Chapter 219: Overthrowing Wang Xifeng (12)

The slight tremor of the body is not noticeable.

Qiao Qiao tried hard to restrain her not too competitive emotions.

She landed on Shang Lu's shoulders and curled up tightly, trying to stop herself from being sad and trembling.

But it still failed.

The sadness in my heart cannot be suppressed.

"Joel! What's wrong? ”

Shang Lu held her waist and wanted her to raise her head.

She buried her head deeper in his shoulder, reluctant to look up.

"Not much, it's just that I've been working hard just now, and I'm a little tired."

Shang Lu kissed her fragrant shoulder, "Then next time I will help, you can just lie down." ”

Holding her by the waist, trying to pick her up from her body.

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Qiao Qiao didn't let it.

"Shang Lu, let me hug it."

These days, Qiao Qiao hasn't mentioned the fact that she doesn't want to be a full-time wife.

She seemed to have become submissive and quiet.

Don't mess with him anymore.

Shang Lu thought that after letting her adapt to it for a month, she had already adapted.

He curled the corners of his lips, knobby fingers running through the long hair that curled over her shoulders.

"What's wrong, miss me?"

Qiao Qiao was silent.

Hold him tighter.

It's as if this hug is the last hug before parting.

There is too much pain and reluctance.

"Looks like you'd like to ask for it again?" Shang Lu brushed her hair.

She still got up from him and lay down, with her back to him.

"I'm a little tired, you go take a shower. I slept and got up to wash. ”

"Okay." Shang Lu leaned over and kissed her back, "I still have an important meeting in a while, I'll come back at noon to accompany you to lunch, huh?" ”

"No need, I'll go to your company to find you at noon. I haven't been to your company either, so I just happened to check it out. Qiao Qiao said with his back to him.

"Okay." Shang Lu was very satisfied, "I'll let Xiao Chen pick you up." ”

"Hmm."

She replied lightly.

Use calm to cover up all kinds of messy emotions in your heart.

Shang Lu took a shower, changed his clothes, sat on the edge of the bed, and kissed her again.

Only then did he leave.

After he left, Qiao Qiao got up and put on a dress.

Standing by the window and seeing his car go away, she sat down at the dresser.

Take out a piece of paper and a pen.

Start writing divorce agreements.

Shang Lu asked her to be a full-time wife.

She really tried.

No matter how much she tried to adapt, she couldn't adapt to it.

When she got married, she wrote the marriage agreement herself.

Shang Lu's house, money, she doesn't want it.

That marriage agreement, I don't know if Shang Lu still keeps it.

divorced, although she knew that he was the richest man in Pengcheng, she still didn't want a penny from him.

Before Shang Lu tricked her, arranged for her to win the grand prize, and the Porsche that was given to her was dismantled by her and returned it.

Now it's the house she bought herself.

The rest of the loan was repaid by Shang Lu when she closed her company.

Then she sells the house, and Shang Lu helps her repay the loan, she will make up for him a lot.

There is also the large flat-story house in the same community that she and Shang Lu provided together, and the down payment was provided by her father-in-law or herself.

After selling it, she took back her own part and returned it to Shang Lu.

She doesn't want to make money.

She wrote all these terms and conditions in the divorce agreement.

Every word written, every sentence written, the heart hurts.

If Shang Lu had to make her a full-time wife, no matter how much she negotiated and communicated, she would have to divorce.

Her mind is clear.

In a real marriage, how many men will always love a stay-at-home wife who can't do anything?

Look at Song Wei, it is the best example.

Before becoming a full-time wife, she was also very capable and capable.

became a full-time wife, and was disliked and hated by Chen Yajun in various ways, and he was also disheartened.

Of course, Shang Lu's character is definitely far better than Chen Yajun.

But who can guarantee that the days to come will not change?

A stay-at-home wife is trapped to death.

With the palms facing up, asking a man for money is always not long-term.

Qiao Qiao knew that her life was good, and she was able to suddenly fly up the branch and become a phoenix.

But the phoenix was a little frightened.

In case one day, Shang Lu didn't want her anymore, and raised her into a parasite who depended on him for everything.

She has lost the ability to be self-reliant and self-reliant, how will she live in the future?

Of course, that's a story for later.

It is unnecessary to worry.

It's something that didn't happen.

But she wants to support herself, and that's right.

How can there really be a Cinderella like those bosses, who are really spoiled by the president for no reason and forever wholeheartedly?

Write the divorce agreement.

Qiao Qiao sent a WeChat message to Song Wei: Weiwei, I decided to divorce Shang Lu.

Song Wei, who received WeChat, was very complicated, sad, worried, distressed, and understood: Buckeye, do you have to leave?

Qiao Qiao: If you were to get married again, would you still be a full-time wife?

Song Wei: I won't be a full-time wife anymore.

If a woman has no career, she is a parasite, and everything has to be attached to the parasite.

Once abandoned by the parasite, there is only one way out.

Song Wei: Qiao'er, I know that everything you do is well thought out. You will definitely not go through the step of divorce unless you have to. Now that you've decided, I'm here for you.

Half past eleven o'clock in the afternoon.

Xiao Chen drove to Hanjing Nine Banyan Terrace, opened the car door, and respectfully greeted Qiao Qiao into the car.

"Be careful, ma'am."

Qiao Qiao sat in the car.

Xiao Chen bent down and went to close the car door.

Sitting in the cab, ready to drive, "Madam, you sit down, we will go to the third master now." ”

"Hmm."

Qiao Qiao put the bag at his side.

Inside the bag, there was her handwritten divorce agreement.

Shangshi Group, Headquarters Building.

Qiao Qiao was coming to the company today, and Shang Lu deliberately went downstairs.

Ready to pick up Qiao Qiao in person.

Rolls-Royce skirts the rockery pond in front of the building and makes an elegant arc across the spacious square.

Finally, stop at the entrance of the building.

The headquarters building of Shangshi Group, which is the tallest building in Pengcheng.

It symbolizes the social status of Shanglu in Pengcheng.

No one can shake it.

So far, Qiao Qiao still can't adapt to his identity as the richest man in Pengcheng.

She looked out the window of the car at the towering building, and a powerful sense of suffocation and depression came over her.

This is the same as Shang Lu's feeling that he has to let her be a full-time wife.

In front of this building, Qiao Qiao felt small and humble.

Shang Lu's power, she is powerless to resist.

I have a complicated mind and have no choice but to do it.

When he saw Shang Lu, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, walking out of the building elegantly and calmly, Qiao Qiao's heart sank.

She picked up the bag at her side and curled it tightly.

There was a trace of sadness in my heart.

She has always been crisp and neat, and once she decided to divorce, she made up her mind.

Without waiting for Shang Lu to approach the car, she resolutely got out of the car.

Shang Lu came to the front, "You should give me a chance to help you drive, I specially went downstairs to pick you up." ”

Qiao Qiao smiled reluctantly.

"What do you want to eat at noon?"

Shang Lu took her hand

"Upstairs there is a restaurant, Chinese, Western, Japanese, Cantonese, Hunan, Sichuan, all available. But there are no roadside stalls you like to eat. ”

"I want to eat at a roadside stall, would you like to accompany me?" Qiao Qiao looked at Shang Lu, her eyes were full of weak pleading, and she was a little sad and sad.

She and Shang Lu started as roadside stalls.

When I met him, I thought he was just an ordinary bankrupt small boss and an ordinary worker.

Where you start, end there.