"This divorce agreement." Jiang Jingyu stopped in front of her, looked down at the girl who was close at hand, pinched the few pieces of paper, and asked her:

"—Does Mrs. Jiang still want to continue to sign?"

Nan Shiyu held her chin.

Half-raised, he looked at the agreement she had personally sent in his hand.

Truth be told, she wanted to sign.

But alas, there are no suitable reasons and excuses.

Thinking of this, the look of pity in Nan Shiyu's eyes flashed.

It's a shame.

I thought that today's incident with Yu Miao was an excellent help for a peaceful divorce, but the result was ......

Nan Shiyu sighed silently.

Jiang Jingyu was still staring at her.

Nan Shiyu suppressed the disappointment in her heart one after another, and a gentle and harmless smile was pulled up on the side of her lips.

met Jiang Jingyu's gaze, and the tails of his eyes were raised.

"Since it's an oolong, naturally I won't continue to sign."

Jiang Jingyu's throat overflowed with a light anger of unknown meaning.

He looked at the girl who was not right at all, pinched the agreement, and deliberately asked her:

"Is that still divorced?"

Nan Shiyu gritted her teeth.

Pi Xiaorou replied without smiling: "Don't leave!" ”

As soon as she finished speaking, Jiang Jingyu turned around with the divorce agreement.

I came to the shredder next to my desk and threw the agreement directly into it.

When it came out again, Nan Shiyu's painstakingly formulated 'first divorce preparation results' had turned into a pile of shredded notes.

Nan Shiyu couldn't bear to take a second look.

I'm afraid that my heart will have a heart attack in the past.

She stood up and was about to find an excuse to leave, but before she could speak, Jiang Jingyu, who had watched the divorce agreement turn into shredded paper, took the car keys and turned around.

As he passed her, the man's palm naturally took her hand.

It's as if I've done it a thousand times.

"Let's go."

Nan Shiyu was taken out of the president's office by him, "Where are you going?" ”

Jiang Jingyu didn't stop: "Go home." ”

***

After dealing with Yu Miao and the divorce agreement, when Sibel stopped at the door of the wedding villa "Shengting", a large dazzling sunset had already appeared in the sky.

Steward Chen heard the movement and walked out of the hall quickly.

Seeing that the newlyweds finally stepped into this wedding room that had been 'snubbed' by their owner for a year after a year, Steward Chen had mixed feelings in his heart.

He stepped forward with a gentle smile: "Sir, madam, are you back?" ”

"The restaurant has ready dinner and is ready to eat."

Jiang Jingyu said "um".

Nan Shiyu did not speak.

Since Jiang Jingyu went abroad a year ago, she has also left here and lived in her small apartment and Nanjia villa in turn.

Didn't come back for a whole year.

Every part of this wedding room is exactly the same as it was a year ago, and there is no change in the slightest.

Stepping here again, Nan Shiyu had the illusion of returning to the wedding day.

The two had a brief dinner in the restaurant and went upstairs one after another.

Jiang Jingyu answered Lin Rui's call and went to the study to deal with things.

And Nan Shiyu went back to the master bedroom.

The mobile phone "Ding Dong" and "Ding Dong" rang non-stop.

It's all Cheng Nian'an's news.

The scene at today's auction venue spread out, and the comment area fell on both sides, and some people said that she and Jiang Jingyu would divorce soon, after all, they had no emotional foundation for each other.

Some people also say that if they want to divorce their strong marriage linked by the development of the two families, the relationship between the two families will break down completely.

Everyone expressed their opinions, and they were very interested in their forced marriage.

Nan Shiyu looked at the long tall building on her phone, and only flipped down two or three times, and then she was in no mood to look at it again.

Before the phone was put down, Jiang Jingyu had already finished handling the matter and pushed the door in.

Nan Shiyu stood in front of the window, the window was wide open, and the cool wind in the evening continued to blow in.

The hem of the long light-colored dress on the woman's body was blown by the wind.

Jiang Jingyu looked at the thin dress on her body, and then looked at the wide open window.

Closed the door and walked over.

He stopped next to Nan Shiyu.

The long arm stretched out and closed most of the window.

When he was done, he handed her the jewelry box in his other hand.

Nan Shiyu took it suspiciously.

"What is this?"

Jiang Jingyu turned sideways, facing her.

The tall figure laid a shadow of shadow.

Half of Nan Shiyu's body was shrouded by him.

"Gifts." Jiang Jingyu's voice was slow: "See if you like it?" ”

Nan Shiyu opened it.

Inside is another hairpin.

She: "......"

On the wedding night, Jiang Jingyu gave her a hairpin.

The one in her hand is different from the other, this one has no tassels, but the hairpin body is more fine, and every small diamond on it is set just right.

Nan Shiyu took out the hairpin and looked at it.

But in my heart, I thought:

Jiang Jingyu likes hairpins so much?

Seeing that the girl was staring at the hairpin a little distracted, Jiang Jingyu looked at her twice, suddenly took out the hairpin from her hand, and personally inserted the hairpin into her hair like the wedding night.

Nan Shiyu touched the hairpin that was worn in her hair, and said inappropriately in her heart:

The two of them really have a relationship with hairpins.

She is not usually a person who likes to have her hair, and her hairstyle on weekdays is even more so how to fit her eyes.

But he gave her a hairpin twice, and she happened to have her hair curled.

Jiang Jingyu's gaze froze in her hair for two seconds.

He then took a half-step back, his gaze moving down to her face.

It's like talking about home:

"Didn't you say you wanted to give me a wedding gift last time? You ready? ”

Nan Shiyu's thoughts retracted.

She nodded, "Ready." ”

"But," she looked up at him, "I'm going to give it to you tomorrow, and I didn't take it with me." ”

Jiang Jingyu nodded lightly.

In the next second, he asked knowingly:

"Don't you usually live in the marital room?"

Nan Shiyu: "......"

Belch.

He had this question.

Didn't he say it himself, let her choose where to live?

Nan Shiyu's face did not change: "I live here alone, I am not used to it." ”

His eyes swept over her lower abdomen without a trace, and his eyes were dark, "Is today the menstrual period?" ”

His sentence transitioned too quickly.

Nan Shiyu didn't follow for a while.

By the time she reacted, her body had unconsciously given him the answer.

Seeing her shake her head, Jiang Jingyu took half a step forward.

The distance between the two narrowed in an instant.

Nan Shiyu subconsciously wanted to retreat.

But she was already half-leaning against the wall, and there was no room to retreat.

And Jiang Jingyu, as if he didn't notice her little action, "Since your body is convenient, why don't you make up for the wedding night that is a year late?" ”