Wei Yan took out the divorce agreement and didn't even look at the detailed list above. He signed his name and threw the paper on Zong Zhenghuang's body.

His eyes squinted coldly at Zong Zhenghuang, "Are you satisfied now?" ”

"Satisfied, satisfied." Zong Zhenghuang bent down to pick up the papers scattered on the ground and sorted them out in his hands.

Wei Yan's face was pale at his request, but in the end she was helpless. It took a long time for her to control her angry feelings.

"Son, I'm really tired after so many years... I also know that there is no need to stick to this marriage, but I am not wrong, never have been! ”

Her eyes were earnest, and her tone was sincere. But Zong Zhenghuang didn't even move his eyes in the slightest from beginning to end, and only put away the paper and put it on his desk.

"Mom, don't worry, there will be no less money you spend in the future, and the business with your uncle's family will not be affected." Zong Zhenghuang's voice was low, with a deep and hoarse voice.

Wei Yan choked in her throat, didn't say anything, and finally sneered. Walked away, her figure was thin and haggard, Zong Zhenghuang inadvertently caught the corner of his eye, and a sense of amazement rose in his heart, but when he thought of what his mother had done in the past, he didn't feel much anymore.

——

Zong Zheng Baili was leaning on the sofa drinking tea and reading the newspaper, Shu Yan was on the balcony with a painted canvas, wearing a plastic suit, holding three or five paintbrushes in his hand. His eyes were focused on the distant scenery, and his brushes kept shaking.

Whenever she creates, Zongzheng Baili will quietly read the newspaper, or look at her emaciated and three-dimensional back in a daze, and the days will pass away like this.

The phone rang and struck a tinkling tone, and Shu Yan was still waving his brush. Zongzheng Baili got up from the sofa and walked to the phone to pick it up.

"Hey, hello."

"Dad, it's me." Zong Zhenghuang's voice slowly came from the other side.

Zongzheng Baili couldn't help frowning, "If you're your mother's lobbyist, you don't have to bother talking." I'm divorced from this marriage, and I'm definitely not going to see her. ”

Shu Yan heard Zong Zheng Baili's voice from a distance, and the paintbrush in his hand suddenly paused. A stroke slips, and a painting that is about to be completed is destroyed in an instant.

Her hands clenched tightly on the paintbrush, her fingers trembling slightly. But she quickly closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Continue to pretend to be serious, and the brush keeps shaking.

"No, Mom signed it. Wen jiàn is here for me. Zong Zhenghuang's voice came coldly.

"Oh......? Is it? Zong Zheng Baili was silent on the phone for a while, and then said slowly: "I'll ask the lawyer to go to your side to get it." ”

"Okay, but Dad, I have a request."

"What, you say." Zongzheng Baili couldn't help but have a cold face, knowing that this son had never been a fuel-efficient lamp.

"You and Shu Yan should go to the United States, and try not to come back in the future." When he came back and met his mother again, it was a disservice to her, even though he sometimes blamed and resented her. But as a son, he still hopes that his mother can be happier.

Zongzheng Baili said slowly: "We don't plan to live here for long. After saying that, he hung up the phone with a snap.

Zong Zhenghuang handed over the text to Wang Ke, and left the Hengguang Building after a few words.

——

"I said, young master, what are you doing here?" Yang Xu sat on a chair, wearing a white coat, and asked lazily.

"Talk to you." He pursed his lips, his tone was cold, and his eyes were cold.

"You've been sitting here for twenty minutes and haven't said anything!" If you are fine, go first, I have patient appointments behind me, and these patients are either rich or expensive, and they extort a small amount of money.

"My heart is upset." He pointed to his chest and poked it.

Saying this, Yang Xu was so frightened that he jumped up from his chair.

"Oh my God! Why don't you say it directly. I'll arrange an examination for you right away, your body is expensive, if something happens, your subordinates will probably tear down my small clinic. ”

“…… Greedy for life and afraid of death! The nose snorted coldly, and the tone was sarcastic.

"I'm also mortal, of course I'm greedy for life and afraid of death."

Yang Xu didn't care too much, and waved his hand to ask the assistant to arrange a heart examination.

An electrocardiogram (ECG), pulse count, blood tests, and even several sets of heart tests were done. A qiē shows that he is not too healthy, and this physique is proper to participate in triathlon!

"Say, where did Huang Shao encounter unsatisfactory?" Yang Xu's face collapsed, he knew that Zong Zhenghuang was deliberately tossing himself.

"I think I screwed up."

"What's the mess? And the things you messed up? Arabian Nights, incredible! ”

"I don't have anything to do with her anymore, that's what I said. But I regretted it. "His face is calm, and his hand is very natural. Not embarrassed at all, not embarrassed, not the slightest unnatural.

"Didn't you say it yourself, I don't know how to find myself under the stairs......"

Zong Zhenghuang's eyes were suddenly cold, and he glanced at it lightly.

Yang Xu only felt a cool breeze blowing in his heart. Shut up in a hurry, it's really useless to talk too much! He is authoritarian and dictatorial, cold and domineering! It's not the kind of people who are reasonable at all!

"So I feel bad." This sentence, he softened his tone. The eyebrows were furrowed together, very distressed and melancholy.

From childhood to adulthood, Zong Zhenghuang has not been troubled by feelings. This time it stumped him, and it was an unsolvable problem. This exacerbated his helplessness and pain even more.

"Take the face off gently." Yang Xu looked cautious, cautiously and solemnly stretched out his hand to symbolically wipe it on his face, and then said: "Put it in your pocket, and then rush to her ear and tell her what you think in your heart." If you chase a girl, you have to be bold and thick-faced! ”

"......" Zong Zhenghuang looked disdainful, "What about you Catherine?" ”

At the beginning, he was bold and cheeky for three years, and after graduating from high school, he was kicked away and went to Harvard to study politics. Yang Xu's bold and thick face spread to every corner of the aristocratic high school at that time, and it was the negative teaching material of the school many years after graduation.

"......" Yang Xu was choked and couldn't say a word for a long time.

"I know you don't have any good ideas." Zong Zhenghuang got up from the chair, straightened his clothes and was about to leave, but Yang Xu grabbed his sleeve, "There is a lot of strength, call Lu Yan and Yun Jue out." Let's give you ideas. ”

"Three stinkers beat Zhuge Liang?"

“bingo！”

Zong Zhenghuang pondered for a moment, then nodded. Maybe Yun Jue can provide some useful information!

"At the Qingcheng Bar, I let people clear the scene." Zong Zhenghuang took out his mobile phone to make a call as he spoke, but was snatched by Yang Xu. "Big brother, let's just find a small corner to talk to, we don't have to clear the venue, right?"

"Everybody's a mouthful." He frowned in disgust.

"I went to the bar for this atmosphere, and we might as well go to your house to talk about it when everyone is gone."

"My family is fine. Anyway, good wine is not bad bar. ”

“……”