The president's stand-in

All Qin Shizhun knew was that he was unwilling.

But, now, what's the use of forcing these?

It's time for him to let go.

For a moment, Qin Shizhun seemed to have a sudden epiphany.

This probably means that there is nothing more sad than death.

Looking at the tall, slender, but extremely indifferent figure standing under the warm yellow crystal lamp, Qin Shizhun took a deep breath, suppressed the last bit of love and hope in his heart, and picked up the cup on the table. Divorce agreement, "I promise you."

"Huh?" Si Kuanchi turned his head, as if a little surprised.

"I'll sign it now." Qin Shizhun lowered his head and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Go to the coffee table next to you.

For some reason, seeing him suddenly being so forthright and picking up the pen, Si Chanchi felt a burst of irritability for no reason, and the fire in his heart inexplicably became even more intense.

Unable to hold back the sarcasm, "You'd better be real and don't play any tricks."

Qin Shizhun's hand holding the pen paused for a moment, feeling that his heart was constricted and uncomfortable, as if all the strength in his body had been drained, he couldn't breathe.

He lowered his head and did not speak.

He wrote his name on it word by word.

Seeing that he didn't say a word, and didn't even read the divorce agreement, Si Yanchi clenched his fist slightly with veins twitching, and continued: "I won't treat you badly for the divorce compensation, three villas, and 5000 million, if you don't satisfy……"

"Give."

Before the man finished speaking, Qin Shizhun had already stood up. His eyes were a little dark, but he still tried his best to stand firm, handed him the signed agreement, and asked, "When are we going to the Civil Affairs Bureau?" ?”

Si Chanchi looked at him in astonishment.

The tone was a little sarcastic, "Are you in a hurry now?"

"I don't want it to be difficult for you. These years, if you are not happy, I am also having a hard time. I hope you will be happy when you are with the person you love." Qin Shizhun smiled softly at him.

Tears filled with tears.

However, he stubbornly endured it.

Si Yanchi frowned.

There was another burst of irritability in my heart for no reason.

In the past three years, he never seemed to have looked at his face seriously.

Only now did I realize that it was so small and so weak, as if it would break if squeezed.

Especially the lip that was bitten and almost bleeding at the moment, every time on the bed, when he couldn't stop but was annoyed why he lost control, he couldn't help kissing this mouth fiercely, making him cry, begging for mercy, and making him cry. He knows where he is wrong!

I want him to know how much he hates him and wants to tear him apart.

But now, he suddenly felt a little empty.

However, it was only for a moment.

"Really?" Si Yanchi was inexplicably angry, and suddenly pulled the divorce agreement out of his hand, "I will inform you of the divorce procedure later, when the time is fixed, don't make excuses for not coming. "

Qin Shizhun, "Okay, Young Master Si."

Si Yan and Zhang Jun's face froze, and a fire in his chest almost burst out uncontrollably.

However, he didn't say anything more, and slammed the door out with a "bang".

Qin Shizhun trembled and trembled in fright.

Looking at his receding back, his tears could no longer be controlled and fell drop by drop.

You can faintly hear the assistant whispering outside, "Master, are you going to Fenglin Restaurant? Master Haoyu is still waiting."

"Hmm." Si Yanchi's low voice came.

Qin Shizhun's heart throbbed, and his stomach, which had not eaten for a day, also convulsed.

He felt a bitterness rising from inside.