Lan Xu pushed the divorce agreement in front of Fang Ziheng with a smile on her face. The smile made Fang Ziheng feel like throwing something. It was a small sense of accomplishment for Lan Xu, who had such a self-controlled temperament, to be forced into this.
"Look at your expression! Don't be angry! I remember you explained the meaning of the word lease to me when I signed this thing. After this year of personal experience, I can not only understand it, but thank you for this, Mr. Fang!" Lan Xu said this with a smile on his eyes. She leaned forward slightly and handed a pen to Fang Ziheng. He looked into Fang Ziheng's eyes with peach blossoms, as if asking Fang Ziheng to compromise.