Ye Qianhui tugged at the corner of Wen Feimo's clothes, "Feimo ......"

"You answer the phone first." Wen Feimo turned around and raised his hand to wipe the pear blossoms and rain off Ye Qianhui's face.

Ye Qianhui nodded vigorously, "Okay, answer the phone, let's have a good chat." ”

Wen Feimo agreed: "Hmm." ”

Ye Qianhui took out her mobile phone and glanced at the number that jumped on the screen, and her face suddenly became extremely unnatural.

Wen Feimo glanced at her, got up and went to the bathroom.

It was a few minutes before he came out of the bathroom.

saw that Ye Qianhui had changed her clothes again, and she was touching up lipstick in the mirror.

"You're going out?" Wen Feimo's voice was not warm, and even the temperature under his eyes was cold.

Ye Qianhui looked back at Wen Feimo, her face full of apologies, "I'm sorry, Feimo, I have something particularly important and I have to go out...... When I get back, we'll talk ......."

She received a call just now, and his throat was hurting, very serious.

He is a singer, and he will be a singer in the music world in the future, so he can't have anything to do.

At this time, Ye Qianhui's mind couldn't accommodate anything else, and she just wanted to go to him quickly and take care of him.

Wen Feimo looked at Ye Qianhui lightly, and when she turned around and was about to go out, she spoke: "Qianhui, do you need money?" I still have it. ”

Ye Qianhui was stunned and looked back at Wen Feimo, "Money, of course, the more the better, I've been really tight on money recently, Feimo, thank you...... You can transfer me a hundred thousand. ”

"Is 100,000 enough? I'll transfer you 150,000. Wen Feimo picked up his mobile phone as he said and completed the transfer in front of Ye Qianhui.

"Did you get it?" He asked.

Ye Qianhui nodded: "I got it, thank you, Fei Mo......"

Wen Feimo took out a piece of paper from the book, walked in front of Ye Qianhui and opened it, "Received, let's find a time to bookmark this divorce agreement." ”

The smile on Ye Qianhui's face froze, and she was speechless for a long time.

In the past, divorce and divorce were on her lips.

Wen Feimo has always persuaded her that it is not easy to fall in love, and it is even more difficult to stay together, so don't always talk about divorce.

Unexpectedly, Wen Feimo actually printed the divorce agreement without saying a word.

Wen Feimo lowered his eyes lightly, his eyes fell on the agreement, very calm, "Although the 150,000 yuan is not much for you, I only have the savings now." It should be quite sincere, you booksigned this agreement, and you can see whoever you want to see in the future. Stay with whomever you want, and no one will interfere with you anymore. ”

Ye Qianhui looked at Wen Feimo in horror as if she had been struck by lightning, and still couldn't say a word.

The phone rang in her hand again.

"Let's take it." Wen Feimo reminded her lightly.

Ye Qianhui held the phone to her ear in a daze, and the man's voice inside urged: "Are you here?" How long will it take? ”

Ye Qianhui has always been obedient to that person, and she doesn't know what's wrong at the moment, she yelled into the phone: "If I don't come, can't you go to the emergency department by yourself?" ”

Wen Feimo watched Ye Qianhui put her phone in her bag, and she looked at him with a struggling expression.

"I'll be back soon, and we'll talk when I get back." After she finished speaking, she pushed open the door with an anxious face and left.

Wen Feimo continued to pick up the book, picked it up and continued to read.

This night, the light in the room was always on, Ye Qianhui did not come back, and the book in his hand did not turn the next page for a long time.