When Sophie arrived, Yu Xiaoman was the only one at home.
It was obvious that she had cried, and her eyes were swollen like walnuts.
Sophie comforted her for a long time, and then asked, "Do you really want to go this way?"
Yu Xiaoman sneered, "Wang Meng, that bastard, would rather leave home for the sake of that little fox. Why do you think I'm forcing him to stay? I'm not that despicable!"
Sophie sighed, not knowing how to persuade her.
Wang Meng would rather clean up and leave the house than get out of this marriage. Don't Yu Xiaoman find out the reason from himself?
But looking at Yu Xiaoman's appearance, she couldn't say some words, and finally vented her frustration on Wang Meng.
She could tell that Yu Xiaoman really liked Wang Meng, but the way of expressing it was wrong.
But this guy Wang Meng is so ruthless. He has been in a relationship for several years and just left at the last word. He is really not a human being!
Finally, she and Yu Xiaoman hugged each other, still cursing, "Sister Xiaoman, if you don't cry, men are all bastards, and none of them are good!"
Zhao Dong, who came later, happened to hear this sentence and was so embarrassed that he didn't know how to answer.
Wang Meng followed behind and felt soft-hearted for a moment when he saw this.
Yu Xiaoman didn't want the two men to see her weakness, so she wiped her tears and quickly returned to normal.
The document had been prepared a long time ago. Zhao Dong glanced at an agreement, which was probably a statement voluntarily giving up the marital property.
I never expected that two people who were chatting and laughing together a few days ago would come to the point of dividing their property so quickly.
When Yu Xiaoman took out the document, he was still teasing, "Wang Meng, have you really thought about it? If you sign this, you will have nothing. Will your little lover still be willing to follow you?"
Wang Meng was still hesitating at first, but when he heard this, he sneered, "You don't need to worry, we are in love!"
Pick up the pen, sign, and then hand the document to Zhao Dong.
Seeing that the rice was ready for cooking, Zhao Dong had no choice but to sign his name as a witness, which was regarded as notarization.
Yu Xiaoman sarcastically said, "Wang Meng, I've spent half my fucking life with you, and this is the first time I've seen such a man like you. You're really good!"
Wang Meng knew he was in the wrong, "Let's go, I've brought all the documents with me. See you at the Civil Affairs Bureau!"
With that said, he grabbed the suitcase that Yu Xiaoman helped pack and strode away without looking back.
...
Two cars arrived at the Civil Affairs Bureau one after the other.
Before Zhao Dong got out of the car, he reminded him, "Mengzi, the prodigal son never gets back the money. It's still too late to regret now."
"As long as you nod your head, I'll risk it for Xiaoman and I'll help you get it back."
"If you take this step, it will be difficult to turn back!"
Wang Meng seemed to be struggling, "Dongzi, thank you. Having you as a brother proves that I, Wang Meng, am not a failure."
“We’ve come this far, what’s the use of regretting?”
With that said, he simply got out of the car.
Yu Xiaoman also got off the car.
No one said anything, and the two walked into the Civil Affairs Bureau side by side.
Zhao Dong seemed to feel something, walked to the car and hugged Sophie tightly in his arms.
Sophie glared and said, "How heartless do you think you men have to be? When you are in love, you are life-and-death. Once you lose your feelings, you don't even want to look at them again!"
Zhao Dong explained for Wang Meng, "Mengzi also knows the debt. Didn't he clean up and leave the house without looking at it?"
"Besides, since we no longer have any feelings, why are we still tied together? Both of us will suffer!"
Sophie cast a cold look over her, "Then I have no feelings for you now, should we follow suit?"
Zhao Dong smiled shamelessly and shook his head like a rattle, "If you don't go, my love for my wife will remain unchanged in this life and will remain unchanging until death. The seas and rocks are rotten, the mountains have no edges, and the heaven and the earth are harmonious, so I dare..."