Divorced with Bai Yueguang

◎What a coincidence, Mr. Wen◎

Wen Ranqing's part of the agreement had already been thoughtfully written out, and the phone calls with the other party's lawyer to coordinate the process were one after another, and it was almost dusk after everything was settled.

"Little Queque, oh no, little rich woman~" Song Yan raised his hand and looked at his watch to confirm the date, "In order to reward you, Sister Song and me, I will give you a chance to invite me to dinner tomorrow. I have time after seven o'clock in the evening."

Chi Yi played with the coffee cup, not interested: "Anything is fine."

"What do you plan to do with the money, do you need me to recommend financial products for you?"

The compensation written in the contract is not fixed, and the amount offset by Wen's account flow throughout the year will not be a small amount, and all the core projects she has participated in, the ownership of the projects has been assigned to Chi meaning.

The golden light swayed, but it couldn't neutralize the half-sorrow in the black pupils.

Chi Yi looked at the building across the road, and said lightly, "Anything is fine."

Song Yan saw through that she couldn't just say goodbye, sighed, and took off his sunglasses: "The archery gym hasn't closed yet, let's go, I'll go with you."

It was completely dark, and the staff of the archery hall realized that they were late, and opened the private venue to them without an appointment. There were not many people in the hall, only the sound of arrows flying through the air.

It's better to have fun outside than in the museum, but Chi Yi is rigidly willing to stay inside, and the two of them know the reason.

The person who obviously seemed reluctant at first, now purses his lips and keeps silent, pulling the bow more vigorously than anyone else, and Song Yan's hands are itchy when he sees it.

While drinking water, she raised her chin eagerly: "Show gestures?"

The hall was a bit stuffy, and I was sweating after a while, so I took off the extra protective gear and jacket together, leaving only a short vest.

She put on the bow protection rope again, "Come on."

The plane landed and stopped, Wen Ranqing walked out of the cabin door, and Wen Junze and Wen Junze walked in the airport hall one after the other, followed by the luggage taker not too far away.

It's not quite night yet, people come and go in the hall, and from time to time someone looks at her, bows their heads and whispers.

At this moment, Wen Ranqing received a call from Cheng Yuan.

Wen Junze, who is just over 1.8 meters tall, can't keep up with Wen Ranqing, who is walking on stiletto heels, with his long legs. He followed his sister carefully, and had no intention of eavesdropping on the conversation, but he didn't say much after receiving the call. The low pressure around the word is even worse than that on the plane.

He looked at his tired sister with concern, and the distress reached its peak when he walked to the parking lot.

A lot of people gathered in the parking lot, holding up their cameras and flashing their flashes. When they saw them coming, they flocked to them. A few bodyguards were weak, and they couldn't stop them.

"Mr. Wen, may I ask if you and Chi Yi agreed to divorce? Will Wen's be affected by this?"

"Is it because Miss Chi couldn't accept your cheating behavior that led to this situation?"

"There are rumors that Miss Chi married you for profit,..."

The woman with a dignified face stood indifferently, without any expression, as if all this had nothing to do with her, and at this moment her face suddenly turned cold.

Wen Junze was concentrating on his studies, and had never seen such a scene. He looked at Wen Ranqing standing in front of him silently, and almost drowned the emaciated woman by spreading rumors at no cost.

"Stay away from my sister."

The microphone and the machine, which were about to hit their faces, were separated by the figure standing in front of them suddenly. Because of the little mental power they had to release, the crowd moved back briefly.

Just when Wen Junze breathed a sigh of relief and was about to look back at Wen Ranqing's situation, a sharper question followed, as if a carnivore had seen a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

"Are you Mr. Xiaowen?"

"I have obtained a degree just as an adult, may I ask if it is academic fraud, and is Wen's way of cultivating heirs too sloppy?"

"..."

Cheng Yuan hurried over with people to maintain order, Wen Ranqing answered questions from one or two of the media, the process was brief, and finally left the scene.

At the entrance of the training hall, after the staff saw who was coming, they respectfully said, "Hello, Miss Wen."

Wen Ranqing nodded, her whole body was a little dusty after running around, her tone was still steady: "Xiaoyi...has Miss Chi been here?"

"Yes, I came with Ms. Song. They are in the museum. I'll have someone take you there."

"no need."

Wen Ranqing didn't even return to the company, and rushed over when she learned that Chi Yi was not at home. She knew that Chi Yi liked coming here very much.

After standing quietly for a while, Wen Ranqing refused the company of the front desk and walked to the archery hall alone.

The stadium is bright and spacious, and the night lights are not turned on outside the racecourse outside the glass wall, reflecting all the indoor situation on it.

The sassy shoulder-length mid-length hair trembled from time to time with the movements, and the corners of the short white vest were already wet with sweat. A few drops of sweat streaked across the slippery lower abdomen, which was constantly rising and falling due to heavy breathing, and followed the thin lines of the abdomen. Smudged over black slacks.

The tall and thin Alpha's arm muscles tensed and then loosened, and the arrow hit the target with muffled noises. His movements were clean and neat, full of the strength and vigor of a young man.

Except for public occasions and occasional encounters at home, Wen Ranqing and Chi Yi have almost no chance to see each other.

One of the few people who saw Chi Yi like this, they were already divorced.Wen Ranqing was holding the phone, looking at the youthful girl under the light, her heart ached.

It's been a long time since we've exercised so heartily together. The two of us were so devoted that neither of us noticed the person standing in the dark.

Song Yan was the first to sit down on the ground until the quiver beside him was empty.

"Song Yan, you can't do it." Throwing her a bottle of ice soda, Chi Yi also sat cross-legged next to her, regardless of her image, her face was full of complacency, and the three words "old, ah, aunt" were drawn out from the shape of her mouth.

The soda bottle was thrown back with a lot of force, almost drawing a straight line in the air, and finally it was perfectly and firmly held in the hand.

Chiyi made fun of her: "Why? Murder for money?"

Song Yan didn't even have the strength to roll his eyes, and he couldn't spare her: "The old aunt can't drink this stuff, at least make a cup of tea."

"If you don't drink, you will fall down."

Chiyi picked up his own bottle, drank most of it in one gulp, then smashed it on purpose, letting out a contented sigh.

Totally childish.

Song Yan couldn't help laughing out loud, and suddenly lost his temper.

How many posts on the Beihang University forum lamented that this person married young at a young age. When his peers had not yet graduated, he was late to marry for four years and then divorced. He didn't see how mature he was. Children are no different.

If she hadn't confronted her father that summer and was locked up in confinement, wouldn't Chiyi have met that woman, maybe she could have achieved higher achievements in her research field, and Chiyi's life would have been different.

For Chiyi, Song Yan has always been a little guilty, which is also the main reason why she took the lead in blocking Chiyi after she got married.

But this person is easy to talk about, mischievous, and the ability to push an inch is the best in the world, she gave in on the surface first: "Forget it, let me open it."

Chi raised his eyebrows.

Song Yan surrendered helplessly: "It's boring."

Then his eyes fell on the horse farm outside the transparent glass. At that time, Chi Yi was so serious about shooting arrows with her, unless there was no elegant figure of the white horse outside.

"呲-"

The bottle cap was opened, and the soda gurgled and spilled all over the floor. Song Yan's thoughts were interrupted, and he hurriedly took out a tissue from his handbag to wipe it for her.

"That's it, Song Yan." The soda was colorless, and it had already stained the clothes on Chi Yi's chest, and it was too late to undo it, and Song Yan was still handing her papers one by one in vain.

As a last resort, Chiyi lightly grasped her wrist, pushed it aside and quickly released it.

The man with bright facial features suddenly became serious: "Song Yan, I never blamed you."

"Falling in love with Wen Ranqing is something I can't escape in my life. Even if I didn't live in her house for half a year, I would still meet her at the funeral four years ago, wouldn't I?"

Song Yan's eyes became different, and she suddenly realized that she was wrong.Although Chiyi is still the same heartless Chiyi as before, being heartless can also become her protective color.

She handed over Chiyi's black loose short sleeves, and asked sincerely, "What about now?"

"They're all divorced, and you still..."

Mentioning her, Chiyi finally couldn't help it, and for the first time tonight looked at the place where she had poured her love countless times.

Even though Wen Ranqing was in poor health before, she would not miss the equestrian lessons three times a week. Chi Yi always pulled Song Yan, and she watched as long as Wen Ranqing rode.

In the beginning, some "playing well" children in the school would come to archery with her, and when asked who was that beautiful fairy sister, Xiao Chiyi would pat her chest and proudly say: "My wife !"

Later, Wen Ranqing came less and less, her body and work did not allow her to engage in this extravagant behavior that consumed energy and time, but Chi Yi and Song Yan became regular visitors here.

Chi Yi had a sore nose, looked at his beautiful dream in a complicated way, and didn't know who to say to:

"No, I'll forget her." Even if not now.

The sound of the door shaft turning was obvious and harsh. Chi Yi and Song Yan looked over together, but they didn't see anyone.

"Did you do what you said?" Song Yan was a little unconvinced.

"..no sooner said than done."

"Live back to the old house? I'll take you home."

"No."

Song Yan's expression was weird, as if she would get lost if she didn't give Chiyi away.

"Don't worry about me, just relax. Go back and rest early."

Chi Yi watched the car start, before driving far Song Yan rolled down the window, "Tomorrow at seven o'clock in the evening, I will pick you up at the gate of the school."

"Don't forget to bring the little hibiscus~"

"Know it."

Well, I shouldn't have thought that Song Yan would be out of shape, and took this opportunity to make an appointment again.

Chi Yi smiled and sighed, and the day's depression was relieved a lot.

She subconsciously turned her head to look in the direction of the racecourse, and met a pair of peach blossom eyes unexpectedly.

"Small."

A clean white towel was handed to her eyes with Wen Ranqing's voice, Chi Yi was a little taken aback, and stiffly controlled her legs to take a step back so as not to get too close to her.

"What a coincidence, Mr. Wen."

The indifferent and distant tone was perfect for the two of them.

The author says:

感谢在2022-01-2117:55:17~2022-01-2217:45:20期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Zhou Zejing's old mother 1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

◎Latest comments:

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[Actually, I thought that the big conference started when I was a child, but this kind of interlude seems to be more interesting (dog head) and I am more and more looking forward to it, big rush! 】

[Actually, I thought that the big conference started when I was a child, but this kind of interlude seems to be more interesting (dog head) and I am more and more looking forward to it, big rush! 】

[It's okay to leave, is this the part of Wen Yao chasing his wife in the copywriting?

The rumored derailment, did Wen not make it clear later]

【come on】

【aaaaaaaaaaaaa】

【Ah ah ah】

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ! ! 】

【sprinkling flowers】

【I really want to hurry to tomorrow】

【ah?This is how long after the divorce. 】

【I finished watching again...(T^T)】

【Card has a good handwriting】

【Great】

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