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"Right, right, quickly carry our great-grandsons before we bury them." His grandfather's face was filled with approval.

"Kiki, the thing you have to worry about when you get home isn't the divorce, it's your grandson's business." Grandma smiled at the thought of hugging her great-grandson.

When she heard the two old men speak, she finally shut her mouth and turned to go back to her room.

In Tang Rui's room, Song Hao had already changed his clothes. The suit fit him perfectly, making him look great.

Armani's suit, very picky about his figure, is not suitable for many Asians.

However, with Song Haojun's tall and straight body, wrapped in a perfectly cut high-quality material, the black color gave off a silent oppressive feeling, letting his whole body, from top to bottom, emit a terrifying visual impact.

He rarely wore formal attire because he hated the feeling of being bound. It was as if his whole body was stuffed into a frame and could not be removed.

Tang Rui was busy beside him, helping him to straighten his white shirt and tie. There was a faint smile on his face.

The leather belt and shoes were also equipped. In Tang Rui's home, there was always clothes that fit Song Hao's size, just in case something happened.

"You're really too cool today. If you were in a better mood, you would have definitely killed everyone instantly." Tang Rui tidied his silver-grey tie and smiled, "If I was a woman, I definitely wouldn't be able to bear it and would pounce on her."

"Do you think she'll come back with me?" Song Haojun didn't have much confidence in Han Tianning's charm. If it weren't for the fact that his father and he had talked so much, he wouldn't have taken the initiative to make up with her.

"That depends on whether you can move her." Tang Rui looked deeply at Song Haojun, "Han Tian would rather not be one of those fans. Don't lie to her. Give her some sincerity and she will leave with you."

Song Haojun didn't want to go anymore. He wrinkled his brows, looking at himself in the mirror.

Indeed, Han Tianning seemed to have some immunity to his devastatingly beautiful face. He was different from the other girls who cried out in alarm when they saw his face.

He really suspected his wife of having blurred vision. Even though he was so popular, he couldn't keep her in mind.

"Forget it, I don't want to go." Song Haojun reached out his hand to straighten his suit, as he said with a bit of vexation.

"A man shouldn't be so indecisive when he decides on something." Tang Rui held his hand with a serious expression, "Jun, when it's time to take the initiative, if you give up the opportunity, it'll be taken away by others. Don't you understand the current situation? You don't have the right to choose unless you really want to get divorced. "

Song Haojun's handsome face twisted slightly. He didn't want to … I don't want a divorce.

It wasn't just because he still had some feelings for Han Tianning. His father's call just now had made him understand that he was still in contact with someone of great interest and he didn't want Han Tianning to be so easily delivered into the hands of Yan Zhaoge.

To take advantage of others? Even if it was a life and death struggle, he wouldn't allow his words to reach Han Tianning.

"Hey, have you made your decision?" Tang Rui took the opportunity to touch the smooth back of Song Hao's hand again. Oh, an artist really knows how to take care of himself, his skin is really good.

"Stop eating my tofu!" Song Haojun suddenly shouted at Tang Rui, before buttoning his coat and tidying up his appearance. He turned around and walked out, "Is the car ready?"

"Do you need me to accompany you?" Tang Rui followed and asked.

"No need." Song Hao said without turning his head.

"Tsk, good job." Tang Rui praised a child that dared to walk the road in the night again.

"But do you need me to bring something over?" Song Haojun suddenly stopped and asked, "For example … Flower or something. "

In fact, he really hated the scenes in the TV dramas. Every time he acted out a script with a big bouquet of roses in his hands, he always felt that it was very vulgar.

"I've already prepared everything for you." Although Tang Rui wouldn't accompany him to see Han Tianning, he would still personally send him to Qian Chou's home.

"Haoyu, why are you so nervous? It's not a blind date. " Tang Rui was sitting in the back of the car. He couldn't help but laugh when he saw that Song Haojun had tensed up his muscles and nerves.

For example, Han Tianning threw his flower out and then told him to scram. For example, Han Tianning completely ignored him and directly closed the door …

He was thinking about how to deal with the potentially humiliating scenes.

At least in front of his parents, he couldn't lose too much self-respect.

Besides, the former boss, Qian Jin, might be at home. When that happened, he would be too ashamed to meet anyone.

"Don't worry, Han Tian would rather not be a shrew than to embarrass you too much." Tang Rui knew that Song Haojun was worried. After he finished laughing, he comforted him, "At most, I won't go home with you."

"So what was the point of my past?" Song Haojun's face was tense as he asked.

"I can't do it once, you should go for the second time. At least let her see some sincerity in you. Women are easy to coax." Tang Rui smiled again.

"Are you sure you've arranged everything for the teachers?" Song Haojun suddenly thought of Shu Lan. He hadn't gone to the hospital since yesterday afternoon.

"I've arranged for a friend to take care of her over there. Furthermore, the teacher's condition has already stabilized. You don't have to worry too much. I'll personally accompany her in the afternoon." When Tang Rui heard him talk about Shu Lan, the smile on his face froze for a moment. He paused for a moment and said, "Since you're apologizing, then don't think about what happened with teacher. Otherwise, Han Tianning might really kick you out."

"Women are troublesome creatures." Song Haojun frowned as he spoke.

"Thank goodness you're married to Han Tianning. If it were any other woman, you'd probably have been 'troubled' by now." Tang Rui rolled her eyes at him and said lightly, "Be more precious, don't let your ambitions go to waste. Can't you see that beside your wife, there's a good, gold handsome guy coveting her?"

Han Tianning and Yan Zixian stood by a flower bed, facing a buddhist hand, discussing something in a low voice.

"Ning Ning, you're going to work in the afternoon?" Yan Zixian was very concerned about her condition and said, "You haven't fully recovered, don't be so tired."

"Although you have free time with your parents, it will delay a lot of things." Han Tianning was filled with thoughts of divorce. He knew that the comments outside were going crazy and he needed to quickly make a decision.

Otherwise, if this dragged on, it wouldn't be good for her or Song Haojun.

"Ning Ning, I think …" This marriage is not something that can be divorced so easily. If Song Haojun doesn't sign it, there's nothing you can do about it. " Yan Zixian said thoughtfully.

"I can't take it anymore. I have to live apart for two years." Han Tianning said indifferently.

She didn't want to continue to waste time like this. She watched as her youth and emotions slowly disappeared. In the end, she even lost her own life, but she didn't see any gains.

She did not want to be caught up in that pain again, struggling in the vortex of emotion, no one coming to her rescue.

Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly saw a commotion among the servants.

At the distant gate, he saw the source of the disturbance — — it was Song Haojun.

Yan Ziyan's heart sank. He didn't think that Song Haojun would let go of his pride to come here.

But at the same time, he felt a tinge of joy. Could it be that Song Haojun's feelings for Han Tianning had exceeded his expectations?

If that was the case, at the time he snatched Han Tianning away, Song Haojun would have suffered even more.

The corners of his mouth curled up as he moved closer to Han Tianning, who was staring blankly at the buddhist hand flower. He said in a low voice, "Ning Ning, he's here."

Han Tianning trembled slightly before turning his head to look behind him.

A handsome man who seemed to have walked out of a movie, holding a bunch of fiery red roses, slowly walked towards the garden under the infatuated gazes of the old and young servants.

Before he got out of the car, he had seen Han Tianning and Yan Zixian chatting affectionately.

The real purpose of this woman wanting to get a divorce is to be with you, right?

Just thinking about it made him angry. He was actually thrown off by an ordinary girl who even tried to put on a green hat for him …

If it wasn't for Tang Rui comforting him that he was about to explode, if it wasn't for the fact that he would rather imprison her for a lifetime than allow her to do something that would let him down, Song Haojun wouldn't have gotten off the car and walked towards her.

Anyway, he would take her home first and slowly settle this debt later.

He took half a step back in time and said to Han Tianning, "Your husband is here. I think I should leave."

"Wait …" Han Tianning's heart was in a state of panic. From the moment she saw the oppressive figure, she had been so flustered that she seemed to have a high fever.

In her panic, she reached out her hand to grab onto Yanzi's sleeve, causing thin sweat to ooze out of her skin. In just a few seconds, it was as if she had gone through a ten thousand meter long run. She was panicking and her legs were weak, as if she was looking for something to support her.

But soon after, Han Tianning vaguely discovered that he had lost his composure and quickly tried to retract his hand. However, he was caught by the reverse hand and grabbed onto her arm, asking with concern, "Are you feeling uncomfortable? Do you want to go back to your room first? "

Song Haojun slowed down his steps, only ten meters away, but he felt as if they were separated by a thousand mountains and ten thousand rivers.

Suddenly, he thought of what his father had told him today: If you can get angry, you want to scream because the distance between your heart and heart is too far. In order to fill that distance, you must shout loudly so that the other party can hear … Therefore, when quarreling, don't say to alienate each other, if the distance is too far, there may be no way to shorten the method.

The thorns of the rose had all been pulled out, but Song Haojun felt a stabbing pain. From his fingers to his heart, he even wanted to throw away the flower and turn around to leave …

However, he couldn't give up halfway. He had already reached such a point. Perhaps his parents were already watching him from their room …

Have a little sincerity...

But why did that guy touch his wife? Where are the hands?

Song Haojun gripped the flower tightly and walked in front of Han Tianning and Yan Zixian. In front of Han Tianning, his film emperor-level acting skills were out of control.

He had never liked acting in front of Han Tianning. If he wasn't happy, he would have shouted at her. He didn't want to be suppressed in front of others.

He steadily supported the pale-faced Han Tianning. While she was still flustered, he even placed a hand on her shoulder.