For Wen Ye, it was impossible for God to open his eyes, but God gave him alms.

That night, when Wen Ye was playing toys with his son, Chen Ming held back behind his back for a long time before saying, "Wen Ye, let's get a divorce." The son was having fun playing, but Wen Ye didn't respond to what he heard, so he put it down. Toys, go to the bathroom to wash your hands, Chen Ming wisely left his son's hut and followed Wen Ye.

Wen Ye was very calm when washing his hands, as if nothing happened, and asked in a very calm tone: "Did something happen?"

"No."

"Then tell me why you want to get a divorce." Wen Ye looked directly at Chen Ming, but Chen Ming staggered his eyes openly.

"There's no reason, it's just that I'm tired." Chen Ming leaned against the door and said lightly.

"Tired?" Wen Ye sneered, "I'm not tired, but you are? I won't allow it."

After finishing speaking, Wen Ye raised his hand and left, leaving Chen Ming standing alone in the bathroom for over an hour.

Chen Ming's expression was very strange. One second his face was still joyful, but the next second it turned into the pain of doing something wrong.He knelt down, covered his mouth with his hands, and stared at Wen Ye's back in fascination.

This is the first dispute between the two since they got married, and it is really, very peaceful.

Wen Ye couldn't figure out what must have happened to this guy who was screaming baby the day before and was going to divorce him today.He lay on the bed, waiting for Chen Ming to explain to himself, but the whole night, the right half of the bed was cold.

It wasn't until the next morning, when Wen Ye went to work, that he saw the neatly folded Xia Liang quilt on the sofa, and that person had long since disappeared.

While waiting for the traffic lights, Wen Ye endured and endured, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he raised his hand and hit Chen Ming.

The secretary answered the call, but the female secretary hesitated for a long time, and finally explained that Chen Ming had gone to a meeting and left his mobile phone in the office.

Because it was a green light, Wen Ye rallied in the car and did not get angry until the next red light, when his irritable temper finally came up.

Why, he chose to give up when he got tired of it, who should he ask for the nearly 20 years of his undocumented life, and could he declare the end of the two if he was tired?

Of course, it was also because Wen Ye, whose brain was temporarily short-circuited in anger, didn't realize it until two years after the divorce, when he happened to see the big boss of another family shunning the banquet through the mouth of his secretary. The phone, let someone else pick it up.

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