Scumbag regrets after divorce

"But what?" Yi Huajin couldn't hear what he said.

"Do you think I left you just because you said a few words to me?"

Yi Huajin really never thought about the specific reason, and she didn't know how deeply he hated herself.

He Su didn't give any explanation, but continued: "I'll keep you now, and let you know how wrong you were."

"Okay, I'll wait and see." Yi Huajin turned her back, still looking relaxed.

He walked straight out of room 202 with his pockets in his pockets, and his thin figure quickly disappeared from the sight of the two of them.

In the room, He Su suddenly picked up the painting left by Yi Huajin on the table, and tore it into pieces bit by bit, and the debris fell to the floor, one after another.

Even when tearing, his hands were shaking.

Finally, he blurted out three words: "Yi Huajin..."

……

After Yi Huajin left the company, she still couldn't help calling Ye Ze to ask him what was going on.

Ye Ze said on the phone: "He Su? I didn't ask him to interview you. He is quite busy and usually doesn't care about interviews."

Yi Huajin asked him: "He has a high status in your company?"

"Well, art director, although he usually only cares about art, but when I'm not around, I will hand over the management of the company to him. Why... did he embarrass you?"

"No, I'll just ask. I've passed the interview, so I just sign."

"Okay, that's fine."

After hanging up the phone, Yi Huajin finally understood that the person who was going to interview her might have been replaced by He Su, otherwise Ye Ze told her that she would definitely not know herself.

In other words, He Su deliberately targeted himself.

But he didn't want to file a complaint with Ye Ze, after all, nothing unexpected happened. Besides, since He Su can manage the company, Ye Ze must think highly of him, and he can't provoke the relationship between the two of them because of his personal grievances.

Not long after leaving the company, Yi Huajin quickly received an offer, and the arrangement was to start tomorrow.

But since he was going to work in another company, he had to tell Xiao Nan.

Xiao Nan has always been his personal assistant and has been with him for many years, but he is a "Feng Yi" person who has signed a contract.

But now I have nothing to do with "Feng Yi". For his future, I should draw a clear line with him, and I can't let him lose his job because of me.

Xiao Nan was crying on the phone, Yi Huajin didn't know how to comfort others, but she also felt very uncomfortable, after all, she was the one who followed her all the time.

In addition to informing Xiao Nan that he would no longer work for "Feng Yi", he also called Feng Ling.

Yi Huajin seldom calls Feng Ling, one is that he is always busy, and the other is that he has no place in his heart, so he may not answer when he calls.

Therefore, unless the sky is falling, Yi Huajin will not take the initiative to find Feng Ling.

But this time, Feng Ling answered almost instantly.

"Hello, Shao Feng." Yi Huajin was as polite as if he was making a business call.

"I have something to say." Feng Ling's voice didn't sound cold, but it was vaguely heartless.

"I just want to ask you how the divorce agreement is going. I'm waiting to sign it."

"Divorce?" Feng Ling sneered on the phone: "What are you thinking Xiao Jin, I love you so much, why would I be willing to divorce you?"

Yi Huajin really wanted to call him a "scumbag", but held back.

He continued without changing his face: "If you don't mention it, I will."

Just after saying this sentence, he didn't expect the other party to suddenly yell without warning: "Yi Huajin, that's all you want to get a divorce, right?"

Feng Ling's furious voice pierced her eardrums, and Yi Huajin still acted indifferently: "Feng Ling, I don't want any of your property for a divorce, and I won't go around telling you what you did, you want to protect you I will grant you a good reputation, even if you don’t love me, at least you are kind... Originally, I wanted to spend the rest of my life paying you back, but if you don’t need it, I’ll see you later.”

"What you said is really righteous, Yi Huajin, but if I were a dog that has been raised for ten years, I would not be as ruthless as you. If I say get out, get out."

Yi Huajin simply admired his logic, he actually has the face to say that he is ruthless? !

But nothing more than businessmen are selfish, especially Feng Ling - rather teach me to blame the world, don't teach the world to blame me.

"So... In fact, I'm just a dog in your heart, right?"

Feng Ling replied, "Not even a dog."

Yi Huajin listened to these ruthless words, but smiled lightly and did not refute: "That's fine."

"At least a dog can lick, what can you do?" Feng Ling's voice was so cold that it froze.

"What do you mean lick?"

Feng Ling was silent on the phone for a while, then suddenly said: "I know you are in pain every time, and you are forcing yourself to cater to me."

Yi Huajin never expected that he was driving in such a hurry.

But everyone is an adult, and they are old couples. Yi Huajin didn't shy away too much, and said following his words: "If you like flirtatious things, will I let you find them?"

"Then why were you able to endure and make do with it before, but not now?"

Yi Huajin was really defeated by him, he is simply a model representative who has been up and running.

"Young Master Feng, you have already brought someone home, what do you think if you want him to be big and I'm small?" Yi Huajin's words were full of mockery of Feng Ling's actions.

"Hehe." Feng Ling laughed dryly, and then resumed his previous voice: "As expected of my wife, she can speak quite well."

"Too bad it won't be any time soon."

"That's not necessarily true. I have the final say on whether this marriage can be divorced. As long as I don't sign it, it's useless for you to file a divorce lawsuit."

Not to be outdone, Yi Huajin confronted him, "If I remember correctly, it was you who said you were going to throw the divorce agreement in my face. This is the second time I've reminded you, big business boss If you can’t speak, it doesn’t count, right? Doing business should be based on honesty.”

"You are not my business object, you are my commodity at best."

After hearing these words, Yi Huajin felt nothing but endless pain and sorrow in her heart.

Knowing that he would definitely say that, knowing that he would feel uncomfortable when he heard it.

The tear that fell last time is unforgettable, and I managed to sew up this broken heart bit by bit with needles, but Feng Ling tore apart the stitches that were so hard to sew again, which was not enough , he made another slap in the face.

Yi Huajin said softly, "Fengling...you can hurt me unscrupulously, but I...can't do anything to make you dissatisfied."

"Yi Huajin, I gave you everything, can you put away your arrogant posture and lower your head a little? Do I owe you anything!"

He doesn't owe himself, but he doesn't owe him either!

"Who is arrogant, you have to figure it out! You gave me everything, but without me, you can get to this point?"

"I registered the company, I invested in it, and I was working hard. What have you done? Didn't you just draw a few pictures? It's no different if I ask someone else to draw this picture. Drawing it for you is also flattering you!"

"Okay, fine." Yi Huajin also didn't want to continue to quarrel with him endlessly, only those who love each other have the meaning of quarreling, and those who don't love each other will only make things difficult for themselves.

Feng Ling waited on the phone for a long time, but before Yi Huajin could say anything, he finally opened his mouth first: "Why didn't you talk, and felt wronged?"

Yi Huajin changed the subject directly: "No divorce...what's the point of procrastinating like this?"

"Of course it's to make you regret betraying me, regret it so much that you want to die~" Feng Ling's voice softened, as if coaxing a lover.

He is very good at saying the most ruthless words in the most gentle tone, and Yi Huajin can't understand his character very well - he has a black belly to the extreme.

"How about you..."

Feng Ling's deep voice continued to come from the phone, but Yi Huajin hung up the phone before he finished speaking.

He didn't want to hear a word from him anymore.