Scumbag regrets after divorce

He walked out of the gate arrogantly with his pockets in his pockets, laughing contemptuously as he walked, he wanted to walk out of this hellish home with a smile, let alone let that scumbag look down upon him!

However, the feeling in my heart can deceive others, but not myself.

No matter how many times she was hurt, or even if she told her about the divorce, she couldn't erase the feelings that she could never let go of.

Yes, still love.

If you don't love, why not pretend to be strong and insist on walking out with a smile.

Would you still care about crying in front of his eyes?

The most ironic thing is that, talking about divorce, she still wears that shiny diamond ring on her hand, which was taken off a long time ago, and she still wears it foolishly.

Same as xx.

Yi Huajin walked to the outside door, unexpectedly Ye Ze hadn't left yet, his nosebleed had stopped, so he should be fine.

Ye Ze leaned against the car door and seemed to be waiting for someone. When he saw Yi Huajin coming out, he went up to meet him anxiously, and asked with concern, "Did he do anything to you? Do you want to call the police?"

"It's okay." Yi Huajin walked around him coldly and got into the car.

Ye Ze also sat in, closed the car door, and soon received an order from Yi Huajin: "Go to your company."

"how……?"

Yi Huajin replied to him lightly: "Suddenly I figured it out, and I should get out of my comfort zone."

You still have to learn the things of young people, otherwise it will be too late to adapt after being completely abandoned by Feng Ling.

Ye Ze didn't expect him to agree, and was quite surprised: "Really?"

"Well, I just happened to be fine recently."

"Okay, but there is one thing... because my company took over the package, it is not appropriate to transfer it to an individual. You need to set up a studio, otherwise it does not conform to the process."

"What kind of studio?" Yi Huajin is an idiot when it comes to making money and running a business, and he doesn't have the heart to be a boss.

"It's that kind of personal studio. It's similar to a small company. Those who need to register must have an account."

Yi Huajin's head got dizzy after hearing this: "Put me under your company's name."

"That's fine, but you have to sign a labor contract with my company..."

"Hmm..." Yi Huajin was hesitating, he never signed contracts with others, he was too unfree.

Ye Ze also saw his embarrassment, but he didn't force it: "Well... why don't you sign it first, after your first picture is over, how much money they give me, I'll just pass it on to you."

"But if you don't sign it... you won't have the right to sign it. You can only write that it was produced by our company." Ye Ze then explained the disadvantages.

Yi Huajin has never been interested in drawing pictures for money. If her pictures cannot have her own name and have no copyright, then what's the point of drawing them?

Isn't this just begging from the client?Isn't it an insult to art?Even if he starved to death, he would not do such lowly things!

If he had done this before, he would never have accepted it, but at this juncture, Feng Ling's actions had irritated him, and he didn't want to be beaten to death by Feng Ling before begging him for mercy. If so, he would rather lose his freedom.

"I'll sign it!" He replied decisively.

"Okay!" Ye Ze didn't expect that he would be willing to sign with his own company, as if favored by the goddess of luck, he was so excited and at a loss: "Oh, Yishen... I recruited Yishen, this will make me brag for a year, no! ten years!"

If it weren't for the upbringing problem, Yi Huajin would definitely give him a blank stare. He is exaggerating after being an old classmate, just like those little fans.

"But..." Ye Ze paused, "You have to go through an interview process."

"Interview?" Yi Huajin thought that she was already in her early thirties, and she was a little unhappy that she had to have an interview like a young man.

"No, no, you are the default, it's just a process, just sign it, nothing else."

Yi Huajin muttered in dissatisfaction: "There are too many things to do in the company."

Wanting to delay, wanting to delay, "Be considerate."

Yi Huajin looked out the window casually, and responded with complicated emotions: "Okay, I can do whatever I want."

No way?

Is there a way out?

"Does the company provide dormitories?" After a long time, he asked lightly again.

"Dormitory?" Ye Ze was a little puzzled: "Aren't you going to live at home?"

"No return."

"What's the matter, is it Fengling him..."

Yi Huajin had lost his dignity, and interrupted him impatiently: "Don't ask!"

Ye Ze has never seen Yi Huajin lose his composure, he has always been an elegant beauty, never yelling or interrupting others, but this time, he only mentioned Feng Ling.

Sure enough, they both had problems.

How easy it is to guess, Feng Ling doesn't love Yi Huajin, others may not be able to see it, as a classmate for so many years, how could he not be able to see it.

So Ye Ze didn't ask any more questions.

……

With a sound of "tearing—" the refrigerator door was opened.

An Ruixuan took two ice packs from the freezer, closed the door and walked towards the sofa.

Feng Ling lowered his head on the sofa and smoked, either mint flavored cigarettes or ordinary cigarettes, and his cheeks on both sides were already swollen.

In fact, the two slaps he slapped Yi Huajin were useless at all, and they would definitely disappear in 10 minutes, but the two slaps Yi Huajin gave were [-]% forceful, and they were still slaps on one side.

Yi Huajin has practiced before, not only her feet are very strong, but also her hands are not weak. It may take a week to get rid of these two slaps.

The corner of Feng Ling's mouth was still bleeding, he wiped the blood with his thumb, took the ice pack from An Ruixuan, and was about to take it out, but An Ruixuan held his hand down: "Let me do it."

An Ruixuan covered his body, covered Feng Ling's injured face with a cold ice pack in both hands, his hands were pale and pale from the cold: "Is it better?"

Feng Ling held his hand: "It's too cold, I can do it myself."

"No, I'll do it."

Since An Ruixuan insisted, Feng Ling did not refuse again.

An Ruixuan covered it for a while, then sighed faintly: "Didn't you tell me that he liked you very much? He also called liking, and he was so ruthless."

Feng Ling looked at the slowly burning cigarette in his hand, the lingering smoke blurred his vision and also his heart.

"like……"

"He asked you for a divorce, why didn't you agree?" An Ruixuan asked again.

Feng Ling threw away the cigarette tail between his fingers, stretched his arms and put them on the back of the sofa behind him, and smiled slightly: "Why do you let him go like that? I've raised him for so long, and it would be cheaper for him to leave as soon as he said he?"

An Ruixuan listened to his explanation, noncommittal.

He probably understood what Feng Ling meant, but he might still be afraid of getting divorced. The reputation of cheating would fall on him and make him look bad.

And Yi Huajin is obviously not a doormat to be messed with.

Feng Ling gently held An Ruixuan's cold hand, tilted his head and chuckled lightly: "The Internet is terrible, human nature is ugly...he has been staying in his comfort zone all these years and not learning to grow up, so— —”

"It's still my good husband, come and teach him yourself!!"