The sunlight shone warmly through the window, and when Han Yi opened her eyes, she saw a figure standing in front of her bed.

The warm sunlight shrouded the figure.

It's like a dream.

She recognized it, it was Gong Tingxuan.

Then, she closed her eyes again.

Gong Tingxuan will not come to see her.

There are only two unexpected exceptions, one is that she is dead and the other is that she is dreaming.

Either case, either way, she didn't want it.

After a long time, she opened her eyes again, and Gong Tingxuan was still standing by her bedside, staring at her.

She had never seen him look at her so tenderly.

The last memory is the moment she fainted.

Yes, she gave Lin Ruoyao a blood transfusion, and then she passed out.

She doesn't even remember what happened next.

"Young master, the ginseng soup is here!"

"Well, put it down!" He sat down in front of her, "Are you awake?" Is there anything you feel uncomfortable with? ”

She clutched the sheets tightly, with mixed feelings in her heart, hehe...... Is this the sun coming out of the west? He would have cared about her.

"I'm fine......"

Gong Tingxuan nodded, "Drink the ginseng soup!" The doctor said that your body is a little weak, you need to rest well these days......"

Such a soft voice is not like his characteristics at all.

"By the way, Yaoyao is out of danger......"

His understatement had already pierced her heart deeply.

It turned out that he was kind to her because of Lin Ruoyao, and she would rather not be so grateful.

Silently closed his eyes and clenched the sheets tightly with both hands......

The next morning.

It was another sunny and sunny day, and in the clean study, Gong Tingxuan was wearing a silver-gray casual suit, and under the Moxican hairstyle, there was a handsome and indifferent face.

Yes, cold and detached.

This face has been like this since she was a girl, and the man has never smiled at her.

He is the kind of cold man who has a chill from the soles of his feet to the strands of his hair.

In the past, because of his coldness, she felt that he was particularly mysterious and charming, and she liked such a man.

When she got married, she realized that this was not what she wanted.

A cold face, two hearts that can never be fused together, are enough to make her desolate for the rest of her life.

Enough is enough, she's had enough!

Hearing her footsteps, he raised his head and put down the newspaper in his hand, he saw the gift box behind her, and the little face with a somewhat tangled expression?

"Have you drunk the ginseng soup? I asked the kitchen to prepare some blood-replenishing dishes for you, you can eat more! His voice was clear and understated.

Han Yi took a deep breath, silently walked up to him, and put a document in front of him.

"Tingxuan, let's get a divorce!"

He seemed a little surprised, frowned slightly, picked up the divorce agreement and glanced at it, and then gently pushed it aside.

Bending down, he took a check out of the drawer, wrote down an amount, and pushed it in front of her.

"Is that enough?"

"Gong Tingxuan, what do you mean?"

"Isn't that why you did everything you could to marry me? Isn't a million enough? ”

There was no trace of emotion in his beautiful eyes, and he was still cold and detached.

Han Yi choked in her throat, and after a long time, she chuckled lightly and tore up the million check in her hand.

"Tingxuan, I said, I didn't marry you for money, can you not insult me like this?"

"If it's not about money, why get a divorce? We haven't been married for a month ......"