He had to be 100% sure that Tang Mian had nothing to do with Feng Yan.
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the next day.
Spurred by her biological clock, Tang Mian opened her eyes.
The early morning sunlight shines through the gaps in the curtains on the bed, leaving a few mottled shadows.
The soreness in her body reminded her of sporadic scenes from last night...
What a hell!
Fu Liangyuan's face was so charming that it attracted her to do some uncontrollable actions every time.
Anyway, this is the last time, and it will never happen again!
Tang Mian grabbed the pajamas hanging nearby and put them on. He looked up at the clock on the wall. It was exactly six o'clock now.
There was a faint sound of running water in the bathroom.
It was Fu Liangyuan taking a bath.
This man wakes up at half past five every day, and spends half an hour browsing some messages on his phone, sorting them according to priority.
After the processing is completed, at 5:55, Fu Liangyuan will enter the bathroom to take a shower on time.
His daily schedule is very regular, like a robot that has been programmed in advance to do specific things at specific times and end on time, exactly.
And he would come out of the bathroom at 6:20, so Tang Mian still had about fifteen minutes to print out a divorce agreement.
As long as Fu Liangyuan signs, the relationship between them will be completely over!
Tang Mian walked to the computer desk, turned on the computer, and opened the software. There were exactly fifteen minutes left.
Her fingers were tapping on the keyboard, and she had clearly written down all the contents of the divorce agreement.
Fu Liangyuan proposed the divorce, and he had someone prepare the divorce agreement.
Tang Mian has a photographic memory. After reading the divorce agreement, she could clearly remember what was written on it, right down to where there were spaces and where there were horizontal lines, and every word was missed.
She copied the divorce agreement perfectly from memory, and when she finished the last sentence, Fu Liangyuan just opened the bathroom door.
Tang Mian had already started printing, and the sound from the printer was particularly noticeable in the quiet morning.
"What are you fighting for?" Fu Liangyuan asked.
Just as the man was drying himself off in the bathroom, he heard the faint sound of typing outside.
That speed is very fast, almost comparable to a person like him who operates computers every day.
Tang Mian did not speak, but put his hand on the paper output of the printer.
A piece of paper with black fonts came out and landed on Tang Mian's palm.
Fu Liangyuan only wore a white bathrobe, and the crossed necklines were a bit low, revealing a smooth and white muscle on his chest.
Fu Liangyuan's face, which had just come out of the bath, was fair and clean, and there seemed to be faint water vapor coming out, which neutralized the coldness on his face, making it appear softer and moisturized.
Tang Mian was almost seduced by the man's beauty again.
She calmed down and hooked her hand with Fu Liangyuan, her smile was bright and bright, and she was cute and cute.
Fu Liangyuan was stunned. In the morning, Tang Mian had no makeup on her face, and her face was beautiful and flawless. Her long, disheveled hair was a bit messy, but it did not affect any of the woman's sense of beauty. Instead, she looked a bit lazy.
She took out a signature pen, quickly signed her name on the divorce agreement, and then immediately handed the paper to Fu Liangyuan.
"You can sign now."
Fu Liangyuan frowned, picked up the paper and took a look.
It turned out to be a divorce agreement.
The man's expression changed instantly, and he was about to throw away the agreement, but as if he had discovered something, he quickly scanned all the contents.
His face became more serious, and he took one last look at Tang Mian's computer, which had not yet been turned off. There was a bit of solemnity and confusion between his eyebrows.