"Brother, sister-in-law, have you both thought about it? Do you really want to divorce?"
Hearing Mo Tianqiong's voice, Jing Shen looked at the expressionless man across from him, and now he was more sure of his thoughts.
"Yes, I have already thought about it."
Hearing this, the man raised his eyes and glared at the woman opposite, as if there was sand entering his eyes, as if it was stinging.
After choking, he said coldly: "Think about it!"
"..." Mo Tianqiong shook his head helplessly and put out the divorce agreement in his hand.
"Then...sign it!"
Jing Shen picked up the pen first. His hand was shaking so much that he felt weak when facing the line where the woman signed. She couldn't bear to sign her name. However, she had no choice. If she didn't get a divorce, he would be hurt.
After hesitating for a moment, she engraved her name heavily.
Seeing that the woman signed her name Jing Shen, the man's eyes went dark, and the whole world went dark with him.
She was so heartless. A one-year relationship between husband and wife was nothing in her eyes. It was just a quarrel, and she actually left them right away.
The man's heart went cold. He got angry, picked up a pen, and scrawled the three characters "Mo Tianyao" on the man's side.
Just like that, they left!
In an apartment of less than 100 square meters, Jing Shen dragged his suitcase and looked at her and his love nest again and again.
There was such an obvious severe pain in my heart.
She knew that she couldn't bear to leave this home and leave him, but if she didn't draw a clear line with him, he would be hurt.
She choked, tears still falling from her eyes.
My nose was sour and my throat was dry and astringent, which was worse than eating a fly.
No matter how reluctant she is, it's time for her to leave.
Dragging her suitcase to the door, she couldn't help but look back at their home, wanting to take in everything in the house, so that even if she left, she would still miss him in the future.
"Farewell, home, Tianyao. If there is another life, I am still willing to be your wife, wash and cook for you, and bear children for you. In this life, we have no share. Goodbye!"
Trying to control the uncomfortable tumbling and reluctance in her heart, she reached out and pinched the copper lock, and gently pulled the door open.
Suddenly, there was a person standing at the door, who seemed to be about to open the door and come in.
Seeing him, she hurriedly wiped away her tears and pretended to be indifferent.
"You're back?"
He looked down at her, looking at the suitcase in her hand, with a sneer on his lips, his eyes full of contempt.
"You don't have to leave. After staying with me for so long, this house can be considered as compensation for you!" He said in a very charitable tone.
Jing Shen raised his head and looked into his eyes, which suddenly became so strange and cold.
"I'm leaving!" He raised his eyebrows and told her with great disdain, "Because we have been married for a year and you have served me so "carefully and with your body", I will give you this house!"
His condescending expression was like that of a wealthy young man in a nightclub, throwing a wad of money at a prostitute's face without hesitation.
How could she, Jing Shen, endure such an insult?
"No need!" She raised her chin stubbornly and refused, "This house was the property of your Mo family before marriage. Now that we have divorced you, we have nothing to do with each other anymore. What belongs to you is still yours. What is yours?"
Please keep it yourself."
He pursed his lips and stared at her, his face expressionless, but deep in his heart there was a turmoil.
This cold-blooded woman, he wanted to leave the house to her because she was penniless and had nothing, but she... didn't know what to do.
"I'm leaving first, take care!"
After she finished speaking in a hoarse voice, she dragged her suitcase and gently brushed his shoulder, getting further and further away.
His heart ached faintly the moment she passed him. There was even a moment when he almost couldn't help but hold her hand tightly, hug her, and beg her to stay and not leave.
However, as proud as he is, he simply cannot bow to her.
It wasn't until he felt that she had left and disappeared that he plucked up the courage to turn around, stared blankly in the direction where she disappeared, staggered, and fell against the cold wall.
He was so desperate that his vision was empty, his chest felt like a huge stone was blocking it, and he was so uncomfortable that he couldn't breathe.
"Jing Shen, you will regret it, you will definitely regret it..."
