Yan's Group.

Yan Changan was handling his work, and the assistant knocked on the door and walked in, with a complicated expression, "President, the person who sent you the photo is called Xu Ran." ”

Yan Changan didn't raise his head.

Xu Ran confessed that the photo was P's, and he was not instructed by anyone, but ......" The assistant hesitated.

"Say." Yan Changan's voice was extremely cold.

Xu Ran?!

What is it!

I dared to play with him.

The assistant lowered his head and spoke quietly and quickly, "This Xu Ran has frequent contacts with the eldest lady. ”

Yan Changan finally stopped, he raised his eyes, his face dark, "Weiwei? ”

“…… Be. The assistant's voice became quieter and quieter, after all, there was only such an eldest lady in the Yan family.

Yan Changan tightened his brows, "It's really getting more and more nonsense." ”

"I don't want this to get out again."

The assistant hurriedly agreed, "Yes!" ”

"Have you found out where Song Yishu is?" Yan Changan asked again, no matter who did this, but his intention to divorce Song Yishu was real.

"Madame lives in the dormitory of NTU."

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After class, Mu Qingjiang was not in a hurry to leave the school, she still had a class in the afternoon, so she went to the library with her notebook.

She just sat down.

A gentle and timid voice sounded beside her, "Classmate Mu, can I sit here?" ”

Song Yishu?

"Whatever you want."

Mu Qingjiang said.

Song Yishu sat down opposite her, breathed a sigh of relief, hesitated, and still asked, "Classmate Mu, what did you mean by what you said before?" ”

She knew that Yan Weiwei had always disliked her, but Mu Qingjiang's tone just now was too solemn.

Mu Qingjiang thought about it, and still said, "The person who caught it is called Xu Liu, right." ”

"Hmm." Speaking of Xu Liu, Song Yishu's eyes were full of hatred, and his hands unconsciously clenched into fists.

"I've seen Xu Liu and Yan Weiwei together."

As soon as she finished speaking, Song Yishu's eyes turned red, not aggrieved, but shocked and hateful.

Song Yishu got up and was about to leave, but Mu Qingjiang grabbed his wrist, "Where are you going?" ”

"I'm going to ask her why she hurt me! This kid belongs to her brother, too. ”

Song Yishu was excited, and his voice couldn't help but be a little loud, but fortunately, there was no one in the library at the moment, and the two of them were sitting in a secluded corner.

"There is no evidence." Mu Qingjiang said calmly: "At the police station, Xu Liu did not confess Yan Weiwei. ”

After a pause, she asked again, "Do you believe me?" ”

Song Yishu pursed his lips, lowered his head and sat down a little gloomy, "Eyes don't deceive." ”

For a moment, Mu Qingjiang was still a little moved in his heart.

She patted Song Yishu on the shoulder.

Song Yishu is really full of disasters and difficulties.

That's when it happened.

A person walked in, it was Yan Changan's assistant, and he shouted in a low voice, "Madam, Miss Mu." ”

Both looked at him at the same time.

The assistant only felt extremely stressed, but he still stubbornly said, "Madam, the president is downstairs, and he wants to see you." ”

Song Yishu's hands subconsciously tightened, "He, he ......"

She couldn't say it for a long time, and then glanced at Mu Qingjiang again, but saw that the person opposite had already knocked on the keyboard.

The appearance is serious, and the expression is focused.

Song Yishu lowered his eyes slightly, slowly got up and walked downstairs.

Looking at her back, Mu Qingjiang sighed and shook his head.

Song Yishu followed the assistant downstairs, and the assistant opened the Cayenne door parked on the side of the road, and she lowered her eyes and walked in.

Yan Changan was sitting in the car looking at the tablet, and a cursory glance showed that it was a variety of complicated plans.

"I'm coming."

She tried to keep her voice cold, but because of her voice, it still seemed soft and weak.

Yan Changan didn't raise his head, picked up a divorce agreement beside him, "Sign it." ”

The voice was cold and terrible.

Song Yishu's heart sank, and she was thinking about what Chang'an would tell her all the way.

Knowing that those photos are fake, Chang'an should not want to divorce her again, as well as their children......

She didn't know how to face Yan Changan.

But Yan Changan gave her a head-on blow and directly threw her the word "signature".

She couldn't help but speak, "The photo is fake. ”

Yan Changan finally raised his head, and a pair of cold and ruthless eyes looked directly into Song Yishu's eyes, "It's true that I want to divorce you." ”

Song Yishu's face turned pale, her body trembled slightly, she looked at the man in front of her, her eyes were full of tears.

Grievances, sadness, sadness......

All kinds of emotions welled up in my heart.

Yan Changan twisted his eyebrows, "Can you stop crying?" It's annoying. ”

Song Yishu held back his tears, pursed his lips into a line, and opened his voice hoarse and choked, "You know, this matter, and...... Is Yan Weiwei related? ”

She said everything intermittently, just to make her look decent at the moment.

Yan Changan wrung his eyebrows to look at her.

He didn't speak, but gave an answer.

He knows.

Song Yishu couldn't help crying, but he wanted to laugh.

He knew that this matter was related to Yan Weiwei, but he still chose to divorce.

With trembling hands, she picked up the black pen in the back seat and trembled to sign her name in her rightful place.

Song Yishu.

Divorce agreement, in duplicate.

She took her share and looked at Yan Changan, "Yan Changan, from now on...... One parting and two wide, each life rejoices. ”

"I wish you happiness."

After saying that, she opened the car door and was about to get out of the car, but her hands were so shaky that she couldn't pull them open after pulling them several times in a row.

Yan Changan reached over and opened the car door for her.

Song Yishu paused and got out of the car as if he was running away.

She really didn't expect that the only time Yan Changan opened the door for her was after their divorce.

Yan Changan picked up the divorce agreement, and when his eyes swept over the words "Song Yishu", he condensed slightly.

Jingle bells.

The phone interrupted his thoughts, he picked up the phone, and Yan Weiwei's brisk and bright voice came, "Brother, I heard from my classmates that you came to our school?" Where are you? ”

"Library." Yan Changan said softly: "You come here." ”

It just so happened that he had something to say.

Yan Weiwei came quickly, for fear that if she was too late, the vixen would say something to her brother.

She opened the car door and sat in the place where Song Yishu had just sat and saw the divorce agreement at a glance.

Her eyes widened, and she grabbed the agreement, "Brother, Song Yishu finally signed it?!" ”

"Great!"

Yan Weiwei was so happy, she hugged Yan Changan and rubbed him on the shoulder, "Brother, I said a long time ago that Song Yishu is not worthy of you, and a person like her will never be my sister-in-law." ”

She looked up at Yan Chang'an, and couldn't stop smiling on her face.

Yan Changan twisted his eyebrows and brushed away Yan Weiwei's hand, "Sit down." ”

"Oh." Yan Weiwei sat down obediently and said softly, "I will do whatever my brother asks me to do, for my brother, Weiwei can do anything." ”

Her eyes were full of adoration and admiration.

It's a pity that Yan Changan didn't think much about it, and when he heard this, he said, "Okay, then you have a good relationship with Qingjiang." ”