Chapter 109

After a few days, Han Qing did not go home.

Jiang wanwan was upset, but she asked for it, and she had to accept it.

Anyway, in this life, her life is for revenge, for yuan Xiaoni and Jiang wanwan.

It's good to have no emotional ties.

Frustrated in love, proud in the workplace.

Since Jiang wanwan helped the company to get Han's project, she has become the most popular person around Shang Liwei.

Shang Liwei has completely believed in her, and many important jobs are directly assigned to her.

This is precisely because of this, Jiang wanwan gradually know more, those unknown business secrets, she also began to contact.

However, there are many things that she only knows a little about. It will take some time for her to bring Shang Liwei down completely with these certificates.

On this day, she came home late, tired.

Just entering the door, I saw Cheng Feng standing in the living room.

Jiang wanwan was stunned at first, and then looked in the direction of the shoe cabinet.

Cheng Feng's voice also sounded at this time, "don't look, the cold always didn't come back."

Jiang wanwan was disappointed in her eyes, but in an instant she covered it up.

She recovered the past calm, light looking at Cheng Feng, "what's the matter?"

"This agreement is for you. I hope you can sign it." Cheng Feng took out a document and handed it to him.

Jiang wanwan took over the document with some doubts and opened it. Even if she had strong psychological quality, her face still changed.

It's a couple's contract, in other words, it's a nominal couple's contract.

In fact, the content of the contract is very short. The content is just three aspects. One is that they are nominal husband and wife. They have no emotional disputes and can not interfere in each other's private lives.

Second, there is no common property between them, which does not involve economic exchanges.

Third, when old man Han is in better health, they will divorce as soon as possible.

After reading these three articles, Jiang wanwan felt as if she had been pricked by needles. It hurt!

"Here's the pen, madam. Please sign it as soon as possible. I'm waiting to go back to hand it over."

Cheng Feng urged him impatiently that although Jiang wanwan's face looked very bad and her fingers were trembling when she took the pen, she suffered from it in Cheng Feng's eyes.

No matter how painful she was, it was less than one percent of that of Han Qing these days.

It's been more than a week since I finished talking with Jiang wanwan that day. Han Qing has never laughed.

Never speak more than three sentences a day.

In the first few days, he drank day and night, until he vomited, until he had stomach spasm, until he was hospitalized, he still did not stop drinking. Every time he got drunk, he would sit there, looking up at the light in the room, with Jiang wanwan's shadow in his eyes.

Later, he stopped drinking and began to work day and night.

It's a crazy way to work.

Twenty four hours a day. He works at least twenty hours a day.

This overload of work has made him lose a lot of weight. But Cheng Feng knows that he is working so hard not for any project or company performance, but to forget Jiang wanwan with busyness and hard work.

Thinking of this, Cheng Feng's face was chilly again. "Madam, please hurry up."

Jiang wanwan clenched the pen, then loosened it and signed her name on it.

"That..." what else does Jiang wanwan want to say, but Cheng Feng has quickly packed the documents into the bag.

"I'll go first."

Jiang wanwan closed her mouth and nodded.

At this time, Xiaoyan comes out of the restaurant, looks at Cheng Feng's back, the door that has been closed, and then looks at Jiang wanwan who is standing in a daze. She can't help sighing.

"Why do you do that, ma'am?"

"What?" Jiang wanwan's mind was still full of the agreement she had just signed, and she was very depressed.

"I said that you clearly like Mr. Han, and Mr. Han also likes you, but why can't you get along well and make such a fuss?"

Jiang wanwan drooped her eyelids and laughed at herself, "Xiao Yan, I asked for a lot of things, you don't understand."

"Yes, there are many things I don't understand, but I can see that you are in pain, and so is your husband."

Jiang wanwan's heart once again split a wound, but she can only let it bleed, inflame, purulent, and finally the whole heart rot.

Because there's nothing she can do.

After signing the marriage agreement, Jiang wanwan is very sad, but she thinks it's the same. Her life is so cold and light. Until the divorce, she and Han Qing have no intersection.

But on that day, she came home from the company and smelled a very strong smell of perfume when she entered the door.

She seldom used perfume on weekdays, even if it was also very elegant, Xiao Yan would rather not mention that she didn't even have perfume.

Feeling that the fragrance obviously did not belong to the people in the room, Jiang wanwan was puzzled.

Is there a guest?

She bent over to change shoes, but saw a pair of men's shoes beside the shoe cabinet, which was cold, he came back?!

Yes!

Next to that pair of men's shoes, there is also a pair of big red thin belt high heels.

The shoes are very beautiful, but also very enchanting. It can be seen that its owner must be a sexy and charming woman.

Who would it be?

Did Hanqing bring it?

Think of here, Jiang wanwan's heart actually had faint sour, at this time, a burst of women's laughter came from the living room.

Then there was a delicate voice, "ah, Mr. Han, you really hate it."

Jiang wanwan was stunned and stepped into the living room.

When she saw the scene in the living room, her eyes widened in vain.

On the sofa in the living room, Han Qing was sitting there with folded legs, languid and holding a goblet in his left hand, with the scarlet liquor shaking slightly.

And in the bend of his right arm, he was holding a woman.

The woman's face is very thick, which has covered up her original appearance. She is wearing a Black Sequin dress with thin sling, fragrant shoulder and clavicle, waist like willow. The whole person is soft in Hanqing's arms, and smiles between her eyebrows and eyes.

At this time, the woman also saw Jiang wanwan and exclaimed in surprise, "ouch." Then he went to Hanqing's arms again.

"Mr. Han, is there anyone else in this room? I'm scared to death. "

Cold Qing know is Jiang wanwan back, even a look are lazy to give her, soft voice to the woman in the arms way, "really scared you?"

"Well, if you don't believe it, you'll feel someone else's little heart, and it's about to jump out."

Said, the woman took the cold Qing's hand to his chest, Jiang wanwan eyebrow twist, a low drink, "who are you?! Why are you at my house? "