"Repentance?"

In the splendid hall, Xu Hanche sat on a high seat and showed a cold smile to everyone: "Yes, I want to regret my marriage." ”

Everyone was in an uproar, and He Chengyun was also shocked, and then his eyes were slightly red, and he bit his lip without saying a word.

The head of the He family was shocked and said: "The marriage contract between Han Che and Cheng Yun was already made more than ten years ago, how can it...?" ”

Xu Hanche's slender eyes showed a little chill. He looked at He Chengyun and said mockingly: "I, Xu Hanche, will not marry a woman I don't love." He then showed a cold smile to the head of the He family, "What's more, now with the momentum of my Xu family, there is no need for any marriage to stabilize the position." ”

None of the Xu family spoke, and it seemed that they acquiesced to Xu Hanche's statement.

I was so resentful that I couldn't help but shoot the case on the spot, shouting, "You are simply too deceitful!" ”

Xu Hanche turned a deaf ear, and only turned his gaze to He Chengyun, who was trembling with anger: "Of course, I also know that it is indeed a bit inappropriate to ask for such a request today; I'm not unreasonable, so of course there are apologies. ”

With a wave of his hand, a waiter placed a dozen documents in front of He Chengyun. Her face was like gold paper, her hands trembling and she looked through it for a moment, tears streaming down her cheeks uncontrollably. She asked with a crying voice: "With assets valued at 200 million, you want to send me away?" ”

My hand that was about to shoot the case hesitated for a moment, thinking: 200 million, it seems like a lot. If I can earn 200 million yuan once I am repented, I am willing to be repented ten times a day.

The next moment, I heard a girl from the He family next to me say angrily: "Can this be measured by money?" Xu Hanche, you don't want to see no one! I subconsciously looked at her, and saw that her face was five points similar to He Chengyun, delicate and beautiful, but with a pair of apricot kernels in her eyes with resentment.

He Chengyun wiped away his tears, straightened up, and showed a bleak smile to the tea girl beside him: "Give me paper and pen." ”

A quarter of an hour later, He Chengyun closed the lid of the pen, and a piece of paper full of Juanxiu's small characters was thrown in front of Xu Hanche.

Xu Hanche's gaze swept across the paper, and a pair of beautiful eyes couldn't help but widen. He said to He Chengyun in disbelief: "You want to withdraw from the marriage? ”

He Chengyun hated and said: "Yes, I want to withdraw from the marriage." ”

Xu Hanche's smile was a little cold: "You are also worthy?" ”

He Chengyun bowed slightly: "Of course - sign it, Young Master Xu, and," she clenched her silver teeth, and her voice was full of anger, "Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully..."

I opened my eyes in bed. Looking at the beautiful crystal chandelier overhead, I suddenly realized that today at noon, it was the wedding banquet of Xu Hanche and He Chengyun... No wonder I have such weird dreams.

Thinking back to the plot of the dream, I couldn't help but think: in the third year of junior high school, I shouldn't have ended up with the fantasy novel handed to me at the same table.

Looking at the time, it was already half past eight. While standing in front of the wardrobe and thinking about which clothes I had to wear, I wondered, He Chengyun's divorce, what does it matter to me He Chengyun? Why are you pulling me for a walk? Although I don't deny that Xu Hanche has no feelings for He Chengyun, it is because He Chengyun inserted a foot in the middle - but what does the mess she He Chengyun have to do with me Zhu Ming?

Listening to the descriptions of my classmates when I was a student, most of the time-travelers traveled to the heroine, surrounded by a large number of beautiful men with different styles, and the only trouble was to struggle with which one to choose; But I traveled to He Chengyun, a bear child, and cleaned up a lot of messes left by her due to her youthful spirit.

And the next moment, I saw the beautiful roses on the windowsill, thought of the He family's chic and elegant garden, and arrived at the dinner I had last night, with moderate oil and salt, and a good taste.

Me: Forget it, it's a mess, it's a mess, life is still very good.