"Qiao Hao, help me draw up a divorce agreement."

A trace of trembling mixed with Mo Zhihan's cold voice was successfully covered up by him.

The phone hung up, and his hand holding the phone kept trembling.

Heavy breathing continued to sound in the small space.

……

After a week, Jun Mu's body was almost recovered, and Shi Xia was ready to return to the lacquer garden.

As soon as Shi Xia stepped into the villa, he wanted to step upstairs.

The phone in the bag rang at this moment.

Shi Xia probably glanced at her phone, this was not the number she stored in her phone.

So there was some detachment and politeness.

"Hey, hello."

"Well, I'm Shi Xia."

"Assistant Joe? Okay, I'll come. ”

And Assistant Qiao, who was sitting in an office chair on the other side of the phone, always felt that he was empty.

No bottom!

It's like calling his wife behind their backs is a big sin.

Assistant Qiao shook his head and sighed.

It seems that he is still persecuted by their President Mo and has penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

Assistant Qiao spread out one hand and said emotionally: "Hey! Mr. Mo, I love you so much that I have you in my bones! ”

A few seconds later, Assistant Qiao looked dejected as if he had changed again.

The left hand on the table supported his chin and said regretfully.

"It's a pity, why did we Mr. Mo sign a divorce agreement with my wife! Not long after they got married, they were about to divorce again. ”

Assistant Joe couldn't help but think of his tragic experience.

After graduating from college, he came to Mo Zhihan's side as his assistant, and he was busy as a dog every day.

The girlfriend who finally cheated on her in college ended up dying out of nothing because she didn't have time to accompany her, and she was yellow!

But they are always busier than him, but they have even been married once, and now they are going to divorce.

For Assistant Qiao, who has not yet found a girlfriend, it is even more uncomfortable than Ling Chi's execution.

Assistant Qiao looked at the divorce agreement on the table and couldn't help sighing.

……

Inside a teahouse.

As soon as Shi Xia came, he saw Assistant Qiao blowing the teacup in his hand that was still steaming white.

Shi Xia's face was casual, and he walked to the opposite position of Assistant Qiao, gently removed the chair, and sat down slowly.

Assistant Qiao seemed to be frightened by Shi Xia, who suddenly came to the opposite side, and was still pouting and blowing on the cup, and suddenly touched the hot tea in the cup.

"Ouch! Hiss...... Ouch! ”

Assistant Qiao screamed in surprise.

It's not pouting, but the pain is more obvious if you don't pout.

Shi Xia saw that Assistant Qiao was in a hurry, so he hurriedly took out the tissue on the table and handed it to Assistant Qiao.

After waiting for a few minutes, Assistant Qiao felt less pain.

looked at Shi Xia with grateful eyes.

Shi Xia was irritated by Assistant Qiao's tearful eyes.

So, after Shi Xia ordered a cup of tea from the tea shop's signature cooking tea, he looked at Assistant Qiao and took the initiative to speak.

"Assistant Qiao, may I ask, do you have anything important to tell me?"

Assistant Qiao's initial reaction was to open his mouth to reply to Shi Xia, but his lips were still a little tingling, and the last sound was still a little indistinct.

"Madam, I have a big drama to tell you."

Although Assistant Qiao said something wow, it made the listener really have a headache.

However, Shi Xia's hearing ability is still quite good, and he can roughly understand his conversation.

Assistant Qiao looked at him and said that his words were not clear, and he was a little anxious.

He finally made a decision as if he had finally made a decision.

With a snap, the strong palm slapped on the tea table.

Because he didn't control the strength well, the cup of tea in front of Assistant Qiao splashed out again and sprinkled directly on his big hand that was clapped on the table.

"Ouch!"

Assistant Qiao's eyebrows were about to come together, and he whispered miserably again.

Shi Xia looked at Assistant Qiao, who had suffered from natural and man-made disasters, sympathetically, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

Shi Xia silently mourned for Assistant Qiao for three seconds in his heart.

Not long after, Shi Xia's tea had arrived, and Assistant Qiao endured the pain caused by the physical and psychological trauma, so he carefully took out the things he had put in the folder.

Although Shixia was a little thirsty, he was not in a hurry.

After setting the teacup aside.

As soon as she glanced at her, a few big words rushed into her eyes with great impact.