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Yang Rong unhurriedly put down the cup of steaming black tea in her hand and got up.

Proud, such as bright fiery red, gorgeous eyes.

Between the brows, the spirit and spirit can be seen at a glance.

A pair of glowing eyes, with stars hidden in them, gave birth to light.

It's completely different from the lifeless old man in the past!

"Let's go, Zhiyuan, I'm ready!"

"Have you already settled the divorce agreement?"

The corner of Su Zhiyuan's mouth curled up, took out the file bag, and shook it at Yang Rong: "Of course, it's right here."

Yang Rong took a deep breath: "Okay! Let's go!"

"Shall we go too?"

Sikong and Yang Ming stood up worriedly and said.

"You don't want to go, we are going to divorce, not to fight, just let the child Zhiyuan go with me."

"There are too many people, but it will be troublesome."

Yang Rong shrugged and refused.

"Don't worry, Uncle, Uncle Yang, with me here, I will take care of grandma's safety, what are you afraid of?"

Su Zhiyuan blinked at the two of them.

"Mr. Su, that's not what I meant..."

Yang Ming quickly wanted to explain.

"Oh, well, since Mom and Zhiyuan have made up their minds, Uncle Yang, I don't think we need to say more, they won't change their minds."

"Then... I'll leave it to you guys, go and come back early."

Sikong patted Yang Ming's shoulder and winked at Yang Ming.

Since it was decided by these two people.

There is no need to say anything.

There is no point in saying more.

"Okay, let's go, Grandma."

"kindness!"

The two left immediately.

Not even a driver.

Su Zhiyuan personally drove Yang Rong there.

Yang Ming and Sikong stood at the door, watching the car disappear from sight, Yang Ming sighed lightly.

"Well, I don't know if it can be resolved smoothly. According to your father's temperament... I'm afraid he will make things difficult for your mother and Mr. Su."

"Don't worry, this child Zhiyuan has a sense of propriety, and Mom is no longer the woman that Dad controlled in the past."

"Believe them, they will come back well, we are here, let's do what we should do."

Hearing this, Yang Ming turned his eyes slightly: "Sikong, you have really grown up."

Sikong couldn't help laughing: "What are you talking about, Uncle Yang, I'm already over 40 years old, and I'm still growing up, and I'm already mature."

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When passing by a mall.

Yang Rong looked at her makeup in the mirror, and suddenly seemed to think of something.

"Zhiyuan, let's stop at this shopping mall."

Su Zhiyuan stopped by the side of the road, a little surprised: "En? What's the matter? Grandma?"

"I always feel that my current makeup is the same as before."

"To see that old man this time, I have to change my style, which symbolizes that I bid farewell to the past and regain my new life!"

After hearing Yang Rong's words, Su Zhiyuan glanced behind him.

Yang Rong is wearing an attire in the style of the Republic of China today, with white hair on her temples, like water and tenderness, just like the most proud, most charming, and most temperamental rose in Shanghai Bund in the last century.

It matches Yang Rong's face, skin, and temperament very well.

It's like walking out of a book or a painting, the most honorable lady.

Gentle and lovely, with a compelling temperament.

indeed.

If it was at the Si family, Yang Rong would have always dressed like this.

There have never been other outfits.

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