Pretending to Love: Mr. Yan's New Wife

"Who? You mean Third Master Yan?"

"That's right. After all, Third Master Yan has liked Lu Meiren for many years. It's a fact that everyone can see."

"How come? Isn't the third master very good with Miss Zou now?"

"It looks really good on the surface, but who knows what it looks like in reality? It's like the kind of love in front of others, but everyone plays their own way behind the scenes. I've seen it a lot."

"That's right, anyway, I don't believe that Third Master Yan has liked Meiren Lu for so many years and never thought of giving up, but he fell in love with Miss Zou all of a sudden in just a few months after Meiren Lu got married? How could it be possible? .”

"That's right, I don't believe it either. After all, Miss Zou's notoriety is too loud. It's really hard for me to imagine that Third Master Yan would be tempted by such a witch."

"Hearing what you said, I suddenly felt that Meiren Lu's divorce might not be a bad thing for her, but it must be a bad thing for Miss Zou. Tell me, will Third Master Yan divorce Miss Zou directly? , and then pursue Meiren Lu again?"

"It's possible. Brothers, do you want to take a gamble? I'll bet two thousand on divorce."

"Wow, it's too much for you to do this. In order to condemn you, I... I want to bet, three thousand, and I also bet on divorce."

"Six thousand, divorce."

"Tsk, you guys are really full and have nothing to do. Isn't this an obvious fact? Do you still need to bet?"

"Who do you think is a fool? With such an obvious correct answer in front of you, how could anyone choose another answer?"

"..."

Several people joked with each other a few words, and then the topic ended, and everyone started discussing Lu Chaomu's divorce again. As for the bet, no one took it seriously.

Probably when they were discussing with great interest, they never thought that the protagonist they were discussing was actually in this group, and they even saw their chat records.

Zou Zhiyi stared at the chat records of those people for a while, then sneered inexplicably.

Turning off the screen, the phone went dark, and Zou Zhiyi's small face was reflected on the screen, pale and expressionless, like a sculpture without warmth.

……

In the middle of the night, when Yan Zhou came home, he was greeted not only by the butler, but also by a divorce agreement.

The veins on his forehead twitched, and Third Master Yan forcibly suppressed the anger rising from his heart, ignored the content of the divorce agreement, and directly turned to the last page.

At the inscription at the end of the page, there is Zou Zhiyi's name.

Zou Zhiyi's handwriting is easy to recognize, it hardly looks like it was written by a girl, the iron is painted with silver hooks, very sharp, very similar to her person.

It can be confirmed that this is indeed Zou Zhiyi's handwriting, not signed by others.

The knuckles of the fingers pinched at the corner of the paper were all bone white. He stared at the name for a long time before holding back his emotions and not tearing up the paper.

Very good, now Mrs. Yan is getting more and more insatiable.

The originally exhausted spirit was now sobered by the divorce agreement, Yan Zhou didn't go upstairs at all, and sat in the study until dawn.

Zou Zhiyi, as the chief culprit of the insomnia caused by Third Master Yan, slept well that night.

After a good night's sleep, the next morning, Zou Zhiyi went downstairs and was surprised to find that Yan Zhou hadn't gone to the group yet.

But seeing the divorce agreement in front of him, he suddenly felt that he really should sit here.