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Han Rui held her wrist and wanted her to sit down, but she subconsciously wanted to pull back her hand. Han Rui grabbed her wrist and wanted to make her sit down, but she subconsciously wanted to pull back her hand.

He clenched his fists, and the pain in the back of his hand was not the slightest bit of the pain he felt in his heart. It turned out that she had not been having a good time by his side, and it had only been a few days since he had left her, but her cheeks had become so round that Duanmu had taken good care of her.

Once, his wish was that she would be happy, that she would be happy. Now that she had lived that kind of life, it also meant that his mission was over, right?

He turned his face away from her and said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you for coming to see me, but I think you're here to get that divorce agreement. I haven't talked to a lawyer yet, so it's done. I'll send it to Duanmu's company. You can go now, I need to rest."

This was obviously out of Xu Muyun's expectation. She was still thinking, if she brought up the matter of divorce with him again at this time, would it be too inhumane? She didn't think that he would open his mouth first and achieve his goal, but why didn't she feel any joy?

"You, why did you suddenly agree to a divorce!" She wondered what had changed him so suddenly.

Han Rui suddenly sat up on the bed. The IV tube on the back of his hand had already recovered a lot of blood, but he didn't mind.

His movements were too fast, and before Xu Muyun could react, the beads of blood on his hands caught her eye. She was so scared that she quickly pulled out a tissue from the cabinet and held his hand, "What are you doing? Hold on, I'll call a doctor for you."

The way she panicked gave him the illusion that she might still care about him, but then she thought she might just be scared.

He wiped the blood off his hands with a tissue, then casually threw the bloody tissue on the ground. "I'm fine. Sit down. Let's talk!"

"About what?" It was just a divorce, what else was there to talk about?

Han Rui chuckled, and pointed to the chair beside the bed: "I'm a patient, can you please take care of me while we talk?" Sit down and talk. "

Xu Muyun hesitated for a moment before sitting opposite him. She folded her hands over her stomach, afraid that he would see through her: "What do you want to talk about?"

"Think about it, in these few months of our marriage, we've already proposed for divorce three times. Sorry, I've given you so much pain, I agree to it, but on one condition. As long as you agree, I'll immediately get a lawyer to draft the agreement." For her, he had given up everything, but in the end, he had not been able to leave a single spot in her heart. As long as she was happy, that was enough.

"What condition?" She couldn't imagine what he wanted from her.

"I left the AK, you returned to the Han Family, it was that simple, I won't appear in your world again." I left the AK, you returned to the Han Family, it was that simple, I won't appear in your world again. Han Rui didn't want her to feel hatred towards her father. He was the most pitiful person in the past few years.

"Impossible, since I've chosen to leave, I won't come back. Since I'm going to get divorced, I'll be frank with you. In fact, my mother and I have never hated him for all these years. Those two most detestable words have been haunting me like a nightmare, you should know them very well, but you still chose to deceive me, and it was a complete and utter deception. " Yang Ziye's matter had already left a shadow in her heart. Every time she thought about it, scenes of the past would flash past her eyes. When Yang Ziye and Han Rui's faces intersected in front of her, she felt like she was about to collapse.

"Xiao Yun, please believe me. Our original intention was to prevent you from getting hurt again."

That's enough, Han Rui. That's what all of you said, when Yang Ziye told me that he didn't tell me about his marriage, he was afraid that I would be sad and affect the transformation inside, and now you are like this, have you ever thought about how I feel, I'd rather we didn't know each other, I'm out of prison, even if it's a place to clean the toilet, I earn a meager amount of money every month. But if I can support myself, my heart is steady, but what you give me is always fear. Xu Muyun lost control of her emotions as she stood up. She tidied up her clothes and ran out of the room in a fluster.

Han Rui didn't think that he would agree to the divorce, but she ran away first. The corner of her mouth was filled with a bitter smile. The heavens really cared about him, causing his marriage to live for a few more days.

Xu Muyun ran to the hospital door and found out that she didn't manage to get a divorce. Everyone said that good things were hard to come by, but she didn't expect this kind of thing to take a lot of suffering. She was walking alone on the street, her heart in a frenzy. She could only rely on the desolate north wind to dissipate her frustration, which she could not dispel no matter where she went.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, she passed by many streets and streets. It was almost dark when she arrived at Duanmu Yi Yang's residence. She rummaged through her pockets. She didn't have the key here, nor had she gone out these past few days. She didn't have a phone, so it seemed like she could only wait for him at the door to come home.

She had just sat down on the steps of the entrance when the villa's door was opened. Duanmu Yi Yang walked out from inside. With a cold expression, he pulled her up from the ground and brought her into the house.

Duanmu Yi Yang had a smelly face. After pressing her down on the sofa, he left the living room. Xu Muyun looked at his back that seemed to freeze with a layer of frost. She couldn't help but wonder, just what was wrong with him.

Sitting on the sofa, she didn't dare to leave. She was like a child who had made a mistake, waiting for her teacher to lecture her. His legs were numb and his eyelids were heavy. When he was drowsy, Duanmu Yi Yang appeared out of nowhere with a bowl of freshly cooked meat porridge in his hands. He had gone to the kitchen.

As she watched him carry the porridge in a daze, she actually thought of Han Rui. He also used to carry the food onto the bed, then personally feed it to her, then accompany her to watch what she thought was sweet and romantic, while he thought it was an extremely boring soap opera.

"You're back, Han Rui. What are you bringing?" In her confusion, she mistook him for Han Rui.

With a bang, Duanmu threw the bowl of porridge on the tea table. Right now, there was a trace of indifference on his face, so cold that she was almost frozen.