At the cocktail party, people were dressed in fragrant clothes and having glasses of wine.
Walking among wealthy businessmen and politicians, Nie Zheng was always a little absent-minded.
Until Liao Qingming came over, leaned behind him and whispered, "Mr. Nie, my wife is driving out."
Driving? Nie Zheng frowned. It seemed that he had somewhere to go.
"Um."
Nie Zheng nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
"Mr. Nie." Liao Qingming whispered, but stopped talking.
"What?" Nie Zheng raised his eyebrows, slightly impatient, "If you have anything to say, just say it."
"Yes." Liao Qingming hesitated. In fact, he increasingly couldn't understand the relationship between Mr. Nie and his wife.
Although the two people were married by agreement, Mr. Nie had no intention of divorce at all as the agreement period was about to come.
Therefore, Liao Qingming became nervous when he remembered what Feng Xiaoxiao asked him just now.
"Well, when my wife took the car, she asked me... when she would be able to see the divorce agreement. If she was dissatisfied, she asked me if I could bring it up..."
Hearing this, Nie Zheng's face became increasingly dull.
Liao Qingming's heart was pounding. It was over, and Mr. Nie was angry.
Unexpectedly, I heard Nie Zheng say, "Then get ready. When you're ready, show her. If she's dissatisfied, let her raise it."
"Uh..." Liao Qingming was stunned. Mr. Nie really planned to divorce. "Yes, Mr. Nie."
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Feng Xiaoxiao drove by herself, but there was really no place to go.
So he wandered around Haicheng aimlessly, watching the sky get darker and darker, Feng Xiaoxiao didn't know where he was.
What is this place?
Suddenly, the car stopped.
"Huh?"
Feng Xiaoxiao was confused, what was going on? Why did it stop suddenly? Turn it on again, but it didn't work.
"Can't start?"
Feng Xiaoxiao was surprised, "No way, the engine stalled? Broken down?"
Ouch, she wanted to cry. She only knew how to drive a car, but knew nothing about other things.
Feng Xiaoxiao got out of the car and took out her mobile phone. She didn't have the number of the repair shop either.
I looked up and looked around, what the hell kind of place is this? I originally planned to go for a drive and relax, but who knew that I would end up in this place with no village in front of me and no store in the back?
Four years have passed, with the urban construction and development of Haicheng, many places are different from before.
what to do?
After much deliberation, Feng Xiaoxiao could only call Nie Zheng.
Staring at his number, Feng Xiaoxiao hesitated for a moment, then with a heartbeat, she pressed it.
——Inside, there is a cold and mechanical female voice.
"Hello, the number you dialed is currently unavailable. Your voicemail will be forwarded. Please press..."
"asshole!"
Feng Xiaoxiao cursed and hung up the phone.
Then, he clicked on WeChat and sent a voice message to Nie Zheng.
"Yes, I am Mrs. Nie, but I have fulfilled my obligations as a wife! What about you? Don't you have to fulfill your obligations as a husband? If I call you if I have anything, you won't be there! I hate it!"
Press send.
After thinking about it, I felt unwilling to do so.
Anyway, to him, she already has an image of being unreasonable and making trouble. What else does she care about? What is she afraid of?
Feng Xiaoxiao pressed the voice button again.
This time, it was a clear accusation.
"I just don't like Zhao Zitong! What happened to the life secretary? There is a young woman who always touches my husband's underwear, has a crush on my husband, peeps and looks at my husband every day, and has bad intentions. I just hate her! I just yell at her, what's the problem?
?Even if I get off work in a few months, at least you are still my husband now! If you don’t like me, just let me get off work now! I won’t serve you anymore!”
A long voice message was sent out without any scruples.
After roaring, Feng Xiaoxiao let out a long breath, "Huh... I feel relieved."