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"What happened today is my fault." The man's eyes only stayed on the title of the document for a few seconds, and he was indifferent to the signing pen that was about to be stuffed into his palm, as if he had no intention of accepting the divorce agreement.

Wen Changrong only raised his eyes to look at Qiao Xing: "Whatever you want, I can make it up to you."

"..."

The cold wind blows in from the window at the end of the corridor, and the wind blows the corners of the man's clothes that he has not had time to tuck into his trousers. Wen Changrong's eyes are so calm and calm, not like a man who has just cheated on him and offered to make amends, but more like It is a negotiator who has made some mistakes at work and is negotiating compensation with the partner.

"No compensation is needed." Qiao Xing said, "Just sign it."

"..." Wen Changrong was noncommittal, and only said, "I'm sorry, Qiao Xing, but this was an accident. Today is the last time Shen Qinlan and I met, so..."

"Is there any difference between you breaking up or being good?" Qiao Xing said, "You promised me that you would not have an affair with anyone, and now you have broken your original promise. This is the truth."

"..."

"Let's sign it." Qiao Xing sent the contract forward again.

The divorce agreement was directly on the man's waist, which seemed to reveal some of Qiao Xing's eagerness and impoliteness. Wen Changrong's lips were deeply pursed, and the eyebrows were raised slightly, showing a somewhat displeased expression.

"Qiao Xing..."

"signature."

"..."

Wen Changrong stood still.

Qiao Xing said: "If you do something wrong, you are doing something wrong. Regardless of the reason and process, as long as you do something wrong, you must be punished accordingly. Isn't this the code of conduct for you and your company for many years?"

"..."

"Sir, I remember that you paid the same fine as the employees for being late for one minute. You..."

"I should be punished for this matter, and I won't deny it." Wen Changrong's eyes fell on the divorce agreement in Qiao Xing's hand, and said, "But don't you think this...is too much?"

"...Excessive?"

"..." Wen Changrong didn't speak, but breathed out silently, and took the contract from Qiao Xing's hand.

"?" Qiao Xing let go of his hand without knowing why, and just when he was confused, he heard two sounds of 'shua shua', and the neatly bound divorce agreement was torn to pieces by the man in an instant, and then Wen Changrong let go easily, the paper The piece fell to the ground eloquently.

"..."

Unexpected, but not unexpected.

"Qiao Xing, you are so angry that you made an irrational decision." Wen Changrong said, "Go back to sleep. We will discuss how to deal with this matter tomorrow."

"...It doesn't matter if you tear this up, I still have ten copies." Qiao Xing obviously came prepared, he raised his head and looked at Wen Changrong for a moment, and asked seriously: "Tomorrow do you think I am calm?" Are you going to divorce me?"

"...Qiao Xing." Such a rare unyielding attitude made Wen Changrong's tone a little more angry.

"Will you divorce me?"

Qiao Xing asked again, his eyes were rare firm and unyielding.

Wen Changrong didn't know how many years had passed since the last time he raised his head like this and looked straight at him without flinching.

The man clenched his fists deeply, feeling a serious discomfort for some reason.

Wen Changrong finally released his clenched fist, took a deep breath, and patiently explained.

"I only did it with Qinlan because it was the last time we met, and I couldn't bear it for a while..." Speaking of this, the man seemed to realize that he was wrong, Wen Changrong pursed his lips, and said: "...I After finishing with him, there will be no more contact, this is not the same as looking for someone else outside, this is really the last time and the only time."

"..."

"It's true that I was wrong, but it's not to the point of divorce, Qiao Xing, if you..."

"So, you mean no divorce?"

"……Um."

"Okay," Qiao Xing sighed, "Then I'll go back to sleep."

"?"

Wen Changrong frowned deeply, feeling that Qiao Xing's change of topic was a bit inexplicable.

"Your temper is like this. It's not surprising that you tear up the agreement, and it's not surprising that you don't agree to the divorce." Qiao Xing said: "Instead of wasting time here, it's better to go back to sleep. You are right, we will solve the problem in a few days."

"..."

Wen Changrong didn't speak, Qiao Xing just pretended to be a man, turned around and walked towards the stairs.

It was already late at night, and although Qiao Xing's footsteps were very light, the sound of stepping on the wooden stairs was still loud, and it sounded empty.

There was no light on the lower floor, and the end of the stairs was dark, like the black mouth of a monster. Looking at Qiao Xing's abnormally calm back, and thinking of the phrase "come back in a few days", Wen Changrong seemed to have sensed something. Couldn't hold back the sound.

"Qiao Xing."

Qiao Xing stopped in his tracks: "Huh?"

"The so-called thing is only three." The man lowered his eyes slightly, probably because he hadn't said similar words a few times in his life, so there was a rare expression of irritability and embarrassment on his face: "I don't ask you to give me three chances." , but this is the first time, I promise there will be no second time."

"..." Qiao Xing was a little surprised that Wen Changrong would say something that seemed like a confession to stay.

But he didn't soften his heart, and answered without thinking: "I said it when you promised last time, and that is the last chance."

"...Qiao Xing, just because I'm with someone else doesn't mean I don't love you."

"I don't understand what you're saying."

"..."

Wen Changrong didn't say anything more. For a man, it was already the limit to say what he said just now.

Qiao Xing continued to walk down.

About to reach the corner of the stairs, there was darkness ahead, Qiao Xing tried to open his eyes wide to distinguish the steps under his feet, but heard Wen Changrong's voice again.

"Qiao Xing, you can come up with a complete divorce agreement just after something happened today. Did you prepare that agreement in advance?"

"……certainly."

"When?"

"Shortly after you promised."

"You were sure from the beginning that I couldn't do it?"

"Almost." Qiao Xing said: "Last time you said, we have been together for so long, you taught me a lot, but don't forget, I also understand you while you teach me, so... I know what will happen to you."

"..." Wen Changrong didn't speak any more.

The man's eyes fell over the layers of handrails and fell on Qiao Xing's cautious back, and then his gray pupils pressed slightly, and seemed to be a little darker.

……

The next day, Qiao Xing got up early.

Wen Chang had breakfast on the first floor, and when he saw him coming downstairs, he immediately greeted him with great concern, and then carefully looked at his face.

Last night was the first time in a long time that Qiao Xing said that he was going to sleep, and hoped that Wen Chang would not come to the room, so Wen Chang was very worried about him, and now he was trying to see if Qiao Xing stayed up all night.

——Actually, Qiao Xing just stayed up all night.

He came back too late last night, and he was really embarrassed to ask Wen Changze to tell him another story. At the same time, he was afraid that he would have nightmares in the middle of the night and disturb Wen Changze, so he stayed up all night.

"Young Master, don't look at it." Qiao Xing thought to himself that it took me an hour to put on makeup after waking up today, "I didn't have a nightmare last night."

"Well..." Wen Chang looked at him for a while, then nodded slowly, "Let's have breakfast."

"By the way, young master, I want to ask you a question..."

"what?"

"If I can't step into Wen's house in the future, and I have a very tense fight with Mr. Will you still contact me? That is... Can I make an appointment with you for dinner or something?"

"..." Wen Chang looked at him, and then at the folder he put on the corner of the table.

Wen Chang seemed to realize something, and opened his mouth to speak for a moment, but in the end the man in the wheelchair just closed his mouth again, and replied, "If you want, we can contact you anytime."

"That's good."

Qiao Xing bent his eyes, and a stone in his heart fell to the ground.

……

After finalizing the meeting time with the lawyer, Qiao Xing took the documents and drove to the court.

Qiao Xing guessed that Wen Changrong was unlikely to sign when he was drawing up the divorce agreement, so he asked the lawyer to write the divorce indictment. It happened to be a working day today, so he decided to go to the court to file a divorce lawsuit.

After all, nights are long and dreams are many.

The road is full of traffic. Today is a sunny day. There are many cars and pedestrians on the road. After taking a taxi, Qiao Xing sits in the passenger seat and looks at the scenery passing by the window. For some reason, he feels a sense of relief, but at the same time I also broke out a little sweat because of nervousness.

——This is the first time for him to go to court, and he still proposes a divorce, which is an 'unorthodox' thing.

He could imagine how angry Wen Changrong was when he received the court summons. He had already thought about it. After handing in the application, he would find a place to hide for a while, and then buy a miniature camera to take with him at all times, so that in case Wen Changrong What happened to him, he also has evidence.

Thinking like this, the car soon arrived at the gate of the court.

But when Qiao Xing got out of the taxi, a familiar black Bentley also came to the side of the road.

Qiao Xing wanted to turn around and run away, but Wen Changrong was faster than him. As soon as he turned around, the man quickly got out of the car and walked towards him. The black Bentley ran across the entrance.

"..." Qiao Xing stood still, and Wen Changrong walked up to him in a few steps.

The man is wearing a black suit today, with a half-thick long windbreaker draped over his shoulders to make his figure even more slender, and he looks quite stressed.

Wen Changrong's eyes fell on the folder in his hand, and he said, "Give it to me."

"……Do not."

"Qiao Xing."

"This is at the gate of the court. Are you going to grab something here?"

"..."

Wen Changrong didn't speak, and the two stood facing each other.

"Well," Wen Changrong replied with a normal expression after a long time: "Yes, at the gate of the court, I won't do anything to you."

"Then get out of the way."

"I don't hinder you from filing divorce proceedings, but I have to tell you that divorce is not a decision that will be made once it is filed. Except for extremely serious abuse or domestic violence, no court will judge divorce at the first instance, and at the second instance, you need to wait at least six months. .”

"..."

"You said yesterday that you understand me very well, so you should also know that you will make me very angry when you file for divorce."

"..."

The man's gray pupils reflected his face, like a cold object reflecting his appearance: "Six months, to be honest, I don't know what I will do to you, let alone we are still husband and wife, no matter you run away Wherever you go, I have the right to find you during these six months."

"Marriage does not mean that you can interfere with my freedom endlessly, I can sue you for illegal..."

"Then if I say, you stole my money and want to get divorced and run away?" Wen Changrong said: "A boss of a group worth hundreds of billions, the other half who was born as a foster child stole the money, even if there is no proof, the masses will believe it, right? "

"..."

"In six months, too many things can be destroyed, Qiao Xing."