In the blink of an eye, the car drove back to the place where the two had made an appointment to meet.

"It......'s all right! I'll go first!" Ling Han always felt that the atmosphere was a little weird, and he wanted to jump out of the car immediately. But as soon as she opened the car door, her movements stopped, and she slowly looked back at Fang Jinyu, "That ......"

"Huh?"

"Don't give money...... Is it really possible?" Ling Han asked with a slight humility as he touched his hair.

Fang Jinyu narrowed her eyes and replied with a smile: "Yes." Don't worry! I really don't need me to send you back? I was supposed to go to the mall together, but the club has something to do temporarily, I'm really embarrassed. ”

"Oh!" Ling Han nodded vigorously, "Just send me here." I can find my way back~"

Then he scratched his head: "It's me who should say I'm sorry! You're so busy, but I'll pull you out to get a haircut with me...... Clothes and shoes or something, buy them next time~"

"Senior sister. Fang Jinyu suddenly looked serious.

"Huh?" Ling Han tensed.

"Actually," Fang Jinyu squinted again, "you look good in whatever you wear." ”

"Huh?" Ling Han stood a little messy in place, and his heart "suddenly" jumped.

"I'll go first. Fang Jinyu dropped such a sentence and drove away, leaving Ling Han stunned.

"What are you doing...... Ling Han only felt that his face was hot, and when he reached out to touch it, it was really hot, "I'm blushing? It's ...... hell" It seems that seventeen years of Taoism can't match Fang Jinyu's fluttering words.

Thinking like this, Ling Han couldn't help but laugh at himself fiercely in his heart, and then returned home with long black and straight hair.

Soon to the fourth floor, she hummed a song while pulling the key out of her bag.

"I'm so happy, are you willing to come back?"

Leng Buding heard Jiang Yichen's voice from above his head, Ling Han screamed, and the key fell to the ground.

"Hey, you're sick......" Ling Han looked at Jiang Yichen with wide eyes.

Jiang Yichen walked down the steps above without saying a word, standing in front of Ling Han, staring at her eyes quietly.

Ling Han also met his gaze angrily, unwilling to lose.

In the end, it was Jiang Yichen who was defeated. He sneered, and his voice seemed to burst out of his chest: "You're always like this." ”

What does this look ......like?

Ling Han muttered in his heart, and blurted out breathlessly, "What's wrong with me like this?"

"It's not much! I'm just fed up!" Jiang Yichen's voice was still cold, he reached out and pulled Ling Han's arm, the touch brought by his fingertips was also cold, "Go into the house and get the agreement, go down to the Civil Affairs Bureau to go through the divorce procedures." ”

Ling Han subconsciously withdrew his arm: "It's a hot day, why are your hands so cold?"

Jiang Yichen's expression, which was still tight, softened for a moment, with a little surprise in his eyes: "At this time, you suddenly care about me?"

Unexpectedly, Ling Han raised his hand to probe Jiang Yichen's forehead very seriously, and there was worry on his face that couldn't be hidden: "Are you sick?"

Jiang Yichen's eyes flickered a few times. He looked down at Ling Han's face, and his heartbeat unconsciously missed a few beats.

"Let's go to the hospital. Ling Han couldn't help but take Jiang Yichen's hand and was about to go downstairs.

Jiang Yichen was majestic for a while, his arm was raised slightly, and he actually threw Ling Han away, only to see her fall to the ground with an unstable center of gravity, and almost rolled down the stairs.

Jiang Yichen was shocked, the words "I'm sorry" had already come to his lips, but what came out was faint: "It's okay." ”

Ling Han was not angry, he quickly got up from the ground, patted the dust on his body, and shook his head.

"All year round, you don't have to make a fuss. ”

"Then it's time to go to the hospital to take a look!" Ling Han insisted on taking Jiang Yichen to the hospital.

"You don't have to pretend to be kind! whether my body is good or bad has nothing to do with you. Jiang Yichen just shirked duplicitously, wanting to provoke Ling Han, "Divorce." ”

A hint of surprise clearly flashed across Ling Han's face. She didn't know that Jiang Yichen would be so disgusted with herself.

"Oh......" Ling Han bit his lip and took the key to open the door, but failed to insert the key into the lock hole after several attempts.

Finally entered the house, Ling Han didn't bother to change his shoes, walked into the room quickly, found the divorce agreement between the two, and handed it to Jiang Yichen. Then he jumped to the side quickly, looking at Jiang Yichen from a long distance, not allowing himself to show any concern and curiosity about him.

"Shall you go now?"

As soon as the words were asked, Ling Han regretted it—"Ling Han, are you stupid! What are you going to ......do at noon?"

"It seems that you can't wait?" Sure enough, Jiang Yichen grabbed the handle again, "Bear with it for two more hours!"

Ling Han pursed her lips and didn't say anything anymore, in fact, at this time, whatever she said would be sneered at by Jiang Yichen, so it was better to keep her mouth shut. But the stomach was "growling" at this time.

"What?" Jiang Yichen looked at Ling Han with a smirk, "He's so stingy that he's reluctant to invite you to lunch?"

Ling Han was unhappy in his heart: "What are you talking about...... I have leftovers at home, so why should I have someone else pay for me?"

After listening to Ling Han's answer, Jiang Yichen's face showed an expression that was the same as Fang Jinyu: "You...... You're going to eat leftovers?"

"What's wrong with leftovers! It's not rancid or spoiled, why can't you eat it?" Ling Han still kept a long distance from Jiang Yichen, even if she was angry in her heart, she still didn't dare to shout loudly - she was afraid that if she got into a fight, her little arms and legs couldn't beat Jiang Yichen at all.

"Nothing. Jiang Yichen walked to the sofa and sat down, picked up the remote control on the coffee table and turned on the TV.

"Something's wrong. Ling Han muttered quietly, as if he was afraid that Jiang Yichen would hear it, so he hurriedly turned around and walked into the kitchen and began to heat up the meal.

When the meal was served, she didn't forget to take an extra pair of chopsticks.

"Have you eaten it?"

Jiang Yichen stared at the TV and ignored her.

"Then I'll eat it......"

Jiang Yichen still didn't say anything.

Ling Han shrugged his shoulders boringly, as if talking to himself and as if he was saying to Jiang Yichen: "My mother stewed chicken soup, I can't eat it alone, and I poured it out to blame and waste." ”

Jiang Yichen suddenly got up, walked towards the dining table, sat down next to Ling Han, and picked up the dishes and chopsticks.

Ling Han wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, so he had to bury his face in the bowl and pretend to be pickpocketing.

"My lord is really strange, why do you have to pretend......" she muttered in her heart, and couldn't help but raise her eyes and secretly look at Jiang Yichen, "You look quite thoughtful, why is your temper so bad?"

"What are you looking at?"

"Huh?!" Ling Han was taken aback by Jiang Yichen, and hurriedly retracted his gaze in a panic, "No...... Nope!"