The magic capital, the living room of the old bungalow.

In front of the grand conference table made of mahogany, two people sat upright.

Feng Yuanqing looked at the 'divorce agreement' that was pushed in front of her with a bitter face, and her vision blurred unexpectedly.

The two incomparably clear words of divorce were like two sharp knives stabbing her heart, and her whole body trembled involuntarily.

Feng Yuanqing, who was dressed in a white dress, was like a little white flower swaying in the wind and rain at the moment, extremely weak, helpless and pitiful.

In this regard, the male secretary in the suit and leather shoes was completely indifferent and kept an expressionless face, and said with a blank face, "Ms. Feng Yuanqing, as long as you sign this divorce agreement, this house worth 30 million yuan will be transferred to your name, and in the love of husband and wife, Mr. Yi is willing to pay you 20 million at one time as alimony, with this money, you can rest assured in the rest of your life." ”

"No, I don't sign, I want to see him! Even if it's a divorce, he should have told me personally! His eyes were red, and his tears couldn't help but fall, Feng Yuanqing shook his head desperately, and the whole person was a little shaky, as if he would fall unbearably in the next second.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Yi has been very busy lately and doesn't have time to deal with this kind of trivial matter. Ms. Feng Yuanqing, with all due respect, Mr. Yi has already given a lot, please don't be greedy and swallow the elephant, otherwise, you will only end up with nothing. The male secretary's sharp warning, his face full of indifference without pity, and his whole businesslike attitude.

"Think for yourself, I'll be back tomorrow this time. If you insist on doing so and are unwilling to sign, we will take extraordinary measures, and when the time comes, you may end up with nothing and leaving the house. Forgive me one last sentence: do it in moderation, and accept it when you see it. Excuse me, farewell. ”

After saying that, the male secretary simply got up and left.

Feng Yuanqing sat on the chair in a daze, suddenly covered her face, lay on the table and cried, crying sadly for a long time, until the tears were dry, Feng Yuanqing got up, went to the bathroom to wash her face, and poured water for herself when she came out.

After slowly drinking a glass of water and calming down a little, Feng Yuanqing picked up her mobile phone and dialed Yi Nian's phone.

It's just that......

It only rang twice, and the phone was ruthlessly hung up.

Her face darkened, and Feng Yuanqing only felt as if there was a sharp knife, and once again slashed at her bloody heart.

With a severe pain in her heart, Feng Yuanqing called Yi Nian again, and this time, even more ruthlessly, she had been blocked.

The phone in his hand slipped down, and the tears that he had finally stopped fell again.

After crying for a long time, Feng Yuanqing wiped her tears and told herself to be strong and face reality.

She loved him for so many years, but after all, he still didn't love her.

When she woke up from the dream, it was time for her to recognize reality.

Back at the table, Feng Yuanqing took a pen and signed her name on the divorce agreement, and then crossed out the relevant clauses of 'house transfer and alimony' without hesitation.

What she loves has never been his money!

signed, like a puppet who had lost her feelings, she sat and felt sad for a long, long time, seeing that the sun was waning, Feng Yuanqing got up and packed up all her things, and she didn't take away any of the items that Yi Nian asked the secretary to buy for her.

has been married for three years, and her luggage is just a suitcase.

When I went out, a sense of homelessness and loneliness immediately came up, and after hesitating for a long time, before dark, Feng Yuanqing finally stopped a taxi and went home.

Fengjia Villa.

The nanny who opened the door for her was full of surprise, but she didn't ask anything, "Miss, you're back." ”

When Feng Yuanqing entered the house, the Feng family's 'family of four' was happily eating dinner.

Feng Kangjian, with a round face and a bald head, listening to a standard big belly, nearly fifty years old, as soon as he saw her, he immediately changed color, "Xiaoqing, why are you back?" Why are you still carrying luggage?! ”

Feng Kangjian was immediately shocked, why Feng Yuanqing was able to marry Yi Nian at the beginning, he knew very well in his heart, it was he who picked up Old Man Yi and married his daughter. And now, Old Man Yi is dead, and this daughter is back, is it ...... Divorced?

"Dad, I'll come back for a few days." It was supposed to be his mother's position, but someone occupied the magpie's nest, and Feng Yuanqing felt very uncomfortable.

Although she didn't want to see them, she really had nowhere to go.

"You, you, are you divorced?" As an old treacherous and cunning, Feng Kangjian is definitely not so easy to fool.

"Dad, I'm tired, I want to rest." Feng Yuanqing didn't want to say more, and dragged her luggage back to the room.

"Stop!" Feng Kangjian immediately yelled, "You go back for me!" Go back now, you go back to my son-in-law quickly, and I must not get a divorce! If you dare to divorce, I don't have your daughter! ”

Feng Kangjian roared urgently, rushed over and snatched Feng Yuanqing's luggage, carrying things in one hand and dragging people out with the other.

If he is divorced, he will not be Yi Nian's father-in-law, without the relationship of Hengsheng Yexing, who will give him face to take care of the business in the future?

"I'm telling you, this marriage must not be divorced! Even if he is determined to divorce, you have to be dead and not let go! Even if I don't have the identity of Mrs. Yi, you will stay with my son-in-law for me! ”

"Dad!" Feng Yuanqing shouted loudly in shame, and only felt extremely cold in her heart. This is her father, for the sake of money, to be able to make her a junior!

"Lao Shen, you send her back!" Dragged people out of the door, Feng Kangjian called the driver loudly.

forcibly stuffed people into the car, and Feng Kangjian didn't forget to instruct, "Old Shen, send her back and you will come back!" ”

"Yes, sir."

Feng Yuanqing was packed up and sent back.

The old bungalows were pitch black, with only the dim glow from the street lamps in front of the courtyard.

He didn't come back.

The last glimmer of hope was disappointed again, Feng Yuanqing stood at the door for a while, and after Lao Shen drove away, he left again with his luggage.

This time, she chose to go to the hotel.

When I woke up the next morning, I was not used to it for a while, and Feng Yuanqing, who didn't know where I was, stared at the ceiling for a while.

It took a long time to think back that she was divorced!

is divorced, and she can't go back to her home, what should she do in the days to come?

Feng Yuanqing was stunned and thinking about the future, and just as she was thinking about the future, the phone suddenly rang.

Is that him?

His eyes lit up slightly, and hope rose in his heart again, and Feng Yuanqing immediately picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table.

Caller ID: Mom.