But he just has his own small company. Even if he sells the company, he can't raise 100 million.

"Mr. Xiao, if there's nothing wrong, I'll go back to accompany my wife. Goodbye." Zheng Junjie got up and left, but he listened to the man's voice behind him, low and lazy, "300 million."

"What?" Zheng Junjie turned.

"Yunkai and 300 million, you choose one." then Xiao Han stopped talking, picked up the coffee on the table and drank it slowly.

Late at night, Zheng Junjie stood in front of the window, smoking one cigarette after another.

Yunkai didn't sleep all the time. Although the window was open, the smell of smoke in the room was still very strong. She choked very hard. She simply sat up and leaned against the head of the bed.

"Junjie, let's get together and break up. I wish you and Xiaomi well." God knows how painful her heart is when she says these words. It's like being forcibly broken. It's dripping with blood and the pain makes her tremble.

Together for three years, although she can't say how unforgettable, she really loves him and wants to live with him all her life.

"Xiaokai, do you love me?" Zheng Junjie looked out of the window without looking back at her.

Love? Talk about love now? Don't you think it's late?

Yunkai pulled down the corners of his mouth and wanted to sneer, but he found that the muscles on his face were stiff and couldn't laugh.

When she met him, fell in love with him and married him, she didn't regret it at all. It's just a pity that she found that love can only exist in imagination, so that it won't be blasphemed. The reality is too cruel.

These days, she has never thought that such a thing would happen to her one day. Maybe it would be better for another woman, but why is it Sumi?

When were they together? Before or after marriage?

Are they together because of love, or because of physical needs?

Although she wanted to know the answers to many questions, she was unable to ask them.

Today, what is the significance of pursuing these?

She was tired, very tired, closed her eyes, and two lines of tears slid down her pale face. "Love..." paused and added, "but it's over."

Yes, it's over, and then everything about him will be slowly polished away by the time machine until there is no more memory about him in the memory.

Zheng Junjie's hand holding the cigarette trembled, and his face was already pale in the shadow.

"I know that I am no longer qualified to let you love me."

He put the cigarette between his fingers into his mouth and sucked it hard. The red hot cigarette end pressed on his palm and made a "Zizi" sound, but he didn't feel any pain at all.

Up to now, he is to blame. He is not qualified to cry pain.

But if everything could be done over again, he would not go that way. Unfortunately, without if, he didn't even have a chance to reform.

Obviously his wife, his woman, but now he wants to give up. Although he is unwilling, he has no choice.

Sometimes he thought, if he wasn't Zheng Junjie and wasn't born in the Zheng family, that would be great.

"I agree to divorce." I close my eyes and two lines of tears roll down my face. "I'll have a lawyer come tomorrow. You need to sign some information."

The next day, the divorce lawyer entrusted by Zheng Junjie came, but he didn't come.

Yunkai was in a very low mood. She was not in the mood to check what the lawyer asked her to sign, so she signed her name one by one, and then fell asleep.

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