When I woke up, I had a baby GL[Entertainment Circle]+Fanwai

Han Feixu clapped his hands happily, "That's right, it's the follow-up work of that picture! This time it's even more beautiful than the last one, Sang Luo, why don't you take it out and show it to Sister Liang?"

Shen Sangluo: "..."

She was silent, and simply changed the subject, "Why did you say that you don't need a lawyer for the time being."

After carefully thinking about Han Feixu's expression just now, Shen Sangluo looked at her suspiciously, "You won't..."

Shen Sangluo is a person who likes to think of the worst in everything. If it sounds good, it is pessimistic. If it sounds bad, it is worrying. She quickly stopped her, "No, it's definitely not what you think. I just changed my mind. Ye Mingxin said to me It's good, there is no irreparable mistake between us, I want to observe and observe first, and then decide whether to divorce."

Shen Sangluo stared at her dumbfounded, "What medicine did Ye Mingxin give you?"

Han Fei Xumo, "Can't I think of it myself?"

"Impossible!" Shen Sangluo stood up directly, and stared at her condescendingly, "I don't know you yet, your ears are the softest, you will agree to someone's plea!"

Han Feixu touched her earlobe subconsciously, and she blinked, "I can be soft-hearted about other things, but I don't think I am soft-hearted about this kind of thing." This is following my heart.

According to Shen Sangluo, if Ye Mingxin was replaced by anyone, Han Feixu would agree because of his soft heart. How could that be possible?No matter who it is, Han Feixu will firmly ask for a divorce on the first day after waking up, even if they have children.

So, she is not soft-hearted, she has a good impression of Ye Mingxin.

Han Feixu figured this out for herself, but she wasn't surprised. She already liked Ye Mingxin very much, although it was the kind of idol she liked.

Looking into Han Feixu's eyes, Shen Sangluo's chest heaved several times, she bit her lower lip, nodded her head heavily, "Okay, I can't care about this anymore."

Han Feixu looked at her innocently, but did not intend to back down.This is her life, her marriage, her family, Shen Sangluo can give her advice, but cannot interfere with her own decisions and thoughts.

Knowing that Shen Sangluo was doing it for his own good, Han Feixu stood up holding the carpet, wanting to explain to her, but saw her pick up her mobile phone and keep sliding her fingers on the screen.

Han Feixu looked over without knowing, "What are you doing?"

"Since I can't control it, then I don't care." Shen Sangluo replied calmly.

After finding the contact who had been lying in the address book for a long time but hadn't called, Shen Sangluo snorted coldly, "I'll ask someone else to take care of it!"

Seeing the name of the contact person, Han Feixu was speechless, "You want to report to my aunt?"

Listening to the waiting ringtone coming from the phone, Shen Sang nodded, "That's right."

It's past nine o'clock in the evening, and it's eight o'clock in the morning in New York. Not long after the phone call, Ms. Han Anni picked up the phone. After hearing a gentle and practiced hello, Shen Sangluo said like a string of pearls: "Han Good morning, aunt! Han Feixu is sick and has amnesia, now she changes her mind and decides to observe for a while before deciding whether to divorce or not, so it is very likely that she will not get divorced, but she does not listen to my advice, Aunt Han, you should take care of her!"

Han Feixu: "..."

Liang Zhu: "..."

Both sides fell into silence, and it took a few seconds for Han Anni to reply, "Oh, then let Feixu decide for herself."

Shen Sangluo: Aunt Han, are you a little too calm, did you hear what I said?

"Lingyan, right? I haven't heard your voice for a long time, why is your voice so sharp?"

Shen Sangluo: "...Aunt Han, I'm Han Feixu's friend, my name is Shen Sangluo."

Han Anni laughed brightly twice, "Oh, I remembered wrongly, I remembered this time, Sang Luo. Then Sang Luo, you give Fei Xu the phone number, just in time, I have something to tell her."

Shen Sangluo endured a mouthful of blood, and handed the phone to Han Feixu, who took it, "Aunt."

"Hey, Feixu, it doesn't matter if you're sick. As long as you're not mentally retarded, my aunt will always respect your decision. Whether it's divorce or remarriage, it's not a big deal."

retarded...

Han Feixu also silently swallowed a mouthful of blood, "Okay, thank you, aunt."

"You're welcome, I was thinking of sending you an email in the next two days. Since I called, I'll tell you directly on the phone. I'm engaged. The wedding date has not yet been set. It will be next year at the earliest, or at the latest. It must be sometime."

Han Feixu recalled, "Is that the pianist named Adam?"

"Adam? I divorced him eight years ago. My fiancé is Carl Spencer, a bartender and Canadian. After we get married, I may go to Canada with him."

Han Feixu was still in the shock of her divorce again, and Han Anni didn't need her response, and said directly: "I should go to class, wait until I send you a wedding invitation, bye."

After hanging up the phone, Han Feixu turned his head abruptly, and looked at Liang Zhu who was still eating grapes one by one, "My aunt got divorced again?!"

Liang Zhu paused, and she raised her head, "In your memory, how many times has she been divorced?"

"twice."

"Oh, five times now."

"..."

Liang Zhu added, "Among them, you took the money three times."

"..."

No wonder she told Han Feixu that divorce and remarriage are not a big deal, she really felt deeply = =