Genius Mengbao: Wife, please remarry

Qin Yi'an breathed a sigh of relief, leaning his small body on the soft head of the bed, and patted his chest with his small hands.

Fortunately, Mommy doesn't really like Anthony Dice, and she doesn't really marry Anthony Dice. Otherwise, based on Anthony Dice's background, Daddy wants to snatch Mummy back from Anthony Dice. I'm really not sure.

[One month before Mommy decided to take me back to China to settle down, Mommy signed the divorce agreement and handed the divorce agreement to Uncle Anthony by mail]

【Great】

Qin Yi'an was agitated for a while, and entered three words in the dialog box, revealing his thoughts.

Yu Lexuan stared at those three words and frowned.

[Little An'an, don't be too happy. Based on my observations over the years, I think Uncle Anthony likes Mommy. As long as Mommy is willing to marry, Uncle Anthony can marry Mommy back to be the daughter of Anthony's family at any time. Master, Uncle Anthony has come all the way from Country M to Xuanjing in order to pursue Mommy. In Country M, Mommy is a huge fan of everyone. Even if the media reports that Mommy is Uncle Anthony’s wife, you can pursue Mommy. There is still an endless stream of people. Also, Uncle Han of Shengying Media seems to have a little admiration for Mommy. People who want to marry Mommy have lined up. If Qin Zha doesn't behave well, he Not even qualified to line up to ask Mommy to remarry. 】

Qin Yi'an faced the phone screen with a serious expression on his face.

Because of Yu Lexuan's words, his relaxed mood just now became tense again.

It seems that if Daddy wants to remarry Mommy, there are still many mountains and rivers to go.

the next day.

Qin Group, President's Office.

Just as Qin Beilian finished verifying and signing the documents sent by the managers of several departments below, Yu Zichu knocked on the door and walked in with a solemn expression, carrying a transparent document bag.

".President"

This morning, Yu Zichu went to the fingerprint extraction agency first. After getting Yu Shutong's fingerprint information, he went straight to the police station. After comparing the fingerprints, he hurried back to the company.

Just comparing the results, Yu Zichu was a little afraid to tell Qin Beilian.

"I'm back, what's the result?"

When Yu Zichu knocked on the door and came in, Qin Beilian put aside the matter in his hands, raised his eyebrows, and stared at Yu Zichu eagerly.

The more eager and expectant Qin Beilian's eyes became, the more Yuzi Chuyue dared not speak.

His Adam's apple rolled, and after swallowing two mouthfuls of saliva, he bit the bullet and opened his mouth.

"President, this is the comparison result of my wife's and Yu Manhua's fingerprints that I brought back from the police station, you can see for yourself."

Yuzichu said as he stepped forward, and put the transparent document bag in his hand on the desk in front of Qin Beilian.

Qin Beilian took a deep breath, picked up the file bag on the table and opened it.

A sheet of A4 was divided into two parts by the form, with Yu Shutong's personal information on the left and Yu Manhua's personal information on the right.

Qin Beilian glanced down, and his eyes fell on the last line of block letters printed by the computer: After comparison, Yu Shutong and Yu Manhua's fingerprints are different, they are not the same person.

Qin Beilian stared at this line of words, the look in his eyes gradually disappeared, the hand holding the document was tightened, and the thin page was deformed by his strong hands.

The president's office suddenly fell into silence.

Five minutes later, Qin Beiyi was still staring at the document in his hand, not speaking, and his face was expressionless, but the huge president's office was enveloped by a sense of sadness, which made people feel uncomfortable.

"President, President, please don't do this."

In Qin Beilian's current state, he was even more desperate than when he lost Yu Shutong six years ago, and Yu Zichu, who was always calm, was so frightened that he stuttered.

It is more painful to experience hopelessness after seeing hope than to experience no hope all the time.

The president is so pathetic.

Yu Zichu felt sorry for his CEO, and wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know what to say.

"President, you still have Young Master An An, don't do this, you have to think about Young Master An An."

"I'm fine. Go and do your work. I want to be alone."

Qin Beilian slowly put down the document in his hand, and waved weakly at Yu Zichu.

"President, I'm right outside, call me if you need anything."

Feeling that Qin Beilian didn't seem to be fine at all, Yu Zichu gave Qin Beilian a word of worry, then turned around and walked out, closing the door behind him.

"How could it not be you, how could it not be you."

When Yu Zichu walked out, Qin Beilian couldn't control his emotions on the back foot, and collapsed to the point of Yu Shutong's photo on the table, tears and nose flowed out.

"That woman gives me the impression that she looks so much like you, likes chestnut cakes and white roses like you, and is born on September 9 like you, why can't your fingerprints match?"

Qin Beilian couldn't figure it out, his head hurt so badly, he couldn't help but raised his hand and scratched his scalp fiercely.

Long, bony fingers threaded through the dense forest of jet-black hair.

This originally very provocative action was performed by Qin Beilian unconsciously at the moment, and there was nothing provocative, only a strong sense of sadness and despair.

"Tongtong, where are you? I miss you so much, I really miss you so much, come back soon, okay? I beg you to come back soon."

Qin Beilian held Yu Shutong's photo in both hands, and stuck the photo frame to his face. Tears dripped on the photo frame, right on Yu Shutong's smiling face.

"I'm sorry, Tongtong, I didn't mean it, I'll wipe it for you."

Qin Beilian hastily wiped away the tears on the photo frame with his sleeve.

Qin Beiyu was in a bad mood, Yu Zichu didn't dare to walk away, he didn't even dare to go to the bathroom, he stayed outside for a full hour, it was almost twelve o'clock, Qin Beilu hadn't Coming out of the office, he felt uneasy, got up and walked to the door, and raised his hand to knock on the door bravely.

"President, it's noon soon. What do you want for lunch today? Please tell me so I can order for you."

After Yuzi Chu finished speaking, he didn't get a response from Qin Beilian for a long time.

In desperation, Yu Zichu had no choice but to bite the bullet and twist the doorknob, and opened the door a crack, intending to see what was going on in the CEO's office through the crack.

As soon as he opened the door a crack, a strong smell of alcohol rushed towards him, making him frowned subconsciously.

Through the crack of the door, Yuzichu saw Qin Beilian, who had taken off his suit jacket, lying on the desk, holding a red wine bottle in his hand, and several wine bottles were poured on the desk, some red and some white .

"President"

Yu Zichu was shocked, and hastily opened the door and rushed in.

"Tongtong, don't leave me, Tongtong, come back, Tongtong, I miss you."

Unaware of the impact on Yu Zichu, Qin Beilian lay on the desk, whispering softly, calling Yu Shutong's name.