Qiao Yujun clicked the mouse to open the email she just received.
Immediately, a color photo appeared in her sight.
It was a photo of Chu Xiaochen and Luo Jia attending a press conference for the first time. Looking at that photo, Qiao Yujun's beautiful eyes immediately narrowed slightly.
"This face really looks like it!"
She moved the mouse lightly, and the email immediately scrolled, revealing the text information below.
In the name column, the three characters Lin Xiangwan were clearly written, and next to it were written various information about her, blood type: AB, age: 21 years old...
Qiao Yujun's eyes quickly fell on the column about Lin Xiangwan's life below. In this column, it was stated that Lin Xiangwan came from an orphanage in Qingdao, Hebei Province, came to Beijing as an adult, and later worked in the film and television city
After working as an extra, he was appreciated by Luo Jun and became a contracted actor of Emperor Vision.
"Orphanage?" Qiao Yujun tapped the mouse gently, took out her mobile phone and dialed a phone number, "Are you sure that Lin Xiangwan's blood type is AB?"
"This... I found it from her information, so I'm not completely sure." The other party replied.
Qiao Yujun's tone was filled with displeasure, "Then we'll check again. Also, if you go to Qingdao again, I want to know more specific information about her."
"Yes, ma'am!"
Qiao Yujun hung up the phone and the office door was pushed open.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, she frowned and raised her face. Just as she was about to have a seizure, when she saw the person walking in from the door, she immediately moved the mouse and closed the open email, "Song Zihan, don't you know how to knock on the door?
"
A middle-aged man walked in the door. He was not very handsome, but he was gentle and elegant. "I knocked, but you didn't hear."
Qiao Yujun let go of the mouse in his hand and leaned back on the chair, "What's the matter?"
Song Zihan walked to her table, "Today is the death anniversary of Yu Rou and Chu Qiao. I think...should we go and pay homage?"
Reaching out and grabbing a document from the table, Qiao Yujun snorted, "I'm very busy and don't have time."
There was a sad look in Song Zihan's eyes behind the lenses, "No matter what, Yurou is your sister. After all these years, you..."
"How am I doing?" Qiao Yujun stood up and slammed the documents in her hands on the table, "She betrayed the Qiao family, she disowned me as her sister, and everything she did was entirely her own fault."
Song Zihan sighed, turned and walked towards the door, "Then I'll go by myself."
"Song Zihan, stop!" Qiao Yujun shouted sharply, "Don't forget, you are my husband!"
Song Zihan slowly turned around and said, "Husband, look at how you look now, do you look like a wife to her husband?"
Qiao Yujun hummed, "That's because you are not a good husband and you are not worthy!"
Song Zihan walked to her desk again, opened her bag and took out a document and placed it on her desk, "In that case, shall we divorce?"
Qiao Yujun was startled and looked down at the documents on the table. Sure enough, she saw the words "divorce agreement" written on it.
"Divorce?" Qiao Yujun gritted his teeth, "You want to use our Qiao family's money to spend the day and night, don't even think about it!"
Song Zihan's lips twitched, he took a deep breath and suppressed his anger, "Look at the document carefully. I don't want a penny from your Qiao family. As long as you sign, I, Song Zihan, will leave the house quietly immediately. I will never take advantage of you."
