"Happy 3rd wedding anniversary, go home early, I have prepared a surprise that you will definitely love."

After sending the text message, Ruan Xingwan re-entered the kitchen and was happily busy.

It seems that the news of this sinking stone into the sea has not affected her mood.

The servant said, "Madam, I'll help you." ”

"No need, you're busy, I want to make him a meal tonight."

The servant said enviously: "Mrs. and Mr. are really affectionate. ”

Ruan Xingwan pulled her lips and smiled, but did not answer.

Is she and Zhou Cishen in love?

It's not so much about love as it is about acting on the spot.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Zhou Cishen arrived home.

As soon as Ruan Xingwan set the dishes and chopsticks, the warm breath of the man behind her was covered, her chin was wrenched, and her lips were roughly blocked by the man.

She was stunned for a moment, then reached out and pushed him away.

Zhou Cishen wrapped his arms around her waist, pinched her chin with his long fingers, and his dark eyes narrowed slightly: "You specially called me back, isn't this just for this." ”

Ruan Xingwan explained softly: "No, today is our third wedding anniversary, and I really have a gift for you." ”

Zhou Cishen let go of her and said lightly: "There is no need for gifts, after all, the surprises you have always had have made me only surprised, not happy." ”

Ruan Xingwan tugged at the corners of her lips, didn't refute, and turned around and went into the kitchen.

Soon, the last course was served.

She picked up her glass: "Cheers to celebrate our third wedding anniversary." ”

Under the light, the man's facial features were handsome and heavy, the bridge of his nose was straight, and his thin lips were pursed lightly, with a slight anger.

After drinking, she continued to pour a second glass.

Cup after cup.

In the end, Ruan Xingwan was a little drunk, lying on the table and looking at the man opposite who had never fluctuated, and his tone dragged on a little long: "Zhou Cishen, even today, can't you show me a little smile?" ”

"What do you want me to do with you, to go crazy with you, or to accompany you to spend this extremely boring anniversary?"

"How can it be boring, there can be several wedding anniversaries in life, maybe after this, there will be no next one."

Zhou Cishen snorted lightly as if he had heard some joke: "Will you let it not be?" ”

Ruan Xingwan shook the remaining liquid in the cup, her eyes a little moistened by the soft light.

Zhou Cishen didn't want to waste time here with him, so he got up and went upstairs.

He tore off his tie in annoyance, and just as he was about to untie his shirt, a pair of soft little hands were wrapped around him, and the overwhelming smell of wine followed.

Ruan Xingwan said: "Don't worry, my gift hasn't been delivered yet......"

Zhou Cishen turned around, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and looked at her without saying a word.

Ruan Xingwan's cheeks were flushed, and a pair of surging eyes looked at him innocently, making people unable to take their eyes off.

Zhou Ci's deep throat knot rolled, even if he didn't want to admit it, the person in front of him was undoubtedly beautiful, and he had enough capital to make a man's heart move.

Almost without thinking, he lifted her chin and pressed his lips up, priing her open.

Ruan Xing was in pain and sighed.

Her eyes curled around his neck in confusion.

The man braced his hands at her side, hooked the tails of his eyes, and sneered.

Ruan Xingwan is especially active tonight, this kiss is like a game, whoever wins, can dominate the other party.

Just as he reached out to grab the things on the bedside table, Ruan Xingwan muttered: "Zhou Cishen, let's divorce." ”

The man paused: "What did you say?" ”

Ruan Xingwan knew that he heard clearly, and still repeated clearly: "Let's divorce." ”

Zhou Cishen lost interest in an instant, and his voice was cold: "How much money do you want." ”

She is always like this, in order to ask for money, she will not compromise the means, and the tricks are endless.

"Not a penny."

Ruan Xingwan took out the divorce agreement from under the pillow: "If there is no problem, sign it." ”

Zhou Cishen's face was gloomy: "Ruan Xingwan, you'd better stop in moderation, I don't have time to play this kind of boring trick with you." ”

"Didn't I say I'm going to give you a surprise tonight, you see, isn't it a big celebration for the whole world?"

Zhou Ci's thin lips pursed, and after a few seconds: "Are you serious?" ”

Ruan Xingwan nodded: "How about it, so there is only joy, no surprise." ”

"Okay, don't regret it."

After speaking, Zhou Cishen left mercilessly.

The door slammed shut.

Ruan Xingwan looked down at the divorce agreement in his hand that Zhou Cishen had never even given a straight eye, and it took a long time to pull his lips and finally laugh.

That night, Ruan Xingwan packed up everything.

And all she had, all she had was a suitcase.

She didn't take any of the jewelry, bags, shoes, and clothes that Zhou Cishen bought, and he didn't give them to her willingly.

The marriage is divorced, what's the point of keeping these.

When leaving, Ruan Xingwan looked at the divorce agreement that was resting on the cold coffee table, and still picked it up.

Passing by the dining room, Ruan Xingwan glanced at the dining table, the tableware in front of Zhou Cishen was clean and bright, and it had not been touched at all.

This wedding anniversary, as imagined, is still so unpopular.

But fortunately, it is superimposed on the divorce anniversary.

When Zhou Cishen thought about it later, he might laugh when he was annoyed.

This is probably the most satisfying thing she has done for him since she has been married for so long.

Sitting in the taxi, Ruan Xingwan looked at the flashing scenery outside, and suddenly felt a sense of relief.

The fake phoenix, who has been a wealthy wife for three years, is about to return to the slum where she belongs.

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