Just after the Chinese food was cooked and served, ou Qingheng also took care of it. He walked down from upstairs. Yao Yiyi laughed at him and said, "Mr. ou, you came down on time. Breakfast is ready. Eat it."

Ou Qingheng's eyes flashed, or to face the sitting down.

Yao Yiyi, like a housewife who loves her husband deeply, puts porridge in front of Ou Qingheng. Ou Qingheng also drinks a mouthful of face with a mouthful of poached eggs. This is his favorite breakfast taste. Compared with other people's guess, he prefers pure Chinese food, but sometimes he has to eat Western food when dating with his female partner.

After finishing a bowl of porridge, Yao Yiyi filled him with another bowl. Ou Qingheng took a sip and looked at her and said, "I have asked the lawyer to draw up a divorce agreement again. The lawyer will inform you to sign it at the law office. Then I will make a sum of money in your account sufficient for food and clothing."

Yao Yiyi held the spoon's hand for a moment and lost his appetite.

She hung her head and said with a little buzz in her voice, "I see."

Ou Qingheng looked at her, and her face sank in an instant and said, "why, don't you want to divorce?"

Yao Yiyi held the spoon tightly under his hand, then looked up, his face is charming with a little indifferent smile: "Ou always joked, just feel that the time passed a little faster."

Yao Yiyi laughs sarcastically. At last, she doesn't want to get entangled. She has already lost. She doesn't want to lose more tragically.

"I would like to wish Mr. ou and Miss Yang a good marriage in Qin and Jin, a good marriage in a hundred years, early birth of a noble son, and a family of three and happy." Yao Yiyi had a mouthful of poached eggs, and his smile was even sweeter: "don't send me a wedding card when you marry Miss Yang. My ex-wife is not suitable to attend your wedding. Besides, Miss Yang has not returned to China. It's better for president ou to investigate what she has done abroad. After all, you haven't seen each other for four years. Four years can make a person completely different 。”

Ou Qingheng put down his chopsticks and said, "I'm full. Go to work first. I won't come back for dinner at night. You can eat by yourself."

Yao Yiyi's eyes flash a touch of loss.

Yao Yi covered up the loss in his eyes, stood up, dressed his suit for him, sent him to the door, and said, "Mr. ou, walk slowly."

He just looked at Yao Yiyi and left without looking back.

After ou Qingheng left, the smile on Yao Yiyi's face disappeared a little bit. His body seemed to have been drained of all his strength and leaned against the wall. Tears in his eyes fell uncontrollably.

After crying, Yao Yiyi cleaned up the dishes on the table and went upstairs to the bedroom to paint a beautiful make-up for himself. He made a "perfect" to the mirror

Yao Yiyi is the kind of woman who will never show the embarrassed side to outsiders even though she is in a bad mood. She will dress herself up very well, and even standing in the crowd is the most beautiful.

She put on her high-heeled shoes and carried her new LV bag. As she was about to go out, the phone in her bag rang. She took it out and found it was an unfamiliar phone number.

"Hello."

There came a tender but tender voice from the mobile phone: "Yao Yiyi, right? I'm pregnant with Qingheng's child..."

Yao Yiyi's mouth hook, said: "this you should say to Mr. ou, if you don't know his telephone number, I'll send it to you later."

The woman on the other side of the phone said, "I think you misunderstood me. I don't want this child, but I don't want nothing. I hope you can meet me."

Yao Yiyi's mouth is a hook, the original is to blackmail money, just as she is not in a good mood, that is, for a while, who is the woman with Ou Qingheng.

Ou Qingheng is really a kind of love. He says that he loves Yang Kexin, but he has spread all kinds of rumors with female stars and models, and her nominal wife cleans his buttocks from time to time.

This relationship is really a mess.