Yu Zhan closed her eyes in pain, and two strings of crystal tears slid down her fair cheeks, which was particularly distressing to look at.

No matter how sad and sad she was, Yu Zhan didn't forget to show her thoughtfulness and generosity in front of Cheng Nanwei, "Drive carefully on the way back, take care of your aunt at night..."

Cheng Nanwei stared at Yu Zhan's back, slammed the steering wheel hard, and when there was only one person, the cold and calm disguise on his face was removed, revealing a tired and painful look.

Thinking about what happened that day, Cheng Nanwei suddenly became irritable, and he strongly wanted to smoke a cigarette.

In the past, Cheng Nanwei liked to smoke when he thought about things, but since he and Cong Jiajia decided to have children, he consciously quit smoking, but there are too many socials around him, smoking is the rule of the scene, his big leader smokes, and the people below naturally smoke some too.

Cheng Nanwei occasionally sucks one when he is socializing, and sometimes when he is particularly troubled at home, he will light one and sandwich it between his fingers to let it spontaneously combust, and when he is extremely irritable, he sucks two sips hard.

He took out a box of cigarettes from his coat pocket, lit one, took a few puffs, accidentally, a puff of cigarette choked into the trachea, the burning sensation spread everywhere, he sat in the car and coughed for a while, his face was red from the cough, and tears came out.

Cheng Nanwei was not worried about Yu Zhan's entanglement at the moment, all he was thinking about was Cong Jiajia.

This child may be really spoiled by herself, too willful, impulsive in doing things, sometimes unreasonable, her past with Yu Zhan, just like growing into her blood and bones, no matter how she explains, she can't guarantee it, as long as she has a little contact with Yu Zhan, she immediately becomes suspicious and asks the bottom of it...

After a little reprimand, she yelled for a divorce, which Cheng Nanwei hated the most, a symbol of a person's lack of responsibility and morality, and in his previous career, these shortcomings were regarded by him as the worst qualities in people.

Cheng Nanwei took a few puffs of cigarettes, his heart was irritable, he thought about Cong Jiajia's annoyed little face, resentful eyes, and sighed heavily, if it weren't for his mother still waiting in the hospital, he really wanted to drive home to see Cong Jiajia.

Today, he and Cong Jiajia both said heavy things to each other, I'm afraid that the little girl will be angry and can't sleep all night...

Cheng Nanwei couldn't drive home to see Cong Jiajia, thought about it, took out the phone and called Cong Jiajia.

The phone rang for a long time, but no one answered, just when Cheng Nanwei thought that Cong Jiajia was angry and refused to answer his phone, Cong Jiajia picked up the phone, and her cold and sober voice came from the other side of the phone, "Hey..."

Cheng Nanwei listened to Cong Jiajia's voice, his heart was irritable all night, and he was inexplicably calmer, and asked in a soft tone: "You haven't slept yet?" ”

"Didn't sleep, what's the matter with you?" Cong Jiajia's tone was still very hard, and there was no change in the slightest because of Cheng Nanwei's soft voice.

"Tonight's thing, it's me who is not good, I shouldn't quarrel with you, don't think too much, sleep well, I'll go home tomorrow, let's talk about it." After saying this, Cheng Nanwei wanted to bite his tongue down, his original intention of calling was just to know about Cong Jiajia's situation, but why did his mouth flutter and apologize to this wayward little girl.

Cong Jiajia's attitude was not detoured because of Cheng Nanwei's apology, she just said softly, "I know." Then he hung up.

Cheng Nanwei stared at the phone, frowned, and vaguely realized that the matter was strict, and the little girl seemed to be really angry this time...

Cong Jiajia was really angry and sad this time, and she felt disheartened about this marriage and Cheng Nanwei.

Yu Zhan pressed in front of her little by little, with Dong Zheming's push next to her, and Cheng Nanwei's whitewashing, she really didn't have the strength to fight against these people anymore, even if Cong Jiajia believed that Cheng Nanwei didn't do anything to be sorry for her, but she no longer had the courage to persevere.

Again and again, the ambiguous facts, like a boulder, rolled down from the top of the mountain one after another, Cong Jiajia used all her strength to dodge one piece, another piece, she dodged, dodged several times, although she was not stoned to death, it had already hurt her original anger.

A marriage like a war, thinking about other women's husbands, these are not the lives Cong Jiajia wants, even if she wants to, such a marriage will not last long.

Cheng Nanwei said that she clamored for divorce every time, as if she was just scaring him, Cong Jiajia really decided to divorce this time.

Divorce is a very important thing for women, and it is usual that it should be discussed with her parents, but Cong Jiajia has no one to discuss.

If Dad knew that he was going to divorce Cheng Nanwei, he would definitely suppress himself and Cheng Nanwei to continue to live; If Fan Yuehua knew that she was going to divorce Cheng Nanwei, she would have to clap her hands and laugh.

Bai Yanyan went to Ye Xiang's house, and telling her this at this time would only make her worry about herself, so this matter only needs Cong Jiajia to make up her mind.

Cong Jiajia decided to divorce and began to have difficulties with her future life, she has no house, no savings, where can she go here if she leaves Cheng Nanwei? How should I live?

She thought about her miserable situation, she deserved it, she was stimulated by Cheng Ye at the beginning, in order to find a backer, so she married Cheng Nanwei, and today's end is also the price of vanity, and she deserves it.

All the property in the family is Cheng Nanwei's, when she got married, Cong Jiajia bought gold and diamonds, thinking that if she divorced one day, she could take some away, but on this day, Cong Jiajia didn't want to take these away.

100% of the things here are Cheng Nanwei's, and she has not made any contribution to this family, so she will not ask for anything, she will leave Cheng Nanwei with her head held high.

Cong Jiajia sat on the bed and thought for a long time, and finally decided to borrow some money from her good classmates and friends, rent an attic like Bai Yanyan used to live in, or find a collective apartment to live in first.

made a decision and thought about the future, Cong Jiajia's tangled and painful heart calmed down, she pulled out the small suitcase she brought out from her mother's house, and from the innermost part of the cloakroom, she found out the cheap clothes, pants, shoes and socks she had originally had, and put them in the suitcase, and Cheng Nanwei did not take away any of the expensive clothes she bought for her later.

Packing up her simple clothes, Cong Jiajia dragged the suitcase to the door and put it down, it was too late today, she had nowhere to borrow money, she couldn't leave, so she could only stay in this house for another night.

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