Chapter 3

Xin Mo is a typical rich second generation with a small hair.

Xin Mo asked tentatively, "have you really decided?"

"I've never been so sober."

After Zhao Qiqing came out, a smile came into her mouth.

She was exquisite and beautiful.

This smile seemed to dispel the haze for many years and become clear.

Xin Mo sighed: "I thought you couldn't think of it all your life. I've broken my heart for you in the past five years. Why do you like that scum man?"

Zhao Qiqing nodded her chin: "yes, why am I so stupid."

"Fortunately, it's not too late for you to wake up. You'll be old and yellow in five years."

Xin Mo jokingly continued: "I was still thinking before. If you get kicked out when you are old, I will try my best to marry you as a companion. At least we are childhood friends."

Zhao Qiqing gave him a white look: "crow mouth."

"By the way, this is the divorce agreement you asked me to prepare. Have a look."

After taking over his stack of agreements, Zhao Qiqing casually turned it over: "I don't take anything from Fu xishen. I didn't owe him anything in the past and I won't owe him anything in the future."

Write down your name without hesitation.

Seeing that she was so happy, Xin Mo couldn't help laughing and said, "OK, it's not sloppy at all."

Zhao Qiqing put away her pen and raised her eyebrows slightly: "let's go to the people's hospital."

"OK, my miss Qingqing ~"

The top floor of the hospital is exclusive to VIP patients.

Find room 1203, she knocked on the door, then pressed the handrail and directly pushed the door in.

On the hospital bed, the pretty woman seemed to be frightened by her. She hid in the quilt in panic, with tearful eyes and was very afraid of her.

Fu xishen's face also sank, and his voice was like ice: "what are you doing here?"

Zhao Qiqing took the divorce agreement out of her bag and handed it to him: "sign this and I'll go right away."

Fu xishen took over and looked, his face sank a little, and his voice was very cold: "you want a divorce?"

"Otherwise?"

Zhao Qiqing hooked her hair in her ear, smiled gently and alienated: "it's really difficult for you in the past five years. If you sign it, you'll be free, won't you?"

Fu Xi frowned deeply, his face was cold, and he looked very dignified. He didn't know what trick she was playing.

At this time, the tranquility on the hospital bed weakly shouted: "ah Shen..."

This sound is like a hint.

Fu xishen looked at Anning, put his eyes on Zhao Qiqing's face again, and his throat moved: "go back and talk about this. Go out first and don't disturb Anning."

Zhao Qiqing smiled, but the smile didn't reach the bottom of her eyes: "I'm serious. Anyway, you have to pick up Miss Ning back. Isn't it just right for me to leave? So as not to hinder your eyes."

"Zhao, Qi, Qing!"

The man's voice was cold and heavy. It seemed that he had endured her to the limit.

"Miss an, but looking at it, is it difficult... You like me and don't want to leave?"

Zhao Qiqing has an elegant and charming smile on her lips.

Anning looked pitifully at Fu xishen and tested the man's mind: "ah Shen, what's the matter with you?"

Zhao Qiqing looked at the man coldly, waiting for him to make a choice.

"OK, I'll sign!" Fu xishen pursed his lips and looked strangely cold.

Zhao Qiqing smiled with satisfaction.

With the divorce agreement signed by the man, she left smartly without half nostalgia.

However, as soon as I got out of the ward, the tears in the corners of my eyes could no longer be controlled.

Three years of secret love, five years of marriage, eight years of love, all in vain.

People's hearts are flesh.

That's a lie.

It's like someone stabbed her heart with a needle. It hurts.