Divorce contract: President please sign

Shen Boyan looked at the two rings in her palm, his fingers were trembling.

The ring on his ring finger was still shining, but the one that matched it was not on the finger of the woman it should be wearing...

"Chang'an, don't."

Shen Boyan shook his head. He looked like a child at the moment, like a child who was at a loss. He just shook his head in a daze, "No."

He said it again, with a firm tone, but his voice trembled slightly.

Mo Changan reached out and grabbed his palm, trying to spread his fingers, but his fingers were clenched quite tightly.

She frowned slightly, and her heart tightened.

When he opened his fingers, he could see the deep marks on the palms of his own nails that were made by clenching his fists, blood oozing out.

His fingertips were trembling slightly, the slender and beautiful fingers were trembling in such a small way, this tremor also went into her heart.

Mo Changan gently placed the two rings in his palm.

"Bo Yan, look, even if you say you lied now, I have to think about whether it is true or false, are you really lying? Or are you just trying to make me not feel so sad? Now Even if you say anything casually, I will subconsciously guess..."

Mo Changan smiled bitterly, the corners of his lips curved into a smile, but there were crystal clear tears in his eyes.

Just look into his eyes steadily.

And the sadness and pain in Shen Boyan's eyes burst out in an instant.

It was the first time she saw him shed tears like this, as if he couldn't stop, it just fell down like beads with a broken thread.

Shen Boyan didn't make a sound, he just turned around, not wanting his woman to see such a fragile side of him.

It's just that I have a headache in my heart, as if I can't even breathe, and every breath can cause the little thing in the chest to pull out a sharp pain.

Pain bursts of heart palpitations, dizziness.

He clenched his hands into fists with great force, and the two rings were in his palms, because he clenched his fists so hard that they were almost embedded in his flesh. It hurt, but it was much better than the pain in his heart. .

He clenched his hands into fists, clutching the two rings in his palms, his fists resting on his chest, and his breathing was difficult.

Shen Boyan's complexion has changed, turning a little pale.

Mo Changan looked at his back when he turned around, and frowned slightly, "Bo Yan?"

After taking a step forward, seeing his unsightly expression, Mo Changan frowned even tighter, "What's wrong with you?"

Shen Boyan didn't make a sound, but just waved his hands.

Suddenly, she felt a little annoyed, so she came up like this, it was still the same, she still didn't say anything, and he kept everything from him...

Just like the muffled grunt he made when he was pushed by her before, when he asked him something, he always said nothing.

This... is probably the so-called personality mismatch, right?

He has a forbearing temperament, and he doesn't want to let people worry about anything that can be handled well, while she has a strong subjective temperament, loves to worry, and doesn't like to be kept in the dark about things...

Mo Changan frowned, and reached out to gently touch his face.

"Then, I'll go first. You should think about it carefully. You can call me anytime after you think it through. If you really can't get together, then we... only see you in court."

Looking at his pale face, Mo Changan couldn't look directly at him anymore. As long as she looked at his face, she couldn't say that, so she lowered her eyes and spit out this sentence.

Then, he turned around and wanted to leave.She couldn't see, couldn't see his sadness.

Just as he turned around, he grabbed his wrist with a slap, "I...have thought about it very clearly, it is impossible to leave you. If you want to sue me, then... just sue. I'll wait on."

Shen Boyan's voice was hoarse and nasal, what could he do?She didn't even have a chance to explain, she didn't want to hear it, she didn't need it anymore.

He was dizzy for a while, and he almost couldn't stand still. After letting go of her hand, he reached out to put his hand on the low cabinet next to him. Mo Changan didn't see his clues.

Shen Boyan knew that he couldn't do it anymore, he couldn't hold on anymore.

I haven't slept well, I haven't eaten well, and now my emotions are so violent that I can't calm down, and my eyes are going black for a while.

Having said this, Mo Changan has no plan to stay any longer, and she has no way to stay any longer to see him sad and herself sad.

She turned around and walked out, Shen Boyan didn't reach out to stop her again.

But as soon as she left, Shen Boyan took out his phone and called Qi Ming.

When Qi Ming received Shen Boyan's call, he was still sorting out the minutes of Shen Boyan's meeting in the morning.

Picking up the phone, he said, "Boss, what are your orders?"

"Come...come to my house..."

On the other end of the phone, Shen Boyan's voice had an obvious false tone, as if he was almost out of breath, and his voice was low and hoarse, which gave people a sick feeling.

"I... my body seems to be a little... a little unable to hold on."

This was the last sentence Shen Boyan said on the phone, and Qi Ming didn't have time to ask it carefully.

Here, the man's hand holding the low cabinet softened, and his body suddenly fell down.

The mobile phone in his hand just slipped out of his hand, and fell to the ground with a bang, and the screen went black.

Qi Ming only heard a bang on the other end, and then the phone was disconnected, and it was no longer possible to call again.

He panicked all of a sudden, and almost immediately asked the secretary's office to call an ambulance, and he himself hurried downstairs, went to the parking lot and drove the car towards Yijiang Tower at high speed.

While driving, Qi Ming kept complaining, "Say it all! Eat well and sleep well! Don't listen, just don't listen! Is it all right now? Can't you hold on? I really think I'm strong ?!"

Mo Changan's car was parked in the parking space not far from the courtyard of his house.

As soon as she got in the car, the driver asked, "Mr. Mo, where are you going?"

Mo Changan waved his hand, "Don't go yet, just stop here, get out of the car first, and let me be quiet."

The driver also noticed that Mo Changan's expression and mood didn't seem to be in a good mood, so he immediately responded respectfully, opened the door and got out of the car, and went to a farther place to smoke a cigarette.

Mo Chang sat quietly in the car, propping his forehead with both hands.

There is also a tangled complexity in the head...

I don't know how long I sat there, maybe two or three 10 minutes.

Little Pudding kicked her hard in the stomach, as if expressing dissatisfaction or sadness.

Are you going to become a child in a single-parent family before you are born?

Mo Chang'an stretched out his hand to gently touch his stomach, "Little Pudding, what should I do? Mom doesn't want your dad anymore, but Mom is still very sad, and she doesn't feel much refreshed at all..."

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard the siren of an ambulance getting closer and closer, and she could already see the flashing lights on the top of the ambulance, so she just drove in, and then, it stopped firmly at her The gate of the yard.