Chapter 300 Should She Sign the Divorce Agreement?
Ling Yanyan sat next to him and leaned on his shoulder, "The night is so beautiful tonight."
"What do you want to say again?" Feng Zhiming patted her face.
"Can you please stop thinking too much?" Ling Yanyan said dissatisfiedly, even if there was, he would be unhappy if he didn't say it!
Feng Zhiming raised his eyebrows slightly, "Really? What will you say to me later?"
"If you don't say it, don't say it!" Then just use it.
Ling Yanyan opened the floor-to-ceiling windows, walked to the balcony, and sat on the white plastic hollow chair on the balcony. The coolness of the evening came, and she crossed her arms over her chest.
In less than a minute, Feng Zhiming walked out with a thick coat, "It's cold outside." He put the coat on her body.
"But, the air is very good, and it looks beautiful!" Ling Yanyan tightened her clothes. In this moonlight, leaning against him, she wished that time would stop.
Feng Zhiming put his arm around her waist, letting her somewhat cold body press against his, spreading warmth to her.
"Okay! It's too cold outside, go back to the room!" Feng Zhiming didn't like her appearance. He was clearly in her arms, but her heart seemed to be far away.
"Zhi Ming, just a little while longer, okay?" Ling Yanyan obviously wanted to hold back the tears in her eyes, but they still fell without any spine.
"No!" Feng Zhiming directly picked her up by the waist and walked into the room. He freed up a hand and pushed it gently, and the floor-to-ceiling window closed automatically.
Ling Yanyan buried her face in his chest and wrapped her slender arms around his neck.
The two of them were lying on the big bed hugging each other, and the whole room was filled with his scent.
It wasn't until Feng Zhiming fell asleep that Ling Yanyan got up from the bed, walked into the study, turned on the computer, and clicked on her mailbox. Sure enough, it was an unread email. She downloaded the attachment and it turned out to be a divorce agreement.
Book.
Does Ji Yunjun really want to do this? He actually asked her to sign a divorce agreement!
Suddenly a new email came in. After Ling Yanyan clicked it, it was still from Ji Yunjun: Yanyan, don't let me down. I think you will sign it for Feng Zhiming. I'll wait for you at the villa tomorrow.
He was certain that Ling Yanyan would sign this agreement for Feng Zhiming.
Should she sign it?
Ling Yanyan finally printed out the divorce agreement and put it in a drawer.
Walking back to the room, she looked at Feng Zhiming who was sleeping soundly. She didn't sleep all night, just looked at him by the moonlight. She wanted to keep him in her heart deeply and never forget him for a moment until dawn.
rise.
Feng Zhiming's hand around her waist stopped, Ling Yanyan closed her eyes, felt him kiss her forehead gently, and then gently got out of bed.
It wasn't until he walked into the bathroom that Ling Yanyan opened her eyes, turned over, and lay in his position. His breath was still there.
Feng Zhiming came out of the shower, looked at Ling Yanyan, and shook his head helplessly, "This sleep is getting more and more unreliable." He pulled the quilt for her again.
She turned around and walked to the door, "Zhi Ming." Ling Yanyan stopped him, got off the bed, and walked towards him, "You will be very happy, right?"
"What's wrong? Why is it weird? Do you have something to say to me?" Feng Zhiming's hand gently touched her face, and her bright black eyes lost their original look, with a faint look.
Melancholy.
"Zhi Ming, no matter where I am, I only love you." Ling Yanyan looked into his dark eyes, and her figure was reflected.
"I love you too, be good, have a good rest at home, and wait for me to come back in the evening." Feng Zhiming kissed her lips and prepared to leave.
And Ling Yanyan's hands tightly hugged his waist, "Let me hug him again." She didn't dare to imagine what the outcome would be in the future, so she just let her linger a little longer.
After a long time, Ling Yanyan let go of her hand and said, "Goodbye, husband." She stood on tiptoes and covered his sexy thin lips with her pink lips, which was a farewell kiss.
Feng Zhiming kissed the tears on her face, "Why are you still so crying? If you cry again, I won't love you anymore." A sweet and gentle threat.
"Okay, I won't cry. From now on, you just need to remember my smile, okay?" Ling Yanyan concealed the sadness in her eyes and unfolded a charming smile.
Feng Zhiming picked her up and let her lie down on the bed, "If you sleep a little longer, I'll see the dark circles under your eyes." He stroked her face distressedly and walked out of the room.
Ling Yanyan stood up and looked out of the floor-to-ceiling window, watching him drive away from the villa in the black car. The tears she was holding back, like broken pearls, slid down her face and dropped to the ground.
After a long time, Ling Yanyan turned around and looked at everything in the room. She was used to it, but she had to leave.
She takes nothing with her and can't take anything away, not even her heart.
I walked into the study and took out the agreement from the drawer. Without reading the content, just those few words could break my heart.
Tears fell silently, and big teardrops fell on the paper. I don't know how long it was silent like this, but Ling Yanyan still picked up the pen and signed her name with a slightly trembling hand.
He placed the divorce agreement in front of the dressing table in the bedroom, took a deep breath, and left the room.
"Yanyan, are you going out? Ask the driver to take you there." Yang Yunfang saw Ling Yanyan wearing a light purple dress.
Ling Yanyan hugged Yang Yunfang and said, "Mom." Don't blame me, and don't hate me.
Yang Yunfang patted her back and said, "Yanyan."
"Mom, I'm fine," Ling Yanyan wiped the tears from her eyes and smiled.
"Silly boy, I'll let the driver drive." Yang Yunfang said to her.
"Mom, no need. I'll go by car myself." Ling Yanyan smiled and said, "Mom, if I'm busy, I'll be back very late. You don't have to wait for me."
After he finished speaking, he kissed his son beside him, "Chenchen, Mommy is sorry for you, don't hate Mommy."
He turned around and left the hall, almost running out of the villa.
Ling Yanyan did not take a car, but just walked on the road. After walking for a long time, she was tired. She was not only tired, her feet were tired, but her heart was even more tired. She squatted on the side of the road. Suddenly a taxi stopped beside her.
, "Miss, do you want to take a car?"
Ling Yanyan raised her head and nodded. No matter if she lingered any longer, she decided to leave. She got into the car and gave the driver Ji Yunjun's villa address.
Standing at the door of the villa, Ling Yanyan did not go in. She just stood. The luxurious villa in front of her was like a hell, like a cage that imprisoned her. Once she went in, she might not be able to get out.
Ji Yunjun was sitting on the sofa in the living room, and the ashtray in front of him was full of cigarette butts, but there was still a cigarette between his slender fingers.
"Master, Miss Ling has been standing outside the villa for an hour. Do you want to invite her in?" Uncle Chen asked, standing next to the sofa.
Ji Yunjun shook his head, "No, let her come in by herself." Ever since Ling Yanyan got out of the car, he knew that she was coming, but she had been outside and had not entered the villa.
"Yes, Master." Uncle Chen exited the living room.
****** Dear friends, I will update one chapter first, and the other one will be updated a little later...