"Han Dong, don't you always talk about divorce. The two of us have no grudges or grudges, as for being in such a hurry?"

"Dragging is not the way to go. ”

"What is the impact of divorce on you now? ”

Han Dong was speechless, and asked half-loudly: "Does it affect you?" ”

The corners of Xia Meng's lips rose, and he laughed at himself: "Everyone in the company said that you couldn't bear to get rid of me, and you said everything nonsense...... You're easy to walk away, but I'm too much of a failure. ”

"It is impossible to maintain this marriage all the time because of these other people's opinions. ”

"I want you to think about it again and give me some buffer time. ”

Xia Meng didn't know how to find these far-fetched reasons, picked up the divorce agreement on the table, crumpled it up and threw it into the trash can next to him.

Han Dong stopped, but he didn't have time. frowned and said, "How long do you have to delay?" ”

"Wait for Dongsheng to improve a little. ”

"You're not afraid that after I divorce you, the company's capital chain will be broken, right? Don't worry, this is impossible. Let's divorce and divorce, after all, the company is still jointly owned, and I will be responsible for it to the end. ”

"I'm the kind of woman I have in your heart?"

"That's pretty much it. ”

Talking about this, Han Dong was in no mood to stay any longer.

He did a lot of calculations, but Xia Meng still refused to sign the divorce agreement. Even so, there is no need to continue to get along.

Called the waiter to settle the bill and said, "Let's go, I'll send you back to Qingtong Street to pick up the car first." ”

Xia Meng stood silently and followed behind him.

Outside, there are fewer people. She grabbed the corner of Han Dongyi: "Hey, it's okay for my car to be left there for the time being, you can pull me home directly." I'll take a taxi to pick it up myself. ”

"That's fine. ”

Han Dong didn't ask any questions, waiting for her to sit in the passenger seat and fasten her seat belt. Start and go to Xia's house.

Half an hour's drive, familiar buildings come into view.

Han Dong didn't drive in, and parked the car on the side of the road at the entrance of the villa.

The weather is about to enter the harsh winter, and the evening wind is icy and biting.

The long road ahead is deserted.

Xia Mengshu was suddenly a little afraid that he was alone, and collected his clothes. Glancing at the man who didn't get out of the car at all and continued to send each other, aggrieved, negative.

As she hesitated to move forward, she noticed the man unbuckle his seatbelt and walked down.

Ordinary and simple manners, Xia Meng's eyes turned red inexplicably.

I used to work hard, but after all, there are people who can vent, share, and see him all the time. Now the work is going well, but I can't find him anymore, I can't hear the next door to the room, the squirming movement, and the only light that is still on every time I go home.

He is used to going to bed late, Xia Meng doesn't care how late he works overtime, how lonely his home is. At least you can find warmth in the light that spills through the crack in the door.

It is precisely the small details that are the easiest to overlook that are the most moving.

She didn't know if the man would change his plan to divorce, but she didn't dare to think about it herself, and she didn't dare to think about it. In the future, without him, which direction will his life go.

I can't tell whether she is dependent on him now or something else, but what is clear is that she can't do without this man who has been intersecting since she was a child, and then has all kinds of contradictions, but she has always trusted.

Yes, she trusted him.

No one can replace this trust.

Thirty meters away from the door, Han Dong stopped.

Xia Meng understood that he was not going to send it again.

After walking for a distance with the big bag and the things she had bought, she turned her head abruptly, and the man's javelin-like figure was still standing in place. I just lit a cigarette, and in the rising smoke, it is unpredictable and unreal.

She suddenly lost her strength, and what she was carrying fell to the ground.

Then, out of nowhere, I got the courage, turned around and walked a few steps and hugged him.

Standing on tiptoe, he caught his lips that still smelled of smoke, greedy, clumsy, and apprehensive.

The cigarette in Han Dong's hand also fell to the ground in a moment, and he was stunned for a while, and began to respond.

The deep and cold night was ignited by this sudden enthusiasm.

Wheezing, Xia Meng hugged him tightly.

I wanted to say something, but I was silent, my body trembled slightly, and my heart trembled.

Wen Cun was close at hand, and Han Dong's eyes lowered and he could see her delicate, delicate ears that could barely be seen through the fluff.

Inside his body, the hidden volcano was about to move and engulf him.

The smell of perfume, the fragrance of shampoo, and the smell of laundry detergent are mixed. It seems to be able to drill into people's hearts.

Han Dong's eyes flashed with complexity, and his gaze passed over her shoulders and landed on the closed door and window of the house.

Xia Meng's voice was like a mosquito fly: "Mom and Ming Ming must have rested." ”

Han Dong's chest rose and fell, and his heart beat violently.

He let out a sigh of relief, his fingers silently resting on the side of his leg. The sharp pain made his eyes clear slightly.

Straightened her shoulders and fled in embarrassment: "I'll go first, I'll see you later." ”

The cold air in the blink of an eye made Xia Meng difficult to react for a while.

Standing still, he watched him pull the locked car door without an inch, and forgot to unlock the electronic lock with the key in his hand.

Hara was disappointed, and then a smile appeared on his face.

She could really feel that a man who had always been calm and organized would be so chaotic that he couldn't even open his own car door.

For the first time, I was able to clearly touch Han Dong's heart. For the first time, I had a more intuitive understanding of him as a person.

She was right to insist on not divorcing.

People who still care about each other, for him, for themselves, divorce is not necessarily a good thing.

In the future, the two of them will have a chance.

Her emotional intelligence has skyrocketed, and she also knows what to do next.

As for Shen Bingyun, she didn't think that the other party had any competitiveness compared to herself.

Physiognomy, identity traits, all sorts of things.

Xia Mengwu was sure that he could turn her into a passer-by in Han Dong's life.

She has what she has, and she has what she doesn't. That being the case, why bother yourself thinking that Han Dong will come together with her in the future.

As long as she still insists, let alone Shen Bingyun, no woman will want to get involved in her marriage with Han Dong.

If she is not married, this relationship will be broken if she is painful. But they are already married and like each other, why should they be forced by other women to regress due to various external factors.

……

Han Dong was also disturbed by Xia Meng's abnormal behavior.

Drive through the night.

The ringing mobile phone temporarily interrupted his thoughts, it was still Shen Bingyun.

He remembered the Haicheng license plate number in front of Xiaoyinhe, the parked vehicle, and the voice, imperceptible coldness: "What's wrong?"

"Brother Dong, when will you ......come back?"

"If I don't go back, there is something to do temporarily. ”

"What's wrong with you...... Am I making you angry......"

Shen Bingyun asked worriedly.

She felt that Han Dong's attitude towards her was different all day long, and she really couldn't think of a specific reason.

Han Dong paused: "Bingyun, what's the situation with those cars parked at the gate of Xiaoyinhe? You tell me who those Haicheng people haven't come for the past few days, whose cars are they." ”

Shen Bingyun was cramped: "Brother Dong, they really didn't come, the car was left behind and forgot to pick it up." Just now, Mr. Chen was looking for someone to drive away......"

"You're dealing with me with this kind of coaxing a three-year-old?"

Shen Bingyun completely lost his mind: "Brother Dong, I didn't mean to do this. I'm afraid that if something goes wrong, they'll take revenge on you......"

"Are you afraid of retaliating against me, or are you reluctant to take the position of the boss of the little galaxy. ”

"That's right, both. But what's wrong, Brother Dong, you can't be so selfish as to forcibly interfere with me based on speculation. When we have money in the future, it's a good thing for you and me, isn't it? ”

"You don't understand how hard I worked before. I threw all my savings into Little Galaxy, and suddenly, let me quit. Let's not talk about whether it will make Uncle Chen angry and suspicious, how can I be willing. ”

"This is the only hope I can see, don't you think it's too cruel to make me give up everything with your words. ”

Han Dong suppressed his anger: "I said, I can help you if you lack money." ”

Shen Bingyun was excited: "I don't want your help, do you understand or not." I want to support you, not rely on you to support me. ”

Han Dong was incredulous: "You fucking stupid, I told you what Chen Yanfeng is, and playing with fire is not this kind of play." ”

"Do you have proof? You don't, just speculation. ”

"By the time there was evidence, it was all too late. ”

Han Dong didn't want to argue anymore, so he hung up directly.

Tomorrow is the official opening node of Dongsheng's online store, and he didn't want to be affected by these trivial matters before.

Words are all here, and benevolence is also enough.

Shen Bingyun continued to insist, he couldn't interfere.

Because, he was only 90% sure in his heart that Chen Yanfeng was involved in drugs. Shen Bingyun himself is willing to bet the remaining ten percent, what can he do.