The Wife Wants A Divorce Every day

The awkward atmosphere spread in the living room and opened his eyes. Seeing that the nosebleeds were flowing down the fingers, Jiang Wanwan quickly put the teacup aside and pulled a few from the tissue box on the coffee table to cover her nose.

"It must be that your ginseng tea is too effective. I only had a nosebleed after drinking half a cup!" Jiang Wanwan was very embarrassed but still explained to herself indifferently.

Xi Heming fastened the bathrobe tightly, swept his eyes from Jiang Wanwan's face to the tea cup, and sneered immediately: "Jiang Wanwan, don't think I don't know what you are thinking. I remind you, you are a girl. , It’s better to respect and love yourself!"

"What do you mean by this?" Jiang Wanwan is not a good-tempered person. Just now, her eyes have taken advantage of her, and her confidence is not enough. But when Xi Heming was so angry, her temper came up, and she was wiping her nosebleeds. Articulately said: "What makes me think? You think you are a piece of cake, everyone wants to eat two bites. Brother, let me remind you, I am so good to drink tea in the living room, it is you who came out by yourself without clothes. Shaking around in front of me, I also suspect that you deliberately seduce me!"

Xi Heming was dumbfounded by Jiang Wanwan's conversation, and looked at Jiang Wanwan in disbelief, as if she couldn't believe that this was from her mouth.

Jiang Wanwan, the woman who has been like an octopus since she got engaged, she wants to entangle him every day; the woman who doesn’t shrink no matter how cold she speaks, and who insists on giving soup every day; she can’t wait to see herself full of ecstasy Drooling, a woman who feels that all females in the world are rivals in love, actually speaks to herself in such a disgusting tone, is he hearing a hallucination?

Although he had always hoped that Jiang Wanwan would not be so obsessed with herself, he was suddenly scolded by her. Why did he find it unrealistic?

Looking at the woman in front of him who had only a deep dislike but no favorite look in her eyes, Xi Heming couldn't help asking: "Jiang Wanwan, are you okay?"

"I think you are at fault!" Jiang Wanwan suggested pertinently: "Mr. Xi, narcissism is a disease. You must be treated if you are sick. Although you are more handsome than ordinary men, you are also richer than most men. , But don’t think of women so superficially, I’m not a nympho!"

Xi Heming looked at the nosebleeds on Jiang Wanwan's face that had not yet been wiped off and said angrily: "You have wiped the nosebleeds off your face and it is more convincing. I have never seen any girl who can see a nosebleed when a man sees a nosebleed. Of!"

"I have never seen a man showing his figure to a lady so unscrupulously!" Jiang Wanwan said unwillingly, remembering what she had seen just now, she pulled a few pieces of paper and continued to wipe her nose, trying to justify her innocence. : "It is said that you drink ginseng tea. How can you buy such a long ginseng tea at a young age? You are not afraid to make up too much."

Xi Heming didn't know what to say. It was the ginseng tea that he was going to give to the old man. When he got it back yesterday, he put it on the counter of the western kitchen. He didn’t know what she thought, so he opened the ginseng tea. Soak in water to drink.

Seeing how her face gets dirty as she wipes her face, Xi Heming feels that her patience for thirty years is gone: "Don't wipe it, you can't wash it?"

Jiang Wanwan also felt uncomfortable on her face and body, so she stopped talking nonsense with him immediately, and directly dragged her long wedding dress towards the master bedroom, trying to control her eyes not to glance at Xi Heming. Although the beauty is attractive, when the two armies confront each other, you must not lose the momentum because of greed for beauty!

Besides, they are all so tightly wrapped, except for the face, no other places can be seen.

Xi Heming watched Jiang Wanwan walking towards him, getting closer and closer, and then passing over him as if he wanted to go to the master bedroom. Xi Heming turned around and stretched out his hand and grabbed Jiang Wanwan's arm. Before he could speak, Jiang Wanwan sneered and preemptively said, "Why? You want to seduce me again?"

Seeing the nosebleeds on Jiang Wanwan's face, Xi Heming showed a look of disgust: "You think too much, even if you are the only woman left in this world, I will not lose sight of you. To seduce you! I asked. You, what are you going to do?"

"Wash your face!" Jiang Wanwan pointed to her face and pulled off her long wedding dress: "Replace this thing again."

Xi Heming took a deep breath and tried to ignore the natural expression on Jiang Wanwan's face: "Inside is my room."

Jiang Wanwan was stunned: "???"

"You don't think that you can sleep in a room with me when you are married?" Xi Heming showed a smile but a smile, and cast her a sarcastically: "I won't sleep with a woman who has no feelings."

Released his hand, Xi Heming raised his chin and pointed towards the living room: "The living room is your room. The things you asked the driver to bring are in your room. The nanny has already arranged it for you."

Seeing Jiang Wanwan unable to recover, Xi Heming felt that his irritable mood for the whole day finally improved. He was especially in the mood and stabbed her with two sentences: "This is my bedroom, study and gym. When I am fine in the future It’s better not to come here. Of course, it’s better not to come when something happens."

Jiang Wanwan finally reacted, and she was treated as a **** again by him: "Although you are quite narcissistic, there is one thing that we both agree on."

Jiang Wanwan looked at him and sneered and said, "I am not interested in having **** with people who have no feelings, let alone living with people who have no feelings. Since we are not familiar with each other and we don't have any relationship foundation, it's better to take advantage of it. , Let’s go divorce together."

"Divorce?" Xi Heming, who heard this word almost failed to control his own volume, looked at Jiang Wanwan incredulously: "What are you kidding?"

"Do you think I am joking?" Jiang Wanwan looked at Xi Heming and said with a serious face: "Xi Heming, we both understand that this marriage is just a deal between you and your father. I am not interested in being your father and son. As a bargaining chip, you can choose another honest and obedient woman to continue to be your bet. Anyway, your father just wants you to marry, you can find an obedient replacement for me."

"Are you regretting it's a little late now?" Xi Heming leaned on the wall and looked at her condescendingly, and said with a sneer: "If you don't want to marry me, why don't you refuse when my old man proposes a marriage contract? Who is it for you to run so diligently to the company?"

Jiang Wanwan was speechless when asked, and yelled back in irritation: "Is it okay to have my brain pumped at that time? Is it okay for me to regret it now?"

"No!" Xi Heming looked at her indifferently: "I went to divorce as soon as the wedding, Jiang Wanwan, do you think I was living with you? I don't care what purpose you insisted on marrying me before. But since we are married, you should be your wife. If you want to get a divorce, at least five years later, I will give you a sum of money as compensation."

When Jiang Wanwan was about to speak, Xi Heming interrupted her unceremoniously: "There is no room for negotiation on this matter. If you insist on divorcing now, your father may not get my investment."

Jiang Wanwan was stunned: "What investment?"

"Don't you know?" Xi Heming glanced at her and said with a faint expression: "Your father's company is in a debt crisis due to poor capital turnover. If he can't get the investment anymore, he can only file for bankruptcy."

"Bankrupt?" Jiang Wanwan recalled the plot in the next book, and it seemed that there was no such content. The book only says that Jiang Wanwan has a small-scale company in her family. Although it is not very rich and expensive, it can be bought by her. Jiang's father and Jiang's mother are also a spoiled daughter, and he recognizes what she wants, so he has developed such a silly, sweet and loving personality.

"Why don't I know about this?" Jiang Wanwan looked at Xi Heming suspiciously, and she couldn't believe it. At the wedding, the original owner's father was also lovingly wishing her happiness. He couldn't see anything between him and Xi Heming. The involvement of interests.

"If you don't believe me, you can call and ask your father." Xi Heming said with a faint expression: "This investment is personally made by me. The total amount is 50 million."

50 million, this amount is not worth mentioning for many large companies, but for small companies like the Jiang family, it is almost higher than the company's market value.

Seeing Jiang Wanwan's hesitant look, Xi Heming finally ran out of patience: "This investment of 50 million will be written in your name as a dowry gift to marry you. Jiang Wanwan, 50 million will buy you for five years. Lost?"

Jiang Wanwan glanced at Xi Heming deeply: "If I pay 50 million back to you in the past five years, can we divorce at any time?"

Xi Heming smiled, but there was a little bit of undisguised contempt in his smile: "Jiang Wanwan, you don't really think that your father's small company can make 50 million in five years, do you? Will fall into a debt crisis."

Jiang Wanwan also laughed. What Jiang Wanwan lacks most is the experience of making money. 50 million wants to buy her five-year marriage, dream!

"I will pay you back the money." Jiang Wanwan met Xi Heming's gaze and said word by word: "I won't give you a penny less."

"Then I'll wait and see." Xi Heming pointed to the room at the other end of the living room again and reminded: "Now what you should do is go back to the room and wash the blood on your face. I will vomit when I look at it."

Jiang Wanwan gave Xi Heming a fierce look, then turned and walked towards her room. After passing through the nine-meter-long large-open living room, Jiang Wanwan couldn't help but spit in her heart. Xi Heming really treated herself as a pervert and arranged for herself a room farthest from the master bedroom.

Pushing open the door of the guest bedroom, looking at the bright room and the comfortable big bed, Jiang Wanwan was still relieved. She didn’t have time to look at the decoration of the room. She ran to the guest bedroom’s bathroom and washed her face clean with makeup remover. Jing, then took off the wedding dress and took a comfortable bath.

Putting on home clothes, Jiang Wanwan dragged out the suitcase in the cloakroom. She doesn’t know what it’s like for others to travel through, but now she has no memory of the original owner. Except for meeting her parents and some girlfriends at the wedding today, she doesn’t know anything about herself. Now she can only rely on the original owner. Some old things to get some information.

Opening the suitcase, the top of the suitcase was the red dazzling marriage certificate. Jiang Wanwan picked it up and opened it, and saw that she smiled brilliantly on the marriage certificate. The happiness and joy in her eyes could not be hidden, and Xi Heming in the same frame The face is expressionless, even a bit of boredom can be seen in the eyebrows.

Jiang Wanwan placed her hand on the photo, and gently stroked the girl in the photo. She should be the happiest and happiest when she received the certificate, but it was a pity that she could not wait for the wedding or the kiss that belonged to her.

In fact, this is fine, at least there is only happiness and no pain in the memory of the original owner. After reading the novel, she knew that the happiness of the original owner came to an abrupt end at the moment of the wedding. The life after marriage brought her endless pain, and finally even went to the abyss of death.

Once the original owner left, he would never experience something like that again. Now she is Jiang Wanwan in the novel, so she will open up a new world for this female partner.

As for Xi Heming...

Sooner or later she will throw the divorce agreement on his face! !