup, and his casual shirt and jeans were all damaged.

A fragrant soup dumpling smell quickly spread in the air.

"Everything is going wrong today..."

Wen Luo wanted to cry without tears and took the paper towel to wipe it off, but the stains that had already been stained could not be wiped off.

"Brother, I'm sorry..." Leng Mengmeng lowered her head and looked at Wen Luo apologetically.

"It's okay, why are you sad, it has nothing to do with you."

Wen Luo looked at Leng Mengmeng helplessly, "How can you stand up and talk in front of your boyfriend after you are so timid? Huh?"

Listening to Wen Luo's joke, Leng Mengmeng blushed and lowered her head: "Brother Wen, don't make fun of me."

"It's okay, go to sleep, brother wants to sit alone for a while."

Wen Luo rubbed her head, and suddenly felt that it would be nice to have a younger sister by her side.

"Brother, can I ask you a question before going to bed?"

"Well, ask."

"What is the relationship between you and Brother Lianxiao?"

Leng Mengmeng's sweet voice blurted out, Wen Luo paused, and then sneered, "It's okay, maybe I'm nothing in his eyes."

Leng Mengmeng tilted her head puzzled.

"You little kid, what are you gossip about? Go back to sleep, girls can't stay up late, or the skin will be ruined."

Leng Mengmeng wanted to inquire again, but unexpectedly, Wen Luo had already pushed him out of the room.

There was no one else in the room, Wen Luo took off his dirty clothes and pants, put on a bathrobe, took a bottle of cold beer from the refrigerator, sat back in his seat and drank the beer with his head up.

Turning on the phone, it was quiet as usual and there was no message.

But it's true, before, it was Wen Luo who sent text messages to Lian Xiao to ask for warmth, when did you see him reply?He must be crazy to think about apologizing to him overnight.

"Wen Luo, Wen Luo, why haven't you made any progress? Is it possible that you plan to fall again?"

Wen Luo bumped his head with the bottle, trying to wake himself up.

That gentle night is just his own fantasy, he can be gentle to anyone, but it won't be you alone.

You can be soft-hearted to anyone, but you can't be Lianxiao alone.

If you miss it once, you must never miss it a second time.

"After drinking this bottle of wine, I wake up from a dream after a sleep, and then continue to live my life well. I agreed that I should live well in this life and not be troubled by anyone."

Muttering a few words in self-hypnosis, Wen Luo raised his head to his mouth and finished blowing a bottle.

Stumbling back to bed, Wen Luo was about to fumble to turn off the bedside light when the mobile phone next to his ear lit up in the dark, accompanied by the sound of beautiful music.

Wen Luo's heart tightened, looked at the word Li Chen, lowered his eyes, and answered the phone pretending to be calm, "What's the matter?"

"Young Mistress, where are you now?"

Li Chen glanced at Lian Xiao who was standing straight in front of the window with his back turned to him, and asked hesitantly.

"He asked you to ask?"

Wen Luo raised his hand to cover his eyes, half-closed his eyes and said lazily.

"Um, no, I saw you walking in a hurry during the day, so..."

"Worried that I can't find a place to live? Don't worry, as long as you have money, what problems can't be solved?" Wen Luo gasped twice with his mouth open, his tone full of laziness and drunkenness.

Li Chen could hear that something was wrong with his words, so he asked hesitantly, "Young Mistress, are you drunk?"

Standing in front of the window, Lian Xiao's body trembled, and soon returned to normal, as if the tension just now was just an illusion.

"If it's okay, I'll hang up first."

Wen Luo is in a bad mood now, so naturally he won't have a good mood for the people around Lian Xiao.

Wen Luo's cold voice came out from the mobile phone with the speaker turned on, Lian Xiao turned his head and gave Li Chen a look.

Li Chen immediately shook his hands and said, "No, young mistress, I, I, I... I have something to do."

Wen Luo frowned and said, "If you fart, let it go, what are you doing?"

"This……"

Li Chen swallowed his saliva, and finally gave in under Lian Xiao's coercion: "The young master told you to come to Lian Zhai at nine o'clock tomorrow morning, and he wants to sign a divorce agreement with you."

Wen Luo spread his hands instantly, his eyes regained clarity, and his tone was full of doubt and surprise: "He wants to divorce me?"

Lian Xiao listened to Wen Luo's "anxious" tone, the wrinkles between his brows loosened, and he turned around with a good look and took a sip of wine with his glass.

Li Chen said with shame: "Yes."

The phone on the other side was silent for a long time, only Wen Luo's slightly heavy breathing could be heard.

Li Chen couldn't bear it anymore: "Young Mistress, are you okay?"

"Should I be fine?" Wen Luo sat up and asked.

"Uh, no..." Li Chen sighed, "Then your reply is..."

I took a good look at it all night long.

Wen Luo snorted coldly, rubbed the center of his brows and said, "Since you want a divorce, then simply go ahead and see you at the Civil Affairs Bureau at [-] o'clock tomorrow morning. There is an agreement or something, so that you don't have to go back on your word after signing the contract. After all, tearing up the contract is not a moral thing." things."

With a click, Lian Xiao went down with a mouthful of white teeth and crushed the ice in his mouth.

Li Chen broke out in a cold sweat.

It's fine for the young master to mess around alone, but now even the young mistress is adding fuel to the fire...

"Young mistress, is this not good?"

"It's nothing bad, please tell your young master what I said, I will wait for him at the gate of the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow morning." Wen Luo lowered his eyes, his voice was no longer drunk, "If he doesn't come, don't Blame me, an undercover agent, for causing him trouble from time to time and leaking information."

After finishing speaking, Wen Luo hung up the phone with a snap.

"Undercover?"

Li Chen didn't understand the entanglement between them, nor did he understand why the young mistress became an undercover agent.

"Master, look..."

"boom--"

Lian Xiao threw down his wine glass with eyes full of anger, and waited for Li Chen to say, "Leave! Why don't you leave! Send him a message and tell him that it's better for him to be more sensible. If he accidentally spreads what he heard today, don't blame me for turning against me." Not recognizing people makes him unable to survive in Huaicheng!"

Li Chen watched Lian Xiao lose his temper trembling and dumbfounded.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Lian Xiao was so angry that he turned his head and glared: "I asked you to write! Send him my words as they are!"

Li Chen immediately edited Lian Xiao's words into a text message and sent it to Wen Luo, dripping with cold sweat.

Lian Xiao checked his mobile phone, shook his hand and left as if he was satisfied or dissatisfied.

Li Chen heard the "bang" sound of the door being slammed shut, and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead without tears, "What's wrong with these two..."

Even if it's for fun, there's no need to have a small quarrel every three days, or a big quarrel every five days. Isn't this taking divorce as a joke...

"These two people are really getting more and more incomprehensible..."

Li Chen shook his head and said helplessly.

On the other side, Wen Luo just snorted coldly when he received the message, and didn't plan to reply after reading it blankly. He turned off his phone and lay down on his side, with his wrists hanging over his eyes, and a sound that sounded like comfort vibrato.

"Come here, is it finally over?"

The room was quiet, and no one would answer Wen Luo's words except Echo.

At some point, Wen Luo closed his eyes and fell into a drowsy sleep under the stimulation of alcohol.

This feeling was extremely solid.

When I woke up early the next morning, I vaguely remembered what Li Chen said.

Wen Luo turned to look at the alarm clock on the bedside cabinet, it was already 08:30 in the morning.

He got up in a panic, dressed and washed, and then rummaged through the boxes to find out his marriage certificate. With all the documents, Wen Luo looked at himself in a mess in the mirror, and went back to the original place when he was about to go out. .

"You can't let that bastard see me like this, or that fantasist will think I'm reluctant to leave him."

Wen Luo muttered, took out his razor, shaved off the excess beard, and then put hairspray on his hair, and even took out his most precious suit, he almost Not worn much.

The five-figure price is damn expensive, but he spent a lot of money to buy it, and he has been reluctant to wear it.

After tidying up everything, Wen Luo looked at the radiant man with sword-browed and star-eyed eyes in the mirror, patted his tender face with satisfaction, and left the room in satisfaction.

He was not afraid of being late, he used to always make him wait for Lian Xiao, but now that he finally had the opportunity to let Lian Xiao taste the ambiguity of waiting for someone, Wen Luo was also happy.

Anyway, punctuality or something, he didn't agree.

Before leaving, he knocked on the door of Leng Mengmeng's room next door, telling her to take her with him in the hotel obediently, and he was going out to do some errands.

Leng Mengmeng was very obedient, and without asking why, she agreed that she would obediently stay in the room and not go anywhere.

Wen Luo couldn't help sighing, this younger sister is so obedient that people can't help her, she is as soft as a glutinous rice dumpling, and she is also very sensible.

"Remember to stay obediently. Don't answer anyone who knocks on the door, and you can't open the door. If you have anything to do, you can use the landline in the room to call my mobile phone. You have memorized the number? If you are hungry, open it. Backpack, I put a lot of snacks for you..."

Wen Luo babbled on like an old mother for a long time, and Leng Mengmeng was also very patient, earnestly not interrupting Wen Luo's words at all, until the alarm clock jumped to 09:30, Wen Luo waved his hand and took a taxi. Civil Affairs Bureau.

If it weren't for someone who knew the truth, seeing him dressed in such a suit and leather shoes, capable and tidy, it seemed as if he was going to a large social event.

When getting in the car, the uncle driver was still speaking with a Sichuan accent, and asked in a ruffian way: "Young man, are you going on a blind date?"

Wen Luo held back a smile and shook his head.

I'm afraid this uncle would never guess that Wen Luo went to the Civil Affairs Bureau for divorce.