Sedum looked at Wen Wan with a heavy face, wanting to refute but couldn't find the words to refute for a while.

"Sedum, you sign the divorce. I won't ask you for anything, you are still the second largest shareholder of Jingshi Group, so we can get together and disperse. ”

"It's good to get together and disperse?!" Jing Tianhong's face was cold and heavy, and his eyes were cold, "You married me for your son, and now you divorce me for your son, for so many years, although you have abided by your wife's duty, you have never treated me wholeheartedly, let alone really loved me for a day, and you have always had Luo Jingnan and your son in your heart." What is our daughter, have you ever thought about Xiaoyue?"

How could Sedum agree to divorce Wen Wan, not to mention that he wouldn't be able to do anything with the Jing Group when he held it, and now that Jing Zhichen took the Jing Group from him, he would even more not, once he divorced Wen Wan, then Jing Zhichen and even the entire Wen family would never take care of him again, and they could do whatever they wanted with him. Stay in the blood.

Right now. He lost the position of chairman of Jing's Group, so he must not let go of the talisman of gentleness. As long as he doesn't divorce Wen Wan for a day, he will be Wen Wan's husband for a day, and the Wen family will have to take care of him for a day.

"Xiaoyue is eighteen years old. No longer a child. Wen Wan's eyes swept at Sedum Tianhong, and said, "What's more, if Xiao Yue knows what you did, it is not certain whether she recognizes you as a father or not." ”

Sedum Hong's eyebrows frowned, and a trace of panic couldn't help but pass through his eyes, but it was fleeting, and Wen Wan didn't notice it at all.

With a sneer, Sedum Hong forced himself to calm down. "Wan'er, if you really want to be so ruthless, then don't blame me for being unjust. ”

"Sedum, what do you want to do?"

Jing Tianhong tugged at the corners of his mouth with a little smugness, "If you have to divorce, then I can only announce the fact that Jing Zhichen is a wild seed to the media, and then I will see who the most painful and embarrassing person is." ”

"Sedum Tianhong..."The gentle gaze like an ice cream shot at Sedum Tianhong, and her originally calm posture instantly became slightly chaotic, she didn't expect Sedum Tianhong to be so shameless and despicable, and actually grabbed her lifeblood to threaten her, "Marriage, I'm divorced, if you dare to announce Achen's life experience, I will devote the entire Wen family to make your life not good." ”

When the words fell, Wen Wan didn't look at Jing Tianhong anymore and didn't stay for another second before turning around and striding away, this place and Jing Tianhong is a person, she never wants to step in again, and she never wants to see her again.

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An Yiran didn't expect that Jing Zhichen would personally pick her up from work, even if Jing Zhichen's attitude towards her after waking up from a coma in a car accident turned 180 degrees, even if everyone in the capital knew about her relationship with Jing Zhichen, she never dared to expect Jing Zhichen to pick her up from work in person.

This kind of thing, she just dared to fantasize about it occasionally, but today it actually came true.

Now the most enthusiastic thing for the paparazzi is to track and report her relationship with Jing Zhichen anytime and anywhere, so as long as she and Jing Zhichen appear together, there will be paparazzi.

Although An Yiran does not exclude the paparazzi's attention and reporting on her and Jing Zhichen's employment at all, what she doesn't understand is that Jing Zhichen has always been extremely low-key, and he never allowed any media to expose his identity and photos before the car accident, why does he not object to or care about the paparazzi's reports now?

Is it just because Jing Zhichen is in love with her, so everything comes first to her liking? If she doesn't mind, then he won't care?

In the car, An Yiran looked at Jing Zhichen's angular and handsome side face, and asked coquettishly, "Chen, don't you mind being followed by reporters now?"

Jing Zhichen's slender fingers tapped the steering wheel gently, and he drove the car seriously, without the slightest intention of looking sideways at An Yiran.

"Yes, it's okay if you don't mind me. ”

"Why?"

Jing Zhichen smiled and sneered lightly, "It's good if you like it, if you don't like it, I can make those paparazzi disappear." ”

An Yiran smiled happily, although Jing Zhichen's answer did not satisfy her 100%, but he could say that she was already very content, "No, that's just their job, you don't have to embarrass them." ”

Jing Zhichen nodded, and drove silently all the way to Anjia's garden.

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In the big garden of An's house, Luo Yiyi was sitting in a wheelchair and was struggling to build a big snowman by himself, and there were two servants standing next to him, but Luo Yiyi refused to let them help and insisted on building it by himself.

Luo Yiyi held a small shovel in his hand to shovel the snow into a pile, and then bent down to make the pile of snow into a circle.

She first made a large round snowball to make the snowman's feet, and then made a smaller round snowball to make the snowman's body.

The maid saw that she was struggling to carry the snowball and wanted to go forward to help carry it, but Luo Yiyi refused, and she instructed the servant, "Go to the cloakroom in my room and get a larger hat, then a pair of scissors, and two branches of about the same size." ”

After hearing this, the two servants of course knew that Luo Yiyi wanted these things for building snowmen, so they didn't ask anything more and went their separate ways.

After the servant left, Luo Yiyi struggled to hold the snowball in his arms with one hand, and then turned the wheelchair with one hand and pushed it next to the snowman who had just finished his feet a few steps away.

After placing the snowball on the snowman's feet, Luo Yiyi began to shovel the snow again and make a smaller round snowball to make the snowman's head, and for almost an hour, Luo Yiyi was silent in his own world, completely ignoring and not caring about what was happening elsewhere or anyone coming in.

At the gate, a black Maybach slowly drove into the garden and drove towards the direction of the main building, as if with gravity, Jing Zhichen's eyes looked in the direction of the left, and at a glance he saw the slender figure that almost melted with the snow not far away.

The corner of his eye was desperately attracted, and soon Jing Zhichen stopped the car in front of the main building, and then turned off the car's engine.

An Yiran unbuckled her seat belt and got out of the car, but she didn't see Jing Zhichen get out of the car with her.

"Chen, why don't you get out of the car?" An Yiran asked curiously, leaning over.

Jing Zhichen took out a pack of cigarettes in the car, then found a lighter on his body, and said lightly at the corner of his mouth, "I'll smoke a cigarette, it's cold outside, you go in first." ”

It's icy and snowy, and it's really cold outside, so An Yiran nodded and agreed, "Okay, then you come in quickly, I'll go to the kitchen and make a few dishes you like to eat first." ”

Jing Zhichen nodded, and then lit the cigarette in his hand.

An Yiran smiled brightly and walked towards the main building.

The cigarette was lit, but Jing Zhichen just held it between his fingers and didn't suck it, looking at An Yiran's figure in sight, he pushed open the door and got out of the car and leaned on the door, and then, all his greedy eyes were cast on the slender figure.

Luo Yiyi sat in a wheelchair in an off-white coat, and her red scarf and gloves were thrown aside in the snow, burning people's eyes.

Luo Yiyi's hair is very black and black, black like the coming black curtain, her skin is very white and white, so white that people can't guess whether it is the color of snow or her color.

The long black hair covered half of Luo Yiyi's snow-white face, so that Jing Zhichen couldn't guess Luo Yiyi's emotions at this time, and he couldn't see her expression clearly at this time, he only felt that Luo Yiyi was very serious at this moment.

Jing Zhichen watched Luo Yiyi sit in a wheelchair and bend over to make a snowball, and then came to the snowman with a large part of the snowman and made the snowball into a snowman's head.

After the snowman's head was piled up, Luo Yiyi stopped, looked at the snowman built for a few seconds, Luo Yiyi pushed the wheelchair and picked up the red scarf on the side and put it on the snowman's neck, and then, she took the branch from the maid who walked towards her, made it into the snowman's two hands, and took a black hat from the maid's hand and put it on the snowman's head.

Just when Jing Zhichen thought that Luo Yiyi's snowman was ready, Luo Yiyi took scissors and cut off the buttons on his coat and made the eyes and nose of the snowman.

It's a perfect and beautiful snowman, the only thing that's bad is the snowman's mouth.

Jing Zhichen subconsciously guessed, what would Luo Yiyi use to make a snowman's mouth? Is it a branch? Is it her glove? Or something else?

Just as Jing Zhichen stared at Luo Yiyi and thought about it, he saw Luo Yiyi pick up scissors with one hand and drop them on the index finger of his other hand, and then, the dazzling bright red instantly gushed out and dripped on her beige coat.

The heart was pricked by a needle and contracted suddenly.

At this moment, Jing Zhichen felt a chill down his spine, and the steps under his feet were uncontrolled and walked towards Luo Yiyi.

It's just that after only taking two steps, his steps stopped again, because Luo Yiyi raised her hand, and her index finger was gently imprinted on the snowman's face, drawing a bewitching lip flap, which was seductive.

Looking at the snowman in front of him and the figure that seemed to have become bewitching, Jing Zhichen suddenly forgot to breathe, only the cold air poured into his body from his mouth and nose unscrupulously, making his body as cold as ice, and he didn't even realize that the cigarette butt burned his hands.

"Yiyi. Jian Yue came out of the main building and walked in the direction of Luo Yiyi, "Yiyi, are you done?" ”

Slowly approaching, when Jian Yue found the dazzling blood color of the snowman's mouth, she subconsciously looked at Luo Yiyi's hand, who was still holding scissors.

When he saw Luo Yiyi's fingers that were still dripping blood, he immediately rushed over in distress, and then held Luo Yiyi's hand, "What is this, why is it injured and bleeding?"

Luo Yiyi looked up at Jian Yue, who was nervous, and smiled faintly, "Mom, it's okay, I accidentally scratched it." ”

The two servants stood aside and frowned, they really didn't understand the behavior of the two young ladies, and they wanted to cut their fingers in order to draw a mouth for the snowman? Wouldn't it be enough to take a lipstick? Is this a masochistic play or a masochistic play?

"How did you two take care of Yiyi, why didn't you help her and hurt her?" In a hurry, Jian Yue could only ask the sin servant.

"Mom, it's none of their business, I told them not to help. ”

"Yiyi. ”

Jian Yue grabbed Luo Yiyi's injured finger distressedly, and then took off his scarf with one hand and put it on Luo Yiyi's neck.

Luo Yiyi chuckled, "Mom, I'm hot." ”

Jian Yue glared at Luo Yiyi, her eyes were distressed and reproachful, and then she said to the servant, "Why are you still stunned, quickly push the second lady back and then go and take out the hospital box." ”

"Okay. ”

"Mom, it's okay. ”

Jian Yue looked at Luo Yiyi, sighed and didn't say anything, but the distress on her face did not decrease at all.

Jing Zhichen looked at the figure that gradually came into his sight, raised his lips and sneered, extremely gloomy and cold, but his heart was mixed, and he couldn't tell whether it was pain, hatred or anger for a while.

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