Song Zhiyuan woke up, the sky had already darkened, and only a few light-colored sunsets hung there.

She lifted the quilt and got out of bed, planning to go to the kitchen to cook something to eat, but as soon as she opened the door, a thick aroma of porridge came to her face.

Listening to the movement and entering the kitchen, when he saw the busy figure, Song Zhiyuan was a little surprised, "Stars? ”

Xia Xingluoluo, who was in a hurry, turned around and smiled embarrassedly, "Are you awake?" I'll get it right away, where's your bowl? ”

Song Zhiyuan didn't answer, walked straight over, took two porcelain bowls from the cupboard, and took the spoon in her hand to hold the porridge.

Looking at her skillful movements, Xia Xingluo couldn't help but sigh, "Iris, if I had half of your gentle and intellectual, I guess your brother would have taken a fancy to me." ”

When the words fell, she realized that it was inappropriate to say this, and immediately grinned again.

Song Zhiyuan also smiled at her as if she was fine, "Take a spoon." ”

"Huh? Good. Xia Xingluo was stunned for a moment, quickly took out two spoons and chopsticks, and took out a few pastries in the insulated box next to him.

She explained, "Ji Yanli sent it, and I didn't call you when I saw that you were still sleeping." ”

Song Zhiyuan nodded and smiled gratefully at her, "It's hard work." ”

"Between the two of us, do you still need to be polite?" Xia Xingluo smiled helplessly, carrying things and walking towards the restaurant.

The dim sum was still warm, she sandwiched a bun and put it in Song Zhiyuan's bowl, "I'll eat some today, my aunt is already on her way here, and the soup she stewed tastes amazing." ”

She deliberately relaxed her tone, just because she was afraid that her emotions would affect Song Zhiyuan.

She babbled a lot, and although Song Zhiyuan didn't respond much, her mood seemed to be stable at the moment.

When he was almost eating, Xia Xingluo dared to mention what Zhuo Mu had done.

"Don't worry, I threw out all the things he sent, and I also said hello to the security guards, and I won't let them come again."

Hearing that there was something in her words, Song Zhiyuan asked directly, "Zhou Qichuan is also here, isn't it?" ”

Xia Xingluo nodded.

She knew that she couldn't hide it from Song Zhiyuan, and she didn't plan to hide it.

After thinking about it, she said tentatively, "Kite, Mr. Zhou is really sincere to you, are you really ruthless about divorcing him?" ”

Song Zhiyuan lowered his head and drank the porridge, but he didn't taste it, and said lightly, "The divorce agreement has been signed." ”

"Isn't that a divorce certificate still unavailable?" Xia Xingluo muttered quietly.

When the words fell, she hurriedly added, "I either want to be a peacemaker, or I feel uncomfortable watching you obviously love each other but can't be together." ”

Xia Xingluo sighed, took Song Zhiyuan's hand, and said distressedly, "Iris, as a sister, I just want to see you happy." ”

"What if my happiness is based on my mother's death?" Song Zhiyuan suddenly raised his head and looked at her.

"That's not how it works." Xia Xingluo was speechless for a while, and it took a long time to hold back a sentence.

Although she was not present at the time, she could already know what happened that day from Zhuo Mu's mouth.

Liu Mengyun said those words before she died, and it is difficult to pretend that nothing has happened to anyone.

At the end of the day, it's the people who survive.

"Iris, it's not your fault, you can't take all these responsibilities on your own shoulders. Are you really willing to leave Zhou Qichuan? Xia Xingluo didn't believe it.

Not only did she not believe it, but even Song Zhiyuan himself did not believe it.

She didn't say anything more, withdrew her hand, and drank the porridge with her head down.

Knowing that her heart was far from being so calm, Xia Xingluo didn't dare to say anything, and only hoped that Song Zhiyuan would come out of this horn tip in a few days.

In fact, she herself knows very well that the road in front of her is a dead end.

As long as Song Zhiyuan can't forget Liu Mengyun's death for a day, it will be impossible for her to forgive herself for a day and accept Zhou Qichuan again.

……

The aunt Xia Xingluo found is an old man who has worked in the Xia family for more than 20 years, and she knows everything about frying and cooking, and she has good cooking skills.

Under her care, Song Zhiyuan's body gradually recovered, and her complexion became better day by day.

Touching her wrist, which was finally a little fleshy, Xia Xingluo sighed twice and said with emotion, "I haven't drunk the soup in vain in the past half a month, and I finally have grown some meat." ”

In the days after the funeral, she was afraid that Song Zhiyuan, who was as thin as a handful of bones, would faint when she walked.

Song Zhiyuan pinched her face and said with a smile, "You have been raising with me for half a month, and your skin is better." ”

"That is, when I watched the scene in the bar before, I had to be fully armed every day, and it was rare to give my skin a holiday." Xia Xingluo stretched comfortably.

But the next moment, she suddenly thought of something, and said nervously, "Iris, I'm not fat, right?" ”

Song Zhiyuan glanced at her obviously plump figure, and said against her will, "No." ”

Her words couldn't stop Xia Xingluo's love for beauty, and she ran to find the scale.

Watching her run away, Song Zhiyuan smiled, opened her phone and found the mailbox.

It's been three days, and the inbox is still empty.

Xunke's work efficiency should not be so low.

Unless, at the behest of you.

Thinking that he still has the identity of the first director of Xunke, Song Zhiyuan contacted a trustworthy lawyer and asked him to help contact Zhou Qichuan.

She wants to return Xunke's shares and the 80 billion assets to Zhou Qichuan.

I wanted to get it back, on the one hand, because it was my mother's wish, and on the other hand, because she felt that it was her father's life's work.

But now, everything seems like a joke.

The man who turned his back on his family and caused their family to be ruined was not worthy of being her father.

……

"Boss, my wife's lawyer is downstairs and said I want to see you, do you see?"

On the top floor of the Xunke office building, Zhuo Mu entered Zhou Qichuan's office with trepidation.

Hearing this, Zhou Qichuan's good-looking eyebrows tightened, "Mrs. wants to transfer Xunke's shares?" ”

Zhuo Mu, "Yes, there is also a gift agreement. ”

"Nope. If my wife asks, let him tell me that these are her things, and not only do I not want them, but no one else can touch them. ”

Zhou Qichuan closed his eyes a little tiredly, and the situation in front of him was irrepressible, and the situation when Song Zhiyuan proposed a divorce to him emerged.

The feeling of heartache to the extreme, but powerlessness, is unforgettable.

He knew that she was doing this to dissociate herself from him and cut off all possibilities for their future.

How could he agree to such a thing?

Want to have nothing to do with him anymore? She didn't want to!

Suddenly opening his eyes, Zhou Qichuan looked at Zhuo Mu and ordered, "Dig Du Yanheng over and take the position of director of the personnel department." ”

Finally, he added, "Double the treatment of the director of personnel." ”

Zhuo Mu immediately understood that Zhou Qichuan was reassuring Song Zhiyuan.

Du Yanheng is her senior brother and her former boss, Du Yanheng's ability, Song Zhiyuan knows best.

"Yes, boss." Zhuo Mu nodded, and before turning to leave, he thought of something, turned around and asked again, "Boss, the prison called, saying that Mrs. Zhou was not feeling well and wanted to be released on medical parole." ”

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