See You Tonight, My Evil Husband

With that sentence, mu Xiaoran turned back to his desk, picked up two red books and put them into the lining pocket of his suit like treasures.

Then he left with a cold face.

Xiao Jing was furious, blaming, cursing and praying, but he forgot all about it.

This time, he gave everything back to her, her company, her property and her money.

Give it back to her.

Let her keep the money. It's all right. Just don't bother him anymore.

Back to jinseyuan.

Han Chen saw mu Xiaoran's face at a glance: "young master, lunch is ready. Would you like to eat some and go upstairs?"

He tore off his tie impatiently and threw the phone at his mobile phone: "all company calls will not be answered. In addition, jinseyuan refused her visit, understand?"

"Understand." Han Chen nodded: "would you like some?"

"I'm not hungry."

Looking at mu Xiaoran's lonely and sad back, Han Chen couldn't help frowning.

How did this happen?

The good young master and his mother regard each other as enemies, and even refuse to communicate with each other, as if they have a deep hatred.

In a short time, the young master disappeared, and Miss Jiang also left. The young master returned to his cold appearance in the past. He didn't talk and seldom ate. He got into his study as soon as he got home. He didn't even go back to his bedroom until late at night.

Not even the company now.

The warm and happy courtyard was instantly restored to a house without temperature. Except for the smell of rice, it was simply a cold cage.

The maid came out of the kitchen, looked at the second floor and asked, "housekeeper Han, don't you eat again?"

Han Chen shook his head and didn't speak.

This has happened countless times, and they dare not interfere too much, because the young master's cold eyes are really terrible.

In the study.

Wearing a thin white shirt, mu Xiaoran sat at his desk with a cigarette between his fingers. He looked deeply at the marriage certificate in front of him and the blank card stuck with adhesive tape. He was lost again.

So much preparation, after all, did not come in handy.

Past events flashed through his mind like silent films.

Until the cigarette burned out and there was a stabbing pain in his finger, he didn't return to his mind and press the cigarette end into the ashtray.

Then take a wine glass and drink a glass of scarlet liquid in one gulp.

One bottle soon bottomed out. He took another bottle of whisky from the wine rack. The red wine was too mild for his irritable mood.

It was not until two bottles of whisky were finished that he faintly fell on the sofa.

He doesn't remember how many times he drank. This feeling of being drunk or not is really bad. It seems to expand his missing for Jiang Shijin 10000 times. She will become air and penetrate into his eyes, nose, mouth, even skin, mind and heart.

The silent night is still snowing, as if the snow will never stop.

The door was knocked.

Before he could speak, Han Chen grabbed the door and entered, panting: "young master, Miss Jiang's phone, Miss Jiang's phone."

Mu Xiaoran quickly sat up and shook his head to wake himself up: "give it to me."

"Yes." Han Chen took three steps and two steps, and his face was full of joy.

Mu Xiaoran is even more so.

After more than ten rings, the phone finally connected: "hello."

At the other end, Jiang Shijin paused: "I thought you weren't going to answer my phone."

"No." he leaned softly on the sofa and leaned his head on the edge of the sofa to explore the most comfortable position, just like when he leaned in Jiang Shijin's arms.

But no matter how he looks, he can't find that comfort.

The sofa is a dead thing without temperature after all.

"Do you have time now? I have something to tell you." at that end, Jiang Shijin said calmly.

"Yes, you said."

I haven't heard her voice for a long time. Now it sounds so beautiful. Like a lark, it's crisp and gentle. People can't get tired of hearing it.

Mu Xiaoran held the mobile phone in one hand, closed his eyes and focused on the phone for fear of missing any words she said.

Originally, I was so satisfied just to hear her voice.

There was a brief silence on the phone.

"I thought you would let the lawyer contact me first. After waiting so long, why didn't you move?"

I came to talk about divorce.

The joy in Mu Xiaoran's heart was fleeting: "you're not in a hurry, what's my hurry." anyway, in this life, I only have you, whether you want me or not.

"Well, I'll do it. After drawing up the divorce agreement, I'll send you an electronic version for confirmation. If there's no problem, I'll sign and send it to you by international express. Please arrange the divorce certificate at that time."

Divorce agreement.

Divorce certificate.

Everything he had managed to get was in vain, and she left him after all.

"Are you back in France?"

For mu Xiaoran's answer, Jiang Shijin was briefly surprised: "yes."

Doesn't he know?