Ye Yan hated that iron could not become steel, "Mengmeng, why did you abdicate, what is that Shen Qing, a newcomer in our company, what kind of pure flower route does he take, he is clearly a junior, and he made up this kind of first love drama, which is really ridiculous." ”

Listening to Ye Yan's impassioned words, Gu Meng couldn't help but speak, "They are indeed their first love, five years ago, after digging deeper, I am the third party." ”

Ye Yan lost her momentum in an instant, and the anger on her face suddenly became a little weak.

After a long time, she said: "Even if this is the case, you and Fu Jinchuan are also protected by the law, and she is a junior!" ”

"But Mengmeng, if you want to divorce, I support you, you have been getting better and better in the hosting world in the past three years, and you can live without him."

Gu Meng knew that Ye Yan was comforting herself, but only she understood how the smooth road to hosting in the past three years came about.

For a while, Gu Meng's mind was a mess, "Yan Yan, you go get busy first, I want to stay alone." ”

"Okay, then you want to open some."

After Ye Yan went out, Gu Meng reopened Weibo, and the news about Fu Jinchuan and Shen Qing stabbed her eyes.

Dog men and women, scumbags, liars!

She shouted in her heart, endured and endured, and did not vent her emotions.

Immediately, she made a phone call.

Half an hour later, the president of the Fu Group went out.

Cheng Yu stood at the door in a cold sweat, half an hour ago he received a call from the president's wife, thinking that something was going on, and he actually asked him to send the divorce agreement.

Last night, the president didn't return all night, and when he came in the morning, he saw with his own eyes that the president was so angry, and nothing was right.

Now I know that it turned out to be my wife who made a divorce.

He is a special assistant to the president, and he has to take the risk to do this and create evil......

After hesitating for a long time, Cheng Yu approached the president's office and put the divorce agreement on the table, "President, Mrs. asked me to send this." ”

Fu Jinchuan, who was signing the documents, lifted his eyelids and saw that Gu Meng's name on the divorce agreement was particularly eye-catching.

Suddenly, his temples jumped.

He withdrew his gaze, pushed the divorce agreement to the side, and continued to work on the papers.

Cheng Yu cautiously spoke, "President, you...... Don't sign? ”

Hearing this, Fu Jinchuan raised his eyes and stared directly at Cheng Yu, "How much benefit did she give you?" ”

"What?"

"Don't understand? Who are you? How much did she give you to come and stare at me to sign? ”

The man's voice became deeper and deeper, making people feel a chill in their hearts.

Cheng Yu immediately said: "I am the president's person, death is the president's ghost, president, I'll put it away, I don't know anything about it." ”

After thinking about it, he said again: "President, Mrs. just wants to divorce on impulse, you want to open some." ”

Fu Jinchuan twisted his eyebrows and coldly spit out a word, "Get out." ”

"Okay."

After Cheng Yu left, Fu Jinchuan pulled his tie irritably.

He casually threw away the pen, remembering Gu Meng's unashamed words last night, and his heart seemed to be holding back a fire.

Little milk dogs? Old bacon?

Heh, the fox's tail is finally revealed.

When I first got married three years ago, the Gu family seemed to have received a great gift, and Grandma Gu Meng frantically asked how much the bride price was.

He understands very well how deep the influence of his original family is, so he never thinks that Gu Meng will be different.

In the three years since she got married, she has indeed maintained the image of a virtuous helper, but how much benefit the Gu family has gained in the past three years, and how Gu Meng came to be stable in the hosting world, he couldn't be clearer.

Now that the benefits are enough, I want him to divorce willingly, so that he can live and fly with the little milk dog?

Dream!

In the evening, Fu Jinchuan returned home.

Inside the huge villa, it was pitch black and empty.

Turning on the light, Fu Jinchuan saw that last night's meal was still on the table, and now it had already changed color, which was particularly unappetizing.

I simply went back to the study, but the study was disorganized, and the things I used the day before yesterday were piled up on the table, and I couldn't find the documents if I wanted to find them.

He couldn't bear it anymore and dialed Gu Meng's phone.