"Great." Ruan Su took the divorce agreement and smiled with relief. "Song tezhu, please tell Bo Xingzhi to come to the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau at 3 p.m. to get the divorce certificate. I'll wait for him."
With that, she walked out of the villa with her suitcase.
Song Yan had to call Bo Xingzhi to report.
"She just can't wait for divorce?" Bo Xingzhi's chest seemed to gamble, and it was difficult to breathe.
I married her because my grandfather was in a hurry. Now my grandfather has gone. There is no reason not to leave.
Leave, leave, drag what drag?
He didn't wait for song Yan to say anything, so he said, "don't wait until three o'clock. Tell her now."
As soon as Ruan Su came to the door of the villa, he heard song Yan chasing after her and panting to stop her, "Miss Ruan."
"What's the matter?"
Can't it be that thin line can't stop?
"Our young master said that we can get a divorce certificate now. Let me take you to the Civil Affairs Bureau."
"That's great. Please help song tezhu."
Civil Affairs Bureau.
At noon, there are few people who do divorce, and the whole Certificate Office seems empty.
Just a few minutes later, Ruan Su and Bo Xingzhi came out with their divorce certificate.
Ruan Su only felt that the day was particularly blue and the air was particularly fresh.
Finally, I left.
Four years of marriage came to an end.
"Where are you going? I'll send you." Bo Xingzhi's cold voice sounded overhead.
Ruan Su smiled at him, "No."
She waved to the other side and saw the aggressive Land Rover door that had been parked on the side of the road coming towards them. The door was opened and a familiar handsome face appeared in the driver's seat.
"President Jiang?" Bo Xingzhi looked cold. He didn't understand why Ruan Su met Jiang Xinyu. Thinking of Jiang Xinyu, the president of centenarian medicine, who is currently single, he was a little unhappy.
"Mr. Bo, I haven't seen you for a long time. Thank you for taking care of Ruan Su these years." Jiang Xinyu Junlang smiled, mentioned Ruan Su's luggage and threw it into the car.
Bo Xingzhi frowned and looked at Ruan Su sitting in the co pilot's seat. No wonder the woman was so eager to divorce. She had already found a home?
Is Jiang Xinyu as handsome as him? Is he rich? This woman... Damn it, why did he compare himself with Jiang Xinyu? There is no comparability at all.
He didn't know why, but his heart was very bad.
"Mr. Bo, I'll see you later." Ruan Su waved to him and smiled brightly.
She won't call her husband anymore... After four years of marriage, she has always been gentle and charming, but she has never smiled so brightly.
I was stunned when I saw the thin line.
His heart was empty, as if something had suddenly left his life.
As the Land Rover went away, song Yan came over carefully, "young master, let's go."
Bo Xing, with a handsome face, got on the bus without saying a word.
The door slammed shut.
*
Ruan Su didn't go back to jingwan villa directly, but went to Nanshan cemetery.
She knelt in front of Grandpa Bo's tomb and gently stroked the photo of Grandpa Bo with her fingertips. The old man in the photo was kind-hearted, as if he had never left.
"Grandpa, I'm sorry, Bo Xingzhi and I divorced. I hope you know underground and don't blame me."
"I'll see you again when I'm free."
When she finished, she turned around. As a result, she saw a man standing not far away. He was wearing black clothes and trousers, tall and long legs, staring at her deeply.