"Professor Shang."

The moment Luo Qiao was thrown away, his face was terrifyingly dark.

It's just that soon, she adjusted her expression and looked well-behaved and innocent.

"Sister Wen, are you angry with me?"

She looked like 'I'm remorseful': "We should have invited her to dinner, and I apologize to her." ”

Shang Qiaobai looked at her and only felt noisy.

He said impatiently, "What are you doing here?" Don't have a job today? I remember you had your class in the afternoon, right? Hurry back. ”

Luo Qiao looked at him with an aggrieved expression, and bit her lip tightly: "Didn't you mean...... Let me come over today to get my certificate. ”

"When did I say that!" Shang Qiaobai retorted irritablely, and suddenly remembered after speaking.

He was really passionate yesterday, tasted the sweetness, and got carried away, and said, 'I'll go to testify tomorrow, and I'll give you a name'.

"My ......"

Shang Qiaobai suddenly didn't know how to speak.

Luo Qiao thought about it for a while, and reluctantly smiled, looking a little sad: "I do still have classes, so I'll go back first." ”

She stretched out her hand and handed the small book of the divorce certificate back to Shang Qiaobai.

At the moment when Shang Qiaobai reached out to take it away, she raised her head and said in an empathetic tone, "If you ...... I don't think I've heard those words, and it doesn't matter. ”

Shang Qiaobai felt like he was a scumbag.

Especially when I saw Luo Qiao reluctantly raising a smile, as if trying to prove that 'I really don't care'...... His heart ached.

"We ......"

The words 'go in and get the certificate', after thinking of Wen Yan, he stuck back in his throat.

"I know, you go back first, don't delay class."

Shang Qiaobai took a deep breath: "I'll give you an explanation, but I also have to explain this matter to my family, you ...... You let me slow down first. ”

"I understand, Professor Shang." Luo Qiao smiled bitterly, quickly put it away, and replaced it with a decent smirk, which looked a little gentle and intellectual: "I just want to tell you that liking you and loving you is my own business, and it has nothing to do with you, you don't have to mind too much, if you are happy, I will be very happy." ”

She deliberately smiled very hard: "Although it is my first time, I may be disliked and abused for it in the future...... But it doesn't matter, really, it's a new century, and everyone needs to make progress in their thinking. ”

If it was in the past, Shang Qiaobai would have felt very distressed when he looked at her like this.

Only now, he is thinking more about how to save his marriage.

"yes, I see."

Shang Qiaobai said perfunctorily, "Got it", and when he saw a taxi coming, he immediately beckoned.

Luo Qiao didn't even have time to continue the performance before he was blown sand by the car exhaust.

"Damn scumbag!" She stamped her foot angrily.

Looking at the direction in which the taxi was leaving, I was full of resentment.

That was the direction Wen Yan had just left.

"Do you want to eat clean, but you are not responsible at all? Dream! ”

Luo Qiao looked in that direction resentfully, took out a few different mobile phones, lowered his head and edited a few messages, and sent them to a number at the same time.

After doing all this, she raised her head and snorted: "I want to play and eat in the pot and look at the pot here, dream!" ”

-

Wen Yan was leaning on the back seat, closing his eyes and recuperating.

The phone suddenly rang several times.

She reluctantly opened her eyes and clicked on them to see that there were several messages.

From different numbers, but the content is similar.

Shang Qiaobai kissed Luo Qiao.

Shang Qiaobai hugged Luo Qiao.

Shang Qiaobai and Luo Qiao started to reproduce......

There is also one, which is two marriage certificate covers placed side by side.

The pictures are very mushy, but it still does not prevent Wen Yan from recognizing people.

Not to mention that the other party also sent her an email very intimately, in high definition.

I can't wait.

Wen Yan looked at these and didn't feel too much.

She pressed out her phone, and suddenly thought of something, and replied with a message to the number that had sent a few hot photos in front of her: "Thank you for the evidence, if you need a gratuity, you can send your bank card number, and when I get the compensation money, I will transfer it to you." ”