The Pillow of the Bad President

Before the evening rush hour, Sang Xiaoyu arrived at Huazhong Law Firm half an hour later. .

She looked up at the office building in front of her, took a deep breath and walked in.

According to the instructions on the building, it was easy to find the firm. After going in and telling the front desk that he was looking for "Lawyer Pan", he was quickly taken to the largest office, where a man in a suit and leather shoes sat At the desk, she looked no different from the lawyer she had imagined.

After Sang Xiaoyu knocked on the door and went in, she went straight to the point, "Hello, Lawyer Pan, I'm Sang Xiaoyu!"

Lawyer Pan didn't seem to expect that she would come over so quickly not long after the call was hung up, he was slightly stunned, and quickly raised his hand to signal, "Miss Sang, please sit down!"

After getting up to make her a cup of tea, he smiled and said, "Miss Sang, although you don't know me, I do know you."

"Ah?" Sang Xiaoyu was taken aback.

Lawyer Pan sat back on the chair and explained, "I drafted the original marriage agreement between you and Young Master Qin!"

"..." Sang Xiaoyu clenched her hands, and instead of touching the teacup, she asked, "What do you mean by what you said on the phone?"

Lawyer Pan took out a document from the drawer and handed it to her, "Miss Sang, the apartment building near the river you live in now, Mr. Qin has transferred to your name two days ago, and in the Sign this written gift agreement!"

After listening to the lawyer's words, Sang Xiaoyu looked slightly dazed.

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Lawyer Pan took the pen next to it and pulled off the cap, "If there is no problem, you can sign on it!"

"Lawyer Pan, I didn't promise to take that house!" Sang Xiaoyu bit her lips hard.

"Miss Sang, I'm afraid this is a bit difficult." Lawyer Pan said.

"What do you mean?" Sang Xiaoyu was confused.Lawyer Pan sat up straighter, and said flickeringly, "This house has been notarized by the relevant department. Young Master Qin is donating it to his spouse for free. The real estate management agency has also filed a record. According to the "Urban Private Housing Management Regulations, and the Supreme People's Court

Article 128 of the Opinions on Several Issues concerning the Thorough Implementation of the "General Principles of the Civil Law of the People's Republic of China" stipulates that the ownership of this house has been transferred to your name. In other words, you cannot refuse this house, and the signature is only a formality. It actually already belongs to you! "

As soon as Sang Xiaoyu left the office, Attorney Pan called Qin Sinian's cell phone.

Looking at the agreement just signed on the table, he said with a smile on his face, "Young Master Qin, everything has been dealt with according to what you said. There is no chance for Miss Sang to refuse this house, she has already accepted it!"

"Mmm!" Qin Sinian replied on the line.

Because he has been his personal lawyer for many years, he usually helps to deal with any matters, so he understands many things better. Attorney Pan couldn't help asking, "Young Master Qin, are you sure you just want me to transfer the house to her name?"

"Otherwise?" Qin Sinian asked lazily.

Lawyer Pan continued to ask, "I signed a four-year marriage agreement for the two of you back then. It wasn't because of your grandma's health. The attending doctor said that after the operation, the life expectancy could be extended by about four years, but now your grandma is still alive. Don't you need me to extend the agreement?"

There was a sudden silence in the line, and there seemed to be the sound of a lighter lighting a cigarette. After a long while, two deep words came slowly, "No need."

Attorney Pan looked at the phone that had been hung up, was startled, and continued to work.

Stars twinkle in the night, and the city is lit up with neon lights.

Walking out of the subway entrance, Sang Xiaoyu looked at the private hospital in front of her. She didn't know what happened to her, but she finally came here.

She knew that Qin Sinian was still in the hospital at this time, and she could find him when she entered. Although the two of them had divorced and might be strangers from now on, she still remembered his duty list very clearly.

Sang Xiaoyu walked into the inpatient building and got out of the elevator. Like every time, the nurse on duty in the nurse station would take the initiative to greet her with a smile, "Hello, Mrs. Qin!"

Sang Xiaoyu glanced at the memo wall and knew that Qin Sinian hadn't had surgery, "Is he in the office or the duty room?"

"Not here!" The female nurse smiled, stretched out her hand and said enthusiastically, "Dr. Qin just went to see a patient, and he is in VIP Ward No. [-], which is turning left in front!"

"Okay, thank you!" Sang Xiaoyu nodded.

After her figure was gone, another female nurse who was dispensing the medicine immediately ran over, "Oh, it's not a big deal for you to watch the excitement, you forgot who lived in VIP Ward No. [-]? You made Mrs. Qin Passed by, if hit by..."

"Ah, I forgot! What should I do!" The female nurse immediately realized and patted her head.

It was too late to look up, Sang Xiaoyu had already turned left at the end of the corridor.

Walking through the two VIP wards in front, she easily found the No. [-] ward that the female nurse said. She originally wanted to wait for him outside, but the door of the ward was not closed, it was open there.

VIP is different from ordinary wards, except for single rooms, many facilities are very advanced.

Sang Xiaoyu lived in this kind of ward before, when she accidentally jumped into the lake to find a necklace and drowned, and when she woke up, she found him standing in front of her hospital bed while on a business trip. How long ago did that happen? ...

She couldn't help feeling a little dazed, but suddenly she couldn't move.

In the ward, Sang Xiaoyu saw the tall and straight figure with his back to her, and Song Jiaren lying on the hospital bed. They were talking about something, and they both had some smiles on their faces.

Song Jiaren lifted the quilt as if she wanted to get out of bed, but her movements were a little slow, Qin Sinian next to her immediately stepped forward to help her, the two of them were very close, his arms wrapped around her waist.

It's like scratching my heart, scratching the bleeding marks is itchy and painful.

Sang Xiaoyu forcibly suppressed the throbbing eyebrows, took two steps back and pressed against the wall.

Well, it seems that Song Jiaren is sick, and he should be very worried. Sure enough, a beautiful woman is a beautiful woman. Even if she wears a hospital gown and looks pale, she can't stop her own charm. There must be a beautiful woman around, so it's not boring to be on duty, right?

Ten minutes later, Sang Xiaoyu walked to the door of the expert's office with his head down.

"Mrs. Qin!"

Sang Xiaoyu raised her eyes slowly. It was the female nurse who greeted her at the nurse station just now.

She wriggled the corners of her slightly stiff mouth, and squeezed out a smile, "Well... I'd better wait in the office. If he comes back from work, please tell him I'm here!"

The female nurse said annoyedly, "Mrs. Qin, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it just now..."

Sang Xiaoyu shook her head, suppressed the astringency in her heart, and said softly but firmly, "We are divorced, it is not appropriate to call me Mrs. Qin, please call me Miss Sang!" Qin Sinian, who rushed over from behind, heard Such a sentence.

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