It was ten o'clock in the evening when He Xiyan returned home, and she got out of the car with a large bag of things. There were gloves, a scarf, and new leather shoes bought for him.

The lights in the bedroom are on.

She hooked the corners of her lips, and a smile immediately appeared on her face.

He's back! Waiting for her?

A warm current surged into his heart, and He Xiyan felt like eating candied fruit in his heart. Suddenly, she slowed her pace, quietly wanting to surprise him. Walking to the door, she raised her hand and was about to push the door in, but her hand froze in mid-air.

The sound of a man and a woman talking can be heard in the bedroom.

"Yixuan, will she really sign it?" The woman's voice was a little sweet and pitiful.

"Well, he'll sign it." The man replied with little hesitation.

"I'm sorry! Yixuan, I never thought of ruining your sister Yan's marriage, I just ...... I really love you. The woman seemed to be crying, and her voice became hoarse.

"I know, Yuwei, I don't blame you."

He Xiyan's face instantly faded from a smile and became a little pale, she looked at the closed door, and there was a sharp pain in her chest.

No, it won't. Her Yixuan wouldn't do this to him. It must be the sound coming out of the TV. She shook her head, as if she couldn't believe what she was hearing.

Looking down, she rubbed her chest, wanting to calm down, yes, she had to be calm.

And at this time, a pair of pink high heels clearly met her eyes.

That's not her shoe, it's ......

Bang Dong –

The packages in his hand fell directly to the ground. The sound was also a wake-up call to the people in the bedroom.

The door opened.

A man and a woman appeared directly in front of her at the door, the man she couldn't be more familiar with, and the woman ......

He Xiyan opened his mouth wide in shock.

It was a woman she had never seen before.

The woman pursed her red lips aggrievedly, her sparkling eyes blinked slightly several times, and then they were hazy, looking very delicate and distressing. She held the man's arm tightly, refusing to let go for a second, as if asserting sovereignty.

Mo Yixuan clenched his hand, he pursed his thin lips, and his dark eyes were cold. He looked at the woman in front of him, He Xiyan, her wife, but soon it won't be.

"You ......" He Xiyan felt that his heart was being muttered and he couldn't breathe. And the blood on her face disappeared at a terrible rate, leaving a face as white as paper.

Is it snowing again? How could it be so cold. And is the man in front of her really her husband, the man she has loved for five years, why is he so cold?

"Come and sit down, I have something to tell you?"

There was a hint of anger hidden in Bo Liang's words.

Mo Yixuan pulled up the woman who was stunned at the door and couldn't take a step, and dragged her directly into the bedroom.

The strength was very great, and Xiyan was stumbled by this force and almost fell to the ground.

"Who is she?" Looking up, she finally met his husband, and the man's eyes were cold at this time, and his face was even more cold and angry than he had ever seen.

Mo Yixuan didn't answer her, he pulled open his coat and took out a ballpoint pen and a few pieces of white paper from it.

With a wave of his hand, those things were thrown directly on the coffee table.

"Sign it, let's get a divorce."

The words were so cold that they were thrown out like ice slag, and Xiyan on the side shivered directly.