Married on behalf of a famous family: Mr. Bo, get a divorce!

She snorted softly: "You just want to divorce me as soon as possible, as early as possible, you don't want to wait for a minute or a second."

Zheng Dongcheng, "..."

He raised his hand and squeezed the center of his brows: "If you must understand this way, I don't need to explain."

Bo Lin snorted lightly, opened the door of the apartment, and took a look at Zheng Dongcheng after she went in: "Please come in, Mr. Zheng."

The man didn't say anything, and walked in.

When Zheng Dongcheng sat down on the sofa, Bo Lin went to make him a cup of coffee, the instant kind.

She knew that Zheng Dongcheng never drank instant coffee, but she still gave him a cup of instant coffee, as if deliberately, but also unintentionally.

When the coffee cup was placed in front of the man, Zheng Dongcheng frowned.

He stared at Bo Lin: "I don't drink instant coffee."

"Oh, really?"

"After so many years of marriage, don't you know my habit?"

She smiled casually, and asked without answering: "We have been married for so many years, when did I care about your habits, don't you know?"

Zheng Dongcheng showed helplessness.

Bo Lin sat down opposite him, casually stirred the coffee in her hand, and smiled slightly: "Okay, Mr. Zheng, I think you should know me better than yourself. If you don't drink instant coffee or drink it, we will There is no need to discuss this issue too much, you know what I want to know most now, and I also know what you want most now is divorce, so let's just get what we need and save each other's money time."

After he heard her say these words, the corners of his mouth moved.

It was like an indifferent sarcasm, but it carried a bit of ambiguity that was difficult to judge.

Bo Lin was impatient, seeing that he had no intention of speaking, she put her coffee cup heavily on the coffee table: "I said Zheng Dongcheng, do you want to talk?"

Zheng Dongcheng let out a cold snort between his lips and teeth.

Immediately afterwards, he said, "You want to extract information from me, and you still don't give me a good face. Even taking a cup of coffee is instant coffee, which I don't like. Bo Lin, do you think I'm easy to talk to?"

The woman unconsciously gave him a serious look.

Then the red lips opened and closed: "I never thought Mr. Zheng you are easy to talk to, but I think you really want a divorce."

He smiled: "I really want to get a divorce, but since we have been in a stalemate for so long, I don't mind a longer stalemate. If Mrs. Zheng doesn't mind a piece of grass on her head, if Mrs. Zheng is not in a hurry to get I don't care about the relevant evidence that can bring down Bo Zhen."

After listening to what Zheng Dongcheng said, Bo Lin clenched her hands unconsciously by her side.

She chuckled and looked at the man: "Now you think you have what I want in your hands, so do you have the confidence?"

"Maybe, after all, because of the divorce, Mrs. Zheng, you have made things difficult for me."

"So, what exactly does Mr. Zheng want?"

His eyes fell on the tea table in front of him casually, to be precise, on the cup of coffee, and then the man opened his thin lips together and said, "My request is very simple, make me a cup of coffee."

Bo Lin smiled lightly.

After laughing, she looked at the man and nodded.

Immediately afterwards, she got up from the sofa, walked in front of Zheng Dongcheng, picked up the coffee cup on the coffee table, and showed him a charming smile.