He Yiming only felt that a thread in his head seemed to move suddenly, and many things that he couldn't figure out before seemed to be clearer in an instant.

The marriage he once resisted, the marriage he once thought was a virtual marriage, was actually not an empty shell.

Wen Qing's enthusiasm before was not fake, and the indifference and indifference revealed later were not fake.

Even if there is a woman by his side who can't speak, even if she has a man in her heart who can't be spoken, their lives are real.

He Yiming didn't know what he was going to do now, let alone what would happen next.

He just knew that he didn't want a divorce.

Even if Wen Qing hated himself, even if she said a hundred times that she wanted a divorce, he didn't want her to leave his side.

He Yiming looked at her so calmly, the anger in his eyes slowly dissipated, and what remained was indescribable indifference.

Even, there is a little bit of anticipation.

His life can be changed, it's time to change.

He Yiming got up from the bed, sat on the sofa, and watched Wen Qing sobbing on the bed.

Slowly, she seemed to be tired from crying, and finally fell asleep.

He Yiming stood up at this time, pulled the quilt over her and covered her, and then turned around and went to the study.

The next morning, when Wen Qing woke up, she only felt that her eyes were swollen and couldn't open them at all.

She reached out and touched it, and felt that her eyes had turned into two giant walnuts!

Groping on the edge of the bed and sitting up, Wen Qing reached out and touched the clothes on her body.

OK.

Although she didn't know why He Yiming stopped suddenly last night, the clothes on his body were still intact, indicating that he hadn't done anything to him.

Wen Qing fumbled to get up, and Aunt Xiang walked in.

"Madam, are you awake?!"

Wen Qing looked towards the door and saw Aunt Xiang coming over with a happy face.

"Aunt Xiang."

"Madam, sir is waiting below, shall I change your clothes and go to breakfast?"

Wen Qing was stunned, "Sir? ”

"Yes," Aunt Xiang smiled, and hurriedly went to the wardrobe to rummage through the clothes, "Mr. said that he would take you out today, let me dress you up beautifully." ”

He patted his head again, "By the way, your eyes are swollen, I have to go find you some ice cubes to reduce the swelling." ”

Wen Qing was inexplicably pulled up by Aunt Xiang for a long time, and then she was pulled down again.

When I went downstairs, I saw that He Yiming had already put on his clothes for going out and was waiting there.

"What do you do?" Wen Qing's eyes were full of vigilance.

He Yiming hooked his lips, "Do what you want." ”

Wen Qing's eyes lit up, "Go through the divorce procedures?" ”

He Yiming's expression immediately became ugly, and he glared at Wen Qing viciously, gritting his teeth a little, "Except for this!" ”

Wen Qing wanted to ask again, but Aunt Xiang came over and stuffed Wen Qing with a thermos box.

"Didn't you, sir, say you're in a hurry? I packed porridge for my wife, which she could eat in the car! As he spoke, he pushed Wen Qing out, "You can leave now." ”

He Yiming nodded, turned around, and left first.

Wen Qing felt inexplicable, but still followed.