People in the warm spring sun are lazy and don't want to move.

Zhuang Yiman leaned lazily on the back of the sofa chair, staring at the blooming scenery in the garden in front of her, and the conversation of several in-laws who had afternoon tea with her came to her ears.

Suddenly, the mobile phone on the desktop in front of him vibrated slightly.

Zhuang Yiman reached out and picked up the phone, the screen had not been unlocked, and it was already showing a WeChat message she had just received three seconds ago-

Xiao Jinxuan: Let's get a divorce.

Spring seems to be a magical season, when everything revives, and people's mood is also infected and unconsciously happy.

It's just that all Zhuang Yiman's good mood suddenly shattered after seeing this WeChat, and the quiet smile hanging on the corner of Fang Cai's mouth suddenly froze.

"Eman, what's going on?"

The first to notice that Zhuang Yiman's expression was wrong was her mother-in-law Sun Yaqin.

Zhuang Yiman suddenly came back to his senses, quickly hid his depressed mood, the corners of his mouth curled up a faint arc again, and lied without changing his face: "It's a text message from Ah Jin, asking me if I want to have dinner together tonight." ”

As soon as the words fell, Chen Wanyao, her husband Xiao Jinxuan's sister-in-law, couldn't help but tease: "You have been married for four years and you are still like a newlywed Yan'er, which is really enviable." ”

Xiao Jinxuan's sister Xiao Minrou then quipped: "No, Ah Jin and Yiman are like a model couple, and their love is enviable." ”

Under the teasing of the two, Zhuang Yiman showed shame and said softly: "I'll go to the bathroom first." ”

"Where to go to the bathroom, I should call Ah Jin."

"Gotta go, let's go."

Zhuang Yiman pretended to get up calmly, and left the garden and walked into the room with elegant steps.

She walked into the bathroom with ease, closed the door, and then paced to the sink.

Her slender figure was reflected in the huge glass mirror, and the blood on her cheeks with a good face faded and looked a little pale.

She lowered her head, unlocked her phone and opened WeChat, staring at the message sent by Xiao Jinxuan for a long time.

When I asked for dating and proposed, I put it forward in person, but I didn't expect the divorce to be mentioned through the mobile phone, which was cold and ...... Some chills.

Zhuang Yiman took a few deep breaths and restrained his emotions before he shook his hand and typed on the mobile phone screen - okay.

Four months of sweet relationship, four years of muddy marriage.

After the two got married, Zhuang Yiman realized that Xiao Jinxuan had a relationship with him at the beginning, and he was in a hurry to get married in order to get the support of her mother's Yulin Group, so as to defeat several other uncles and cousins in his family who were competing for inheritance.

And now, Xiao Jinxuan has inherited the Hengsheng Group, and has gained a firm foothold and the trust and support of the vast majority of directors in the group.

Zhuang Yiman once again looked up at himself in the mirror in front of him, his little face full of embarrassment.

She tried hard to hook the corners of her mouth and wanted to smile, but the smile outlined on the corners of her lips seemed to be soaked in Coptis water, which was extremely bitter.

After she sent out that WeChat, Xiao Jinxuan never replied to her.

Zhuang Yiman didn't quite remember how she left the bathroom pretending to be nothing, forced a smile to finish afternoon tea with her in-laws' relatives, and lied with a hypocritical smile that she was going to have dinner with Xiao Jinxuan tonight and would stay soon.

All she remembers driving home and sitting at the bar until she fell unconscious.