Wenyi's eyes briefly looked at his brother for a few seconds, then turned to Mo Shichen, who was standing on his side. He saw that he was looking at wenhanye with one hand inserted into his trouser bag. He was so deep that he had no emotion to reveal.
Wen Yi pursed her lips and answered softly, "divorce, go to the formalities."
There was a slight accident in Wen's eyes. He also looked at Mo Shichen, and then asked Wen, "have you thought it out?"
These words seem to be asked casually, but there is a kind of quiet taste. Wen Yi is stunned for a few seconds, but nods slowly, "the situation is special, master Mo is in a hurry."
Wen Hanye notices that when Wen is talking, the man on her side looks down at her with a cool flame in his eyes, which is not good.
"In such a hurry?"
In a hurry?
Well, it's really in a hurry. She can't leave her divorce until he changes his mind and takes action in minutes.
Mo Shichen holds Wenyi's hand on the side of her body, holds her soft finger gently with a thin cocoon, and says softly, "if your wife feels in a hurry, let's think about it again, or another day."
"No," Wenyi almost followed his words, which made the man's quiet and cold face darker. She also realized that she was too "impatient", so she slowed down her voice. "Now that you are ready, let's go."
Mo Shichen released his hand and said with a smile, "I'm afraid that my wife will miss the chance if it's rare."
Wenyi didn't say a word.
She really doesn't want to miss this opportunity, even if she is aware of the concerns Wen Hanye has conveyed to her, which she doesn't feel.
It's just such an opportunity, only once so far, she doesn't want to miss it.
Mo Shichen opens the back seat door, the smile on his face and other expressions converge, and he recovers the unfathomable indifference, "in this case, get on the bus."
Wenyi says to wenhanye, "brother, I'm going."
After a few seconds of silence, Wen takes a few steps back. "OK."
After reversing the car, he gradually drove into Wenjia villa. Wenhanye stood in the distance and looked at the disappearing rear of the car. His eyebrows were twisted and he didn't stretch for a long time.
Since Mo Shichen nodded his head and agreed to divorce, Wenyi fell into a kind of unreality, especially on the way to go through formalities from Wenjia. She always had an illusion that an accident would come at any time, or that the man would suddenly repent, as if that was normal.
But no, it was smooth and quiet all the way.
Wen Yi and Mo Shichen are sitting in the back seat side by side. She occasionally has unspeakable curiosity. When she goes to see him, she finds that the man is sitting with his eyes closed. His silent appearance is like a world of his own. No one can disturb him.
He didn't open his eyes until he stopped.
The driver took the lead in getting out of the car, first opened the door for Wenyi. She turned sideways and was about to land on the ground when the man's faint voice rang out, "madam, are you sure you want to divorce me?"
She looked back at him and said, "I've always been sure."
Mo Shichen looks at her from the side, his thin lips leading to a thin smile. "If I said that, would you regret it?"
"If I don't leave, don't I have to regret it?"
There was a laugh in his throat, and then he pushed the door open and landed on his long legs.
The process of handling the formalities was very smooth, which was more successful than Wenyi's imagination. Although Kangding didn't come, moshchen called another assistant to come and handle the whole process on his behalf. They only need to sign their own names when they need to sign.
After going out of the government building, Wenyi stood on the stairs, blowing her short hair to her face with cold wind. She raised her fingers to talk, and when her eyes were restored, she had the illusion of passing away.
It's only a few hours since she returned to Paris.
This is the result of her plan, but I didn't expect it would be so easy and so fast that she now feels like a dream.
A man's thin voice sounded beside him, "do you need to send it?"
Wenyi looks sideways, and sees the handsome side face of a man. He is dignified and cold, showing a high sense of distance.
"No, thank you," she said. "You'd better go to Li qianrui."
It seems that he only looked down at her when he heard the name. The dark eyes seemed to be covered with mist, and the corners of his lips were raised. He said slowly, "well, goodbye."
She nodded quickly, "bye."
Mo Shichen took back his last sight, walked towards the parking place with long legs, and the assistant said goodbye to her, then hurriedly followed her up.
Wenyi stood in the same place, standing still for a long time.
Until the mobile phone in the bag rang, she looked down and saw that the caller ID was her brother, and she quickly answered, "brother."
"Where is it?"
"Just came out, ready to take a taxi home."
"Gone?"
"Gone."Wen Hanye didn't speak for a long time. When he was about to open his mouth, he said, "I'll pick you up. There are about five minutes left. You wait."
"Good."
Five minutes later, she did see her brother's car coming. Then she went down the stairs and got on the car. She opened the passenger's door and said, "brother, why are you here?"
Wenhanye doesn't look at her. After backing up, he turns around. On the way up, he just says, "I'm here, so you don't have to take a taxi."
She put the bag aside and asked, "are you afraid of my accident?"
"Really gone?"
Wenyi took out the stamped certificate from the bag, "can't it be true again?"
Wen Hanye glances at you, "don't you think it's weird to be away from you for such a long time?"
Of course she did.
Wenyi looked at the front and murmured, "but what can I do? I can't be afraid that he won't even dare to touch the opportunity in front of him."
"How do you divide up your property when you divorce him?"
"The divorce agreement I worked out before is that I am a brother from a clean family. Don't you expect me to profit from him?"
Wen Hanye stares at her, "you are from a pure family, and he agrees?"
Wenyi recalled, "before he signed it, he just looked through the divorce agreement casually"
she suspected that he didn't see much of the agreement at all and signed it with a few glances. At that time, she was afraid that he would suddenly repent, never thought about the content, only thought about whether he signed or not.
Wen Hanye makes a low curse.
Wenyi turned his lips lightly. "I'll divorce him. I dare not ask for his money."
Wen said lightly, "unless you give him green, I don't think that with the nature of Mr. Mo, you will let him have a clean family background at the time of divorce and won't give you a dime."