The Divorce Is Invalid

"What?" Luo Juntian was stunned and raised his voice.

Tang Nuanyang ignored him lazily, opened the door and walked into the room. Now she was tired and just wanted to close her eyes.

"I ask you, you're deaf." Luo Juntian pulled her arm from behind, and there was a killing opportunity on her green eyes.

"I said I would go with my lover. Did you hear me clearly?" Tang Nuanyang narrowed her eyes, said loudly and forcefully. She was too wronged, too wronged, and the mood of resistance broke out in an instant.

Luo Juntian worked hard and almost broke her bone. The black storm gathered in his green eyes. "Tang Wenyang, do you want to die?" he waited for her here for a long time, worried about whether she would bleed to death, but she said openly that she had gone on a date with her lover. It's really kind!

His furious anger made her feel happy. She felt that she shouldn't have pushed the man away and gave Luo Juntian a green hat just now.

"Why did you let me die, just let you find a lover, and don't you allow me to be romantic and happy?" she sneered, her eyes full of sadness.

Luo Juntian pulled her body and his eyes were bloodthirsty. "Just because you are a dog brought back by our Luo family, what do you think you are and dare to be on an equal footing with me? If your dead father hadn't saved my grandfather, you wouldn't even be qualified to lift my shoes with your humble birth." the low, gloomy and strange voice was as terrible as death.

His anger peaked and his words were extremely vicious.

Tang Wenyang's heart was hit hard. "Luo Juntian, you devil." she raised her hand and waved wildly to his face. He could ignore her, insult her and scold her, but how could he say that about her father? I don't know if this is an injury that she can't touch in her heart.

Luo Juntian easily blocked her hand and clamped "Tang Wenyang, I will destroy everything you care about. Remember, you have no right to resist from the day you step into Luo's door." after that, he pushed her away.

A stumble, Tang Nuanyang fell to the ground. She sat there, tears swirling in her eyes, but her expression was incomparable perseverance.

Don't cry, don't cry,,,

Luo Juntian didn't want to say such vicious words. Who made her angry? Looking at the woman on the ground, he raised his arm slightly to her and tried to pull her up for a long time. Finally, he hung his hand and walked out of the room proudly.

Tang Wenyang sat there and vaguely heard him say "Jinli, I'll go back to my room right away and wait for me".

Lying on the ground, tears finally flow.

******

Through the small garden, Tang Nuanyang took out the key to open the door and entered the house. It was over and finally over. This week was like boiling in hell.

Put down your luggage, take off your coat, take a bath, boil water, make yourself a cup of lavender tea, wear a loose shirt and sit on the swing in the courtyard for an hour.

For so many years, she is used to drinking tea, sleeping alone, smiling alone, dazing alone. Her life is so free and lonely!

Gently exhaled, looked up and smiled at the sun.

10 days later, she was driving home. The mobile phone on the console rang. She pressed the Bluetooth in her ear "Hello, I'm Tang Nuanyang".

"Young madam, the master is seriously ill. He asked you to pack up and go home immediately.".

Tang Nuanyang nearly hit the isolation belt with a bang in his head.