When Song Zhihuan came out of the detention center, the first thing she did when she got home was to submit a divorce agreement to He Yanzhou.
"He Yanzhou, let's get a divorce."
"The child is gone, we have no custody disputes, and the property division is all divided by lawyers. I don't ask for any more. Once the signature is signed and the divorce cooling-off period is over, we will have nothing to do with it."
Song Zhihuan's eyes were dim and he was numb and calm when he spoke.
As soon as her voice fell, He Yanzhou didn't even respond. He just glanced at it with his peripheral vision and signed his name on it with a big wave of his hand.
During the signing process, he did not forget to coax Yu Lian.
"Your stomach still hurts? Just stand there and wait for me. I'll go down to pick you up right away."
"Okay, okay, don't hang up the phone, I'll always be with you."
After signing, he hurriedly picked up his windbreaker. Only when he left did he think of something, and it was difficult to see Song Zhihuan out of the corner of his eye.
"I just got out of the detention center, so hurry up and wash away your bad luck."
"From now on, work contracts can be put directly into the study instead of showing them to me one by one to sign. Please, Xiao Lian is back. I went downstairs to pick her up, but she is still staying at our house. I will not allow poisoning to happen again."
"Did you hear that clearly?"
Until the person left, Song Zhihuan's eyes always stayed on the divorce negotiations.
Wrong, and a little ironic.
After five years of marriage, He Yanzhou didn't even know that he was still warning her not to hurt another woman.
But it doesn't seem to be important to worry about these, since the ending will not change anyway.
He doesn't care either.
