Lan Xixi's little face was pale and she was embarrassed and stiff in the closet.
She...just wants his help!
Moreover, it was hard for him to explain when Lan Jiao saw him. Helping her was considered helping him, so how could he care about those...
"Knock knock."
"War Night."
Outside, Lan Jiao's voice sounded.
No time!
"Please, I owe you a favor." After Lan Xixi finished speaking, she closed the closet door without waiting for his reaction.
It moves as fast as a fox.
Bo Zhanye curled his lips almost invisible, staring at the exposed hem of her white shirt with deep eyes.
"Zhan Ye? You are here." Lan Jiao walked in.
Wearing a limited edition light purple suit, it is elegant, delicate, beautiful and aura.
It can be seen that it has been carefully dressed.
Bo Zhanye's expression didn't change at all. He turned sideways and faced her with a tall figure, covering the corner of Lan Xixi's clothes impartially.
"Have you thought about the copywriting?"
What he said was divorce papers.
Lan Jiao's beautiful face froze, and she forced out a smile:
"Zhan Ye, I don't want to divorce you, I came here just to tell you about it.
From when I was pregnant with Xiao Mo to when I got married, you had no intention of breaking up with me, right?
It's because of Xixi that her appearance makes you shaken. Whether you like her or have a temporary interest in her, you may not be able to tell.
I am willing to wait until the day grandma dies. If you still insist on divorcing me, then we can divorce.
However, the premise is that the woman you marry is Xixi, and Xixi is willing to do so.
Otherwise, I won’t accept losing to another woman.”
She is proud and beautiful, like a peacock who has always been graceful.
She has her temperament and her dignity.
It cannot be said that Bo Zhanye has no affection for Lan Jiao at all. At least, she is Xiao Mo's mother.
She made such a concession, which surprised him a little.
"I said that the divorce has nothing to do with Lan Xixi. There is no need for you to find reasons to delay it."
Lan Jiao looked at him and said calmly and gracefully:
"It's not a reason, I'm just infatuated with love and want to see you happy.
If you can really be happy, I'm willing to quit.
Zhan Ye, that’s it, we’ll leave for the tourist area tomorrow, be careful, don’t let grandma see the clues.”
After saying that, she smiled slightly, turned and left.
There is no aggressiveness or compromise, but just the humility of a helpless woman.
Lan Xixi felt sour in her heart.
In fact, there is no doubt that Lan Jiao loves Bo Zhanye.
Lanjiao's contribution is no less than that of any woman.
Unfortunately, the person she loves is Bo Zhanye.
A man who combines abilities and talents, is blessed by nature, but has a cold and sentimental heart.
Falling in love with him is doomed to pain.
Lan Xixi doesn't want the heartbreaking pain.
She took a deep breath, and after making sure that the people outside were completely gone, she gently opened the closet door and walked out.
Seeing the man standing in the light, adjusting his tie indifferently, she said weakly:
"Well... I think what Lan Jiao said is quite good. How about you think about it carefully?"
Bo Zhanye turned around and met the woman's persuasive eyes. He didn't like how she always combined him with other women.
"You don't need to ask about my affairs."
The voice was stained with frost.
Lan Xixi knew that he hated other people's interrogation the most, and even if he did, nothing would change.
But, his divorce involved her.
She doesn't want to be ashamed of Lan Jiao, nor does she want to be the executioner who hurts women.
"Master Jiu, as a man you have to be responsible. Since you slept with your sister, you must be responsible for her to the end.
Even if you are not responsible, you should think about Xiao Mo and the old man. With your grandma’s body, she cannot bear the blow."
How could Bo Zhanye not know this? Otherwise, he would not have been formalistic with Lan Jiao for three years.
His handsome cheeks were stained with anger:
"You want you to teach me how to be a good person?