"Let's get a divorce." This was the first thing Zhuo Xiaoyi said to her when she woke up. The voice was flat without any waves, and his eyes looked directly at Zhuo Xiaoyi's still somewhat sluggish eyes, as if he had made a decision after thinking about it for a long time, and everything was calm when it was announced.

Zhuo Xiaoyi's mind was groggy, not sure if he had heard it wrong, and stared at Li Yanyang's face, wanting to see if he had heard it wrong.

"Zhuo Xiaoyi, let's get a divorce." Li Yan Yangfu looked at her seriously again, his expression was not sad or sad, and he was quietly announcing a result. He actually only thought about it for one night, and yesterday he looked at Zhuo Xiaoyi lying on the hospital bed, as if he wanted to see her through, and stared at her all night, and his eyes never left her. He found that he could never see through her, and she was like a complete stranger.

Li Yanyang suddenly lost the courage to go down with such a stranger, and he never seemed to really know her. She is not a good wife, and he can explain that she does not love herself, so she does not know how to reciprocate his affection. But he thought that she would at least be a good mother, and that she would love and care for the child very much, but he didn't expect her to imagine it again in his self-righteousness. Tell him in a cruel way that their children, she does not cherish.

A woman who doesn't even care about a child, can he expect her to be truly in love with him? Is that man really that important? Is it more important than their children? Can she turn a blind eye to everything she has done? Maybe in her heart, her legs can't match that man's tiny fingers!

Why did she ignore his sincerity? This woman is not worth her heart at all. From head to toe, she was strange and terrifying.

Zhuo Xiaoyi was sure that he had heard correctly, just like when he proposed, his expression was serious and serious.

Miscarriage is the same as confinement, and it must be well maintained.

In an empty home, even the air is lonely. Zhuo Xiaoyi is still in their common home, and she is waiting for him.

Since I said that to her in the hospital that day, Li Yanyang seems to have disappeared. Zhuo's mother stewed supplements every day, Grandma Li herself has been in poor health recently, and she still comes to see her every day, and Ding Xia will often come to accompany her, even if she is quiet and doesn't say a word.

Every time Zhuo's mother comes, she will count Li Yanyang, his wife has a miscarriage, and he only cares about work. Zhuo Xiaoyi didn't tell her that Li Yanyang was going to divorce, if others knew about it, it would be irreparable. She still has a glimmer of hope in her heart, Li Yanyang may just be looking at the joke, he doesn't really want a divorce.

In fact, she knew in her heart that he knew about Lin Ancheng. What a perceptive person Li Yanyang is, his lies are full of flaws, how could he not know. He's just been tolerant and patient. She deceived herself and dragged it out again and again, using his patience and tolerance as a bargaining chip for lying again and again.

He didn't want anything now, and he left halfway through. No matter how much he loses, he can give it up, and this gamble-like marriage has exhausted him.

She could only wait here for him to come back, and she needed to explain it to him.

However, she didn't wait for Li Yanyang, but waited for a divorce agreement.

A thin piece of paper, Zhuo Xiaoyi seemed to be unable to hold it, and his fingers were pinched very hard.

The content in it is nothing more than the distribution of property, if you think that there will be a very generous alimony, then you are very wrong, Li Yanyang did not give a cent. What he lost in their marriage was something that could be counted by numbers, and he didn't want to lose a penny from himself anymore, even if it was something outside of his body.

Zhuo Xiaoyi didn't care, whether the property was distributed on that piece of paper, she only stared at the four big italic characters, feeling that she was about to suffocate. Li Yanyang has already signed her name below, only her signature is needed, and they will never have a relationship.

He was serious, and his mind kept echoing, and he said the word divorce in a cold tone.

With his arms around his legs, he curled up, his shoulders shaking slightly, and the paper in his hands was crumpled.

Is it irretrievable?