There is a city in my heart, and you are my star.
------Lu Zicheng
"Sign it!" The man's decisive tone refused to refuse, as if the person standing in front of him was not his wife who had been married for more than two years.
Xia Zhixing felt like she was filled with bitter water. She knew that this marriage, which was originally a conspiracy, had to end at this time, so all she could choose was to sign with a smile or sign with tears.
She quickly bent down to pick up the pen, signed her name on the divorce agreement he had signed, and then smiled at him: It's hard for you to perform for so long!
He sneered noncommittally.
She turned around and left. The marriage that seemed to be a match made in heaven for more than two years only brought her the decline of the family and the sudden death of her grandfather.
And, the little life in the belly.
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Time flies, but he is still the descendant of God standing on the clouds.
And she, nestling next to the youngest mayor in the country, smiled and nodded at him, then walked past him with a big belly...