Is this his forgiveness? If so, why did her heart hurt even more when she heard him say this, and she was willing to beat her and scold her, and even gritted her teeth and spit on her viciously, saying that she would never forgive her in her life.

But it wasn't him.

"So, the reason why you want to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau in the afternoon is because you want to accompany her to the hospital in the morning?" Knowing this, Mu Wanchun wanted to hear his answer.

He didn't answer, and he didn't bother to look at her.

Mu Wanchun nodded resignedly, wiped the tears on her face with her sleeve, widened her eyes, and desperately looked up, with suppressed tears, and said, "Okay, I'll go to the Civil Affairs Bureau in the afternoon - I won't take away your Xia family's things." ”

In the VIP exclusive room of the Civil Affairs Bureau, Mu Wanchun watched as the bright red marriage certificate was taken back, stamped on it, and then casually thrown on the table by the staff. Her heart ached uncontrollably: all relations with him would also end with the red color that had been withdrawn.

The staff picked up two more green books, stamped them, and gave one to each of the parties.

That thin notebook, lying in Mu Wanchun's hands at the moment, seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and wanted to crush her, but it was the last proof of her relationship with him.

Mu Wanchun looked at the lonely and lonely single photo on the divorce certificate, couldn't help but glance at the red marriage certificate on the table, opened her mouth, and finally said: "Hello, that, can I take it back?"

The staff glanced at Xia Mohan, only to see Xia Mohan nodding slightly, so they handed the two marriage certificates to the two of them respectively.

Mu Wanchun opened the dazzling red and saw that her former baby had deteriorated, and a conspicuous poke was added to it: the divorce documents of both parties are invalid.

Walking out of the gate of the Civil Affairs Bureau, Mu Wanchun took a deep breath: I see, it's divorce. Although my heart hurts and I am very reluctant, I can't die in the end.

Looking at the white clouds floating in the sky, Mu Wanchun held up a smile and said, "In my life, my greatest wish is to be able to grow old with you and have many, many beautiful children...... It seems that this wish has been frustrated. ”

"The world is difficult, and no one can always be happy. Xia Mohan looked into the distance and said lightly, as if he was comforting her, and as if he was hinting at something.

"Han...... Mr. Xia, I beg you, please don't make our divorce public...... Is it okay?" Mu Wanchun looked up at his familiar face, this was the first time she begged him since she got married.

Xia Mohan looked at her red and swollen eyes, no longer as agile and clear as he was familiar with, and the way she stood showed her deliberate alienation from him.

He nodded slightly: "Don't worry, I won't take the initiative to release any news." However, you must know that paper cannot contain fire, and besides, there are always some good people in this world. ”

Mu Wanchun nodded. Being in the so-called upper class fame and fortune circle, even if a butterfly lands on a flower, it may cause waves to undercurrent.

Mu Wanchun put on sunglasses and a big-brimmed hat, looked at the intersection, and wanted to say goodbye to the person in front of her, but found that her voice couldn't pronounce.

Sensing her intentions, he quickly opened the door of his rushing co-pilot, as he had done a thousand times before, with the same familiarity and thoughtfulness.

After hesitating for a moment, he sat in it. In the limited space, his smell is everywhere, strong and mellow.

No one spoke, the atmosphere became more and more awkward, in the end, he opened his mouth first, saying that she could continue to live in the Xia family. Listening to his magnetic voice, the nail of her right hand digging tightly into the arm of her left hand, she was afraid that she would cry to him for no reason, and begged him to forgive her and return everything to the way it had been.

Out of the corner of his eye, catching a glimpse of her restraint, he turned on the music, trying to ease the somewhat stagnant air.

Feeling his imperceptible tenderness again, her heart sank again: Why? Why did the man in front of her, who was still gentle and tolerant to her, not want her anymore?

"I want to ask why—I'm not reconciled!" Mu Wanchun finished speaking in one breath, biting her lip tightly, and her teeth trembled again.

Xia Mohan seemed a little surprised, he didn't expect that Princess Mu, who was once so arrogant, and she agreed to divorce so easily, would ask for unnecessary answers like the secular women in her ears.

"......" He was silent, not knowing whether he was thinking about the answer or not wanting to answer at all.

"You love her very much?" asked Mu Wanchun again.

"It doesn't matter anymore. You just need to know that from now on, we will have nothing to do with each other. ”

His casual kindness to you may not be really good to you, but it is just his long-term habit, or his long-term upbringing, and politeness.

As for Xia Mohan, everything he did to her was just out of responsibility and responsibility, not love. He seemed to be able to marry many women, and then, as he had done to her, gentle, humble, full of etiquette, and ritual. made people watch from afar, thinking that this was the deep love between the husband and wife of a wealthy family, but no one came to ask her if she was happy and whether she had love.

Woman, you're really thinking too much. And Mu Wanchun wants more than just the daughter-in-law of a wealthy family, what she wants more is to be loved.

Mu Wanchun took a deep breath, put her head on the right window, looked out the window, and tears welled up again, wetting her clothes.

That's fine, since he doesn't love her, it's really hard for him to respect her like a guest for two years, for the sake of loving him so much, let it go!

sent Mu Wanchun to the summer house, and Xia Mohan left. Before leaving, he took out a file bag from the car and handed it to Mu Wanchun, saying that this was what she should get according to the divorce agreement.

"I said, I don't want anything from the Xia family. Mu Wanchun stubbornly refused.

"What I sent out in Xia Mohan, there is no reason to get it back. As for how to deal with it, that's your business. Xia Mohan was more stubborn than her, shoved the file bag into her hand, and drove away.

Looking at the car in the distance, Mu Wanchun's heart had a different feeling for the first time: I was no longer looking forward to his return.

All the servants of the Xia family don't seem to know that the two of them have divorced, and they still treat Mu Wanchun as before, and they haven't even changed their title, and they still call her "Mrs."

Mu Wanchun listened to it, and it was like a dream.

Staying at home, looking at everything familiar and smelling his breath, Mu Wanchun is like sitting on pins and needles.

After thinking about it again, she finally made up her mind, and Mu Wanchun decided to go to the hospital and visit Liu Qianlu.

When she thought of Liu Qianlu, Mu Wanchun would unconsciously think of the fact that she and Xia Mohan had divorced. So, with all kinds of reluctance and sourness, Mu Wanchun slowly took off the wedding ring and put it on the ring finger of his left hand.

The woman he was outside turned out to be her, which made Mu Wanchun unexpected. But no matter who it is, what difference does it make? Even if it's not Liu Qianlu, it will be another woman.

As his name suggests, Liu Qianlu has beautiful facial features, elegant temperament, and gentle temperament, which is indeed a rare and lovely person.

And Liu Qianlu saved Mu Wanchun's life. It was a year ago, when Mu Wanchun was swimming in a club, her foot cramped, it was night, the lights were dim, if it wasn't for Liu Qianlu, maybe she would really be a short-lived ghost.

Because of this kind of love, Mu Wanchun and Liu Qianlu became familiar with each other, and then ate and went shopping together, and went in and out of various activities together. Although the friendship with her is far from being a best friend, it is also a good friend.

Holding a bouquet of Liu Qianlu's favorite pink roses, Mu Wanchun came to the VIP ward, and was about to unscrew the doorknob, but saw that the door was not closed, leaving a slight gap.