Amnesia ex-wife is sweet and cute

The answer is not true. Lu Jincheng knew that the divorce agreement was prepared by her early in the morning.

Annoyance welled up in his eyes, and his nonsense was like unreasonable sophistry challenging Lu Jincheng's endurance.

The whole Yuncheng knew that Lan Zhen tried her best to marry him, and he was forced to marry this femme fatale by his father's orders.

In the four years of marriage, he gave everything he should give and did everything he should do.

As far as Lu Jincheng is concerned, he never owes Lan Zhen anything, except for love.

"No." Lan Zhen's voice was soft, her soft eyebrows stretched, "I've signed the agreement, and it will satisfy what you've always wanted."

Ignoring Lu Jincheng's questions, she only talked about the main points of the matter.

Lu Jincheng sneered, his Lengyi face was gloomy and oppressed, he stared dangerously at the woman in front of him with calm pupils, and said with a cold sneer: "Satisfy me? But who announced the marriage contract in front of the whole city back then, you Lan Zhen There is only one husband in this life and that is me? Who dares to think of Lan Zhen's man, you will fight to the end with all your might? And who said that every inch of land in Qingmeng Pavilion can only accommodate Lan Zhen and her husband? It will be theirs a hundred years later Should the ashes be fused together forever?"

"I said it." Lan Zhen's bright eyes suddenly emptied, but then she pulled away from the distant past.

She smiled, and her tone suddenly became brisk: "Jincheng, but you also said that I pestered you endlessly, and you married me as if you paid off the debt of your previous life. Now that you have paid it off, you are free. Take the divorce agreement as my fourth anniversary gift to you."

Lu Jincheng's face became more and more sullen, and he looked at the divorce agreement on the table again, with a serious expression full of suspicion.

He didn't intend to speculate on others, but Lan Zhen's abnormality made him have to think about it.

"Tell me, what kind of gift do you want me to return?" Lu Jincheng bent his fingertips to open the agreement, and the slim and graceful signature at the bottom came into view.

He secretly speculated that Lan Zhen ended her four-year marriage unexpectedly, and there was a big conspiracy behind it.

For those who give up on him, the price must be money.

Lan Zhen rolled her eyes, and deliberately put off her words thoughtfully, "Jincheng, tell Assistant Tan not to buy gifts, you should finish your breakfast and go to work quickly, and take time to do it with me within three days." Go through the formalities, I have booked the plane ticket."

After finishing speaking, Lan Zhen turned around briskly and walked towards the stairs again.

She is leaving Yuncheng?

Lu Jincheng was even more inexplicable, his sharp black eyes were completely filled with coldness, and he still didn't know what kind of tricks this woman was up to.

Soon Lan Zhen went downstairs briskly, and now she had an extra suitcase in her hand.

Not too big, not too small, just like traveling far away.

Lu Jincheng remained stiff in place all the time, he began to feel the tightness in his throat, and the tightness in his chest made it difficult to breathe.

Lan Zhen stopped in front of him and said leisurely from a few meters away: "Jincheng, take care of yourself and contact me as soon as possible."

Then there was the sound of high-heeled shoes, and just as Lan Zhen took a step, she was grabbed by a pair of big hands behind her.

Lu Jincheng's gloomy face sank to the bottom of the pool, and he condensed her and said: "Lan Zhen, are you traveling with your suitcase? I don't have time to tolerate your willfulness. You must know that half of Qingmeng Pavilion is your clothes and bags. And those paintings of yours, I have no intention of renting a plane to help you fly them over."

His movements were a bit forceful, Lan Zhen frowned slightly, and shook her hands vigorously in response: "Throw away everything that should be thrown away. As for those paintings, you can send them to the auction house."

After finishing speaking, Lan Zhen picked up the suitcase again and walked forward. Outside the bright glass door, the graceful figure gradually faded away.

Lu Jincheng watched Lan Zhen disappear into the courtyard, his stiff body suddenly relaxed, like a deflated balloon.

Back at the table, he finally had time to glance at the densely packed writing on the agreement, and only then did he see the answer that had puzzled him: give up all marital property.

Get out of the house.

Throw away everything that needs to be thrown away.

Lu Jincheng lightly closed his eyes, his serious brows squeezed into Sichuan characters, he couldn't figure out what Lan Zhen wanted to do.

At this time, the servant who had finished repairing the grass screen came in, and Lu Jincheng pushed the unfinished plate to signal the servant to clean it up.

"Master, Young Mistress made breakfast for you." The servant said as he gathered the leftovers from the dinner plate together.

Lu Jincheng was stunned, his cold eyes suddenly softened, and then he felt his body become weak.

……

That afternoon, after the meeting, Lu Jincheng returned to his office.

There was a photo frame in front of the table, but it was covered by documents all the year round, he sat on the boss chair and picked up the photo frame, and the photo with Lan Zhen jumped in front of him.

He forgot how long it took to take the photo, he only remembered that Lan Zhen asked him to put the group photo of the two of them here.

The mobile phone was in his hand as if he had fallen asleep, Lu Jincheng looked at the dark screen, and suddenly wondered where the woman who left in the morning went now.

As if telepathically, the next second the screen really lit up, Lu Jincheng's heart trembled and he quickly grabbed the phone.

In an instant, the bright eyes dimmed again.

When Tan Ye called, he thought it was someone else.

After answering the phone, Lu Jincheng's voice was obviously not pleasant: "Tan Ye, what did you do after you left the company at noon? I couldn't find you in the meeting just now."

Tan Ye was standing on the bustling street, holding a bag containing an exquisite gift box at his fingertips, and holding a bouquet of flowers in his arms. He immediately heard that the boss was unhappy.

"Sorry Mr. Lu, today is the fourth anniversary of you and your wife. I have already booked a restaurant at noon, and I just bought gifts and flowers for you."

Tan Ye's voice was full of respect. He would help the boss remember various anniversaries, and he had been doing this for four years.

"It's unnecessary, don't buy it, throw away everything that should be thrown away." Lu Jincheng said and hung up the phone.

Like childish revenge, the gift that originally belonged to Lan Zhen can also be thrown away.

Half an hour later, Lu Jincheng stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the office, overlooking the scenery outside the window.

He knew that Lan Zhen hadn't left Yuncheng yet, but she wasn't among the countless ant-like passers-by on the ground.

At this moment, the door of the office was pushed open suddenly, Lu Jincheng turned around, and saw the busy Tan Ye returning home with a full load, but the expression on his face was extremely anxious.

"President Lu, something has happened!" Tan Ye's voice was heavy, and he seemed to be trembling as he spoke, "I just received a call saying that my wife was kidnapped."

"..."

Lu Jincheng's irritable face suddenly froze, and Lan Zhen's indifferent smile before leaving appeared again in his mind.

What the hell is this woman playing?
Divorced on the fourth anniversary of marriage, news of kidnapping came after he left.

Lu Jincheng's eyebrows sank to the bottom, his expression was alert and gloomy, and after some quiet thinking, he suddenly said, "Tan Ye, what's going on?"