Wen Yile really wanted to rush up and punch Lan Yuchi's lips and smile that made people feel annoyed.
He gritted his teeth and spoke, "Lan Yuchi, what's going on today?"
Lan Yuchi smiled calmly, with a charming and sarcasm hidden in his moist eyes, "It's what you think."
He took out his cell phone, and the unpredictable smile on his lips became even deeper, "Why are you so gloomy? I'll give you a video to stimulate your nerves."
His slender fingertips tapped the screen of his phone, "Look at it slowly."
Wen Yile opened his phone and saw that the flames in his eyes were burning like wildfires, and his eyes were red.
The video shows Lan Yuchi and Mu Si intimate scenes. This scene pierces his eyes like countless steel needles, causing him to almost blindness.
"Lan Yuchi, you're too bullying." Wen Yile roared, rushed over like an arrow, and punched Lan Yuchi.
Lan Yuchi's eyes flashed and he quickly avoided it.
He sorted out his clothes, and the charming curve on his face became more and more elusive, "Why are you so angry!"
Wen Yile's face turned red and his chest was undulating, "You did something like this with someone else's wife, but you shamelessly let others see it!"
"Haha." Lan Yuchi smiled proudly, "If I don't have such a relationship with your wife, how can you have a reason to divorce?"
Wen Yile's eyes darkened, "Who said I want to divorce Mu Si?"
"I didn't say you were going to divorce Mu Si, but Mu Si was going to divorce you."
"No, Mu Si will not divorce me easily."
A trace of darkness flowed out from Lan Yuchi's eyes, "She may not want to divorce you, but now that such a thing has happened, she will definitely feel sorry for you and feel ashamed of her family, so she will definitely divorce you.
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He glanced at Wen Yile casually, took out a document slowly, and threw it on the table, "This is my divorce agreement for Mu Si. The reason for the divorce is that she cheated on her, and she was ashamed.
To the husband, so the marriage relationship ends."
Wen Yile held the palm of her hand, her eyes were as sharp as a knife, "I won't divorce Mu Si, I can forgive her for doing what she did."
Lan Yuchi sat down again, took a leisurely sip of wine, and a hint of coldness and sarcasm floated on his forehead, "Wen Yile, as a man, I am really sad for you, I must be light green | I wear the hat so tightly, but it's not
Is it meaningful to be willing to let go and struggle to die?"
Wen Yile narrowed her eyes, the blue veins on her forehead swelled up, and the blood on her face was red and red, "Lan Yuchi, you're too much."
He rushed over, his fist swinged towards his face like lightning.
This time, Lan Yuchi did not dodge and deliberately punched him, and fell to the ground.