Until the woman couldn't stand the stimulation anymore and rushed out like crazy.

"Sister He......"

Xia Yuwei shouted and wanted to chase out, but when she walked to the door, her hand was grabbed.

Behind him came the man's angry voice.

"Leave her alone!"

Mo Yixuan slammed his fist against the wall, the green tendons on his arms flared up, and his inky eyes were red at this time, and he had never felt that kind of anger.

Damn, he has obviously suppressed his anger, why is he still so irritable, even irritable.

"But......" Xia Yuwei walked to the coffee table on the side and picked up the divorce agreement on it. She didn't really worry about the woman when she wanted to chase it out, the woman hadn't signed the agreement yet, she just wanted the woman to sign it.

If she doesn't sign, then how can she turn into a regular and become Mrs. Mo.

Mo Yixuan's cold gaze swept over the things in Xia Yuwei's hand, and then he closed his eyes.

"He'll sign it!" He said coldly, still with that inexplicable anxiety in his voice.

The room still seemed to echo with the sound of He Xiyan crying just now, and that sound was like a thin needle pricking his eardrum, making his eardrums about to burst.

Walking to the window, he pushed open the closed window, letting the cold wind outside the window blow his resolute but indifferent face.

Unfolding the agreement in his hand, he picked up a black pen, then turned to the last page, and looked at the divorce alimony, which clearly displayed a string of numbers 80 million, and he did not hesitate to add a number 6 in front of 8, so 80 million became 680 million.

Xia Yuwei on the side covered her mouth and watched the man add that stroke incredulously.

That look, jealousy, anger!

That woman had never given birth to a baby for Yixuan, why could she get so much money. Why?

But why didn't she dare to say this sentence, because she was not stupid, she could see the man's feelings for He Xiyan in front of her from this stroke. But with so much alimony, that woman should be willing to sign. With her hand on her lower abdomen, she raised the corners of her mouth again.

She has the baby god in her belly to assist, and this time she is bound to win!

He Xiyan, please take the money and get out.

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Xi Yan, who rushed out, sat in the corridor on the second floor with his knees hugged. She hugged her tiny body tightly, huddled like a wounded bunny. More tears welled up in her eyes, as if they would never end. The crying was gone, replaced by low sobs.

Under the faint wall lamp, her eyes were already red and swollen from crying.

(Yixuan, why?) Why? Why give up their three-year marriage. They once swore in front of the priest that in this life, no matter whether they are good or bad, whether they are sick or healthy, they will always be with them and never leave each other. She had never thought of abandoning him, but why was he so indifferent and gave up all their feelings. ）

He Xiyan stroked his chest, feeling that there was a knife stirring in it all the time, it was so cold and painful. The voice of the man just now kept echoing in her ears, the sound of "signing", the voice of "she has my child", such a thin and cool voice, the terrible sound was like a rope strangling her heart, all about to strangle blood.