Half an hour later, the two walked out of the gate of the Civil Affairs Bureau side by side.

When he was about to go down the steps, Song Zhiyuan took off the coat that had been put on his shoulders several times and handed it to Zhou Qichuan, "I should go back."

"Don't eat a meal?" Zhou Qichuan smiled bitterly and stubbornly refused to answer.

Song Zhiyuan shook his head and looked at the black Hummer not far away, "No, my brother is here to pick me up."

She couldn't help but stuff her clothes to Zhou Qichuan, and hooked her lips slightly, "Take good care of yourself in the future, such a big person, don't always worry about people."

Zhou Qichuan wanted to ask her if she would be worried, but when the words came to her lips, she felt redundant.

He is not a fool, so that he can't even see her feelings for him.

"Kites." Ji Yanli parked the car, got out of the car in a hurry, and strode towards them.

Seeing that Song Zhiyuan was just wearing a tweed jacket, he took off the down jacket on his body and put it on her without saying a word.

Feeling Zhou Qichuan's hot gaze, Song Zhiyuan hooked his lips slightly, "Thank you, brother."

"You're polite with me? Let's go, I'll take you to breakfast." Ji Yanli doted on her shoulders and lifted her eyes to look at Zhou Qichuan, "Mr. Zhou, thank you for taking care of my iris in the past few years."

- My kite.

Zhou Qichuan's eyes were slightly dark, and the corners of his mouth hooked, "Captain Ji is polite, as a husband and wife, that's what I should do."

Ji Yanli's handsome eyebrows twisted slightly, and just as he wanted to say something, he heard Song Zhiyuan take the first step and say, "Brother, I'm hungry."

Hearing this, Zhou Qichuan's hand hanging by his side slowly tightened.

Before she came, she clearly said that she had eaten it.

Is it simply that you don't want to eat, or are you unwilling to give him even time for breakfast?

"Okay, I'll take you to breakfast." Ji Yanli didn't know the little episode in the middle, and agreed with a smile.

Song Zhiyuan "inadvertently" glanced at Zhou Qichuan, who had a bad face, and let Ji Yanli take him away.

There was no hesitation.

Seeing them get into the car, the car gradually moved away until it was out of sight, Zhou Qichuan retracted his reluctant gaze and looked at the coat that still had the residual warmth of Song Zhiyuan in his arms.

The cold wind blew, and his figure was particularly gloomy.

In the Humvee, Song Zhiyuan, who was sitting in the co-pilot, looked blankly at the rearview mirror outside the car, holding the divorce certificate that belonged to her tightly in her hand.

The same cover as the marriage certificate, red and bright.

The car drove too far, and she couldn't see Zhou Qichuan from the rearview mirror.

Ji Yanli sighed lightly, didn't say anything, and drove her to a breakfast restaurant where she used to eat before.

When people are unlucky, they stuff their teeth when they drink cold water.

Song Zhiyuan was not in the mood to eat, and as soon as he sat down, a mocking male voice sounded not far away.

"The front foot just got the divorce certificate with my white-eyed wolf brother, so I can't wait to go out on a sweet date with the little white face?"

Song Zhiyuan didn't need to look at this intonation, and he knew that it was Zhou Jingyu.

She glanced at Ji Yanli, who was obviously affected and displeased, and said in a light tone, "It's just a mad dog, don't pay attention to it."

"Who do you say mad dog?" Zhou Jingyu heard Song Zhiyuan's words with sharp ears, and immediately became angry, throwing off the female companion beside him and striding towards her.

It's menacing and a little scary to watch.

But in reality, it's just a straw bale, an empty shelf.

As soon as he walked to Song Zhiyuan and raised his hand, before his hand could fall, Ji Yanli reached out and grabbed his wrist tightly.

He was a practitioner, and he deliberately increased his strength, and suddenly Bai Jingyu's face changed in pain.

"Ah! Who are you, you!"

Ji Yanli ignored him at all, the strength in his hand increased a little, and he said coldly, "Get out."

Zhou Jingyu's face was distorted in pain, and he gritted his back molars and said, "Do you know who Lao Tzu is? How dare you do that to me!"

The emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, even if Zhou's stock has fallen to the limit, there is still so much real under the group

karma, but also enough for a period of operation.

So he thought that moving out of Zhou's name would make Ji Yanli jealous and not dare to stay and meddle in his affairs.

But he was wrong, very wrong.

The "little white face" in his eyes is an iron plate.

Looking at Zhou Jingyu, who was like a clown jumping off the beam, Ji Yanli sneered, "Mr. Zhou is really a noble person who forgets things, we met in Zhou's last week."

"Last week?" Zhou Jingyu's head was confused in pain.

Suddenly, he thought of something, and his eyes were a little weird, "It turned out to be the criminal police team, as a servant of the people, is it appropriate for you to be like this?"

Ji Yanli's face was slightly cold, and he was just about to teach him another lesson, but was stopped by Song Zhiyuan, "Brother, it's almost."

Seeing that someone around him was videotaping, Ji Yanli let go of Zhou Jingyu's hand, and said with disgust in his eyes, "If you harass women in public in the future, I don't mind inviting Mr. Zhou in for a cup of tea."

"Who's harassed! I've known each other for a long time!" Zhou Jingyu sneered, took two steps back vigilantly, and looked at Song Zhiyuan's eyes with an ambiguous expression, "Iris, although you and Qichuan are divorced, we are still a family, aren't we?"

Family?

Song Zhiyuan hooked his lips coldly, and said directly, "I transferred the shares of Xunke to Zhou Qichuan."

"You transferred it all to him?!" Zhou Jingyu couldn't laugh anymore, his eyes were staring at him, and his eyeballs seemed to bulge out.

He inquired about Xunke's shares being transferred to this little *** by the white-eyed wolf, so he deliberately made such a trip, and dared to run away in vain?

Song Zhiyuan gave him a look at an idiot, and stood up with his bag, "Brother, let's go."

Ji Yanli nodded, and as soon as he stood up, he saw that Zhou Jingyu still wanted to reach out to pull her.

In an instant, his gentle eyes turned cold.

He obviously stood there motionless, but Zhou Jingyu sensed the killing intent, stopped his movements abruptly, looked at Song Zhiyuan and asked loudly, "What about the eight billion?" You can't divorce my brother and take it all, can you?"

He wanted to use public opinion to force Song Zhiyuan to transfer the money to him.

"Eighty billion?" The onlookers were stunned when they heard this number.

"One bite and one brother, Mr. Zhou and Zhou Qichuan have a good relationship?" Ji Yanli couldn't stand his exaggerated acting skills, and asked coldly.

The surroundings fell silent for a moment.

Yes, there have been rumors before that the two brothers of the Zhou family are not compatible. Even when Xunke became independent, some people said that this was a precursor to the separation of the brothers.

Thinking of the scandals that Zhou Jingyu had repeatedly been on the hot search before, the eyes of the onlookers gradually began to become weird.

"This is not the week that made my lover belly not admit it before, and planned to buy the doctor to kill two corpses, Zhou Jingyu!" Someone thought of Liu Yanyan's matter.

There is no memory on the Internet, but people do, although Zhou Jingyu has not been on the hot search for a while, it does not mean that the people who eat melons have forgotten him.

The girl closest directly picked up the porridge bowl and splashed it, and said angrily, "Scum!"

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