Chen Yan was slightly stunned, his eyelashes drooped to look at her: "Go to the office."

Jiang Zhiyue shook her head: "No need to be so troublesome, just talk about it here."

"you say."

"Mr. Chen Yan," Jiang Zhiyue stared at the face she had liked for many years for a long time, and her voice was very soft when she spoke: "I thought about it, I think we were not very suitable before."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yan frowned even deeper and his tone became much deeper: "What does it mean."

"Let's get a divorce."

Jiang Zhiyue said something, and the faces of the people who were secretly watching the fun outside the door turned white in an instant, as if they had heard something about to die.

Chen Yan's face also changed.

Jiang Zhiyue thought he didn't hear it clearly, so she repeated: "I mean, let's separate."

She thought a lot last night. It seemed that there was a mountain and sea between her and Shen Yan, and a mountain and sea, and a ridge that could never be crossed.

Jiang Zhiyue felt that Qin Xin was right for the first time. Everyone dared to bully her and her father because Chen Yan didn't like her.

Now, my father almost had an accident because of her, and Jiang Zhiyue suddenly didn't want to continue like this.

The road is dark, without light, she can't see the end or get a response.

She should have known for a long time that there is no fate between her and Shen Yan. The shallow relationship between husband and wife in recent years was all her forced to hold on to her. It would be rude to knock on a door that would not be opened for you.

The word "divorce" was said, and Jiang Zhiyue was unexpectedly relieved.

Chen Yan's lips were tightly tight, his eyes were narrowed, and there was a faint coldness between his eyebrows and eyes, staring at Jiang Zhiyue for a moment, as if he wanted to get an answer from her.

Jiang Zhiyue's words seemed to be engraved in his heart, and he suddenly became confused.

After a moment of silence, Chen Yan spoke: "Jiang Zhiyue, don't say... angry words."

His voice was suppressed very low, a little dumb, and a trace of unconscious panic flashed in his eyes without any waves, and it passed in a flash.

Jiang Zhiyue asked him: "Mr. Chen Yan, why do you think I'm talking angry?"

"If it's because I didn't deal with this matter in time, then I apologize. There is no need to be angry with this kind of thing."

"But I'm not angry," Jiang Zhiyue lowered her eyes and turned her lips, "I just think..."

She didn't know how to explain to Chen Yan, and she didn't know what to explain.

Jiang Zhiyue suddenly thought of Chen Yan’s birthday in a certain year. She spent a lot of time and energy, and entrusted many people to buy a man’s watch customized by a well-known foreign designer for Chen Yan.

She gave it to him with joy, but the next day, the gift box was still placed on the desk, and the ribbon on it was still tied with a bow, and Chen Yan did not open it.

Jiang Zhiyue secretly felt sad for a long time. Chen Yan found it and asked her. She looked at Chen Yan's wrist with a very expensive watch. She didn't know how much more expensive than the one she gave her. Suddenly she didn't know how to explain.

Actually, there is nothing to explain. If you want to let go of some things, there is no need to take them out and trample on them.

"What do you think?"

Since Jiang Zhiyue proposed divorce, Chen Yan's heart has been filled with a strong sense of hostility, which makes him unable to think calmly.

His eyebrows frowned slightly, his eyes turned cold, and he said very strongly without knowing it: "Jiang Zhiyue, marriage was decided by grandpa, not a joke in your mouth."

"Even if you divorce and leave the Shen family, your father's medical expenses, your own food, clothing, housing and transportation, it is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. The Jiang family cannot give you the life you want now. If you are used to being Mrs. Chen, what can you do after divorce?"

Jiang Zhiyue was silent for a long time and suddenly chuckled softly: "Forget it, I want to go back first."

Chen Yan subconsciously grabbed Jiang Zhiyue's wrist and narrowed his eyes: "Where are you going?"

Jiang Zhiyue looked at him for some reason: "Go to the hospital to see your father."

Chen Yan's hands were very strong, and Jiang Zhiyue felt uncomfortable, so she moved her wrist.

The little girl was so delicate that she was raised, her skin was white and tender. After rubbing her a few rudely, she showed delicate red marks.

On the snow-white skin, it looks like a beautiful red plum blossom blooming in the white snow.

Chen Yan realized that his current state was very strange. He stared at the red mark, and his Adam's apple rolled away, but finally let go of his hand.

His long eyelashes drooped, and he suddenly felt a little weak and said hoarsely: "...sorry."

Jiang Zhiyue rubbed her hands, but didn't care. Her eyes were very calm, and her amber eyes were shining with a light halo.

The voice was also extremely gentle, but it maintained a perfect distance: "Then I'll leave first, see Mr. Chen Yan."

Jiang Zhiyue wore a red dress today. Chen Yan didn't like bright colors, but he thought that this color was particularly beautiful on her.

It seems that Jiang Zhiyue is born so dazzling and bright, making people unable to look away.

Chen Yan stared at Jiang Zhiyue's back and suddenly thought of the year he was twenty-one.

Qingcheng held an original music festival, and he heard that his young fiancée won the championship.

Mr. Shen urged him to go and see. Chen Yan had just returned to China. Grandpa Chen wanted to ask him to enhance his relationship with Zhizhi.

Chen Yan had no idea about this aristocratic sister who had met several times in her young age. He had always respected Grandpa Chen, so he went to the scene.

The grand ceremony was held in the Grand Theater.

The theater was very big, and Chen Yan and several of his friends were sitting in the VIP hall on the second floor.

The little girl is only eighteen years old, but she has become a graceful little beauty.

That day, she also wore a red fishtail dress to mop the floor, holding a handful of beautiful roses in her hand.

When the host asked her what, Jiang Zhiyue suddenly laughed, with bright eyes and white teeth, coquettish and shiny almond eyes, as if countless stars fell into it.

Beautiful even the roses in his hand are eclipsed.

Chen Yan was leaning lazily on the stage to smoke, and his friends were joking and joking in his ears.

He narrowed his eyes, and was shrouded in smoke, and through half the hall, he looked at his fiancée who had not seen for many years and was slightly ecstatic.

It seems different from a little girl in my memory who was crying with a bubble of snot.

Chen Yan came to his senses and looked at Jiang Zhiyue's back as he left, which overlapped with the beautiful shadow in his memory, as if something had crossed his heart, causing imperceptible subtle pain.

The only person who was happy when he heard Jiang Zhiyue’s divorce was probably Qin Xin.

Things came too suddenly, and she was so happy that she even threw Jiang Zhiyue slapped her behind her head.

Qin Xin secretly pinched his thighs under the table, tears immediately burst out from his eyes, and his nose was also red.

The tears hanging on the eyelashes half of them can’t fall off, which really makes people feel distressed.

She pinched her hands, her voice was delicate, her eyes were raised, and she looked at him pitifully: "Brother Chen Yan..."

Chen Yan was still thinking about Jiang Zhiyue's incident. Hearing this, he remembered the little girl's whimpering sound when Jiang Yanli had an accident, and he felt even more upset.

Chen Yan raised his eyelashes and glanced at her with a little chill.

His exploiting mouth outlined a sarcastic curve, which was beautiful and cold, and his voice was extremely cold: "Miss Qin, I don't remember that I have a sister."

"Ms. Qin deliberately hurt my wife's father. Isn't he just a Qin family taking the Shen family seriously?"

Qin Xin trembled, and the tears he pinched out were really scared to fall.

She raised her face tremblingly, and what caught her eye was Chen Yan's cold and indifferent face, with cold and thin lines, and a dark eyes filled with a bone-like coldness.

A chill that invaded the bone marrow spread from the heart to the limbs and bones. Qin Xin felt as if she had rolled around in an ice cellar. The overwhelming sense of oppression made her breathless.

The rest of the words were stuck in my throat and I couldn't say a word.

Chen Yan let out a light sniff, looked away from her and didn't look at her. He just moved his lips slightly and turned around and left.

Qin Xin was weak and limp in the chair, her eyelashes twitched, and she understood what Chen Yan was saying.

Chen Yan said: "Wait."

Jiang Zhiyue was unaware of what happened later. She had already taken a taxi to visit her father at the central hospital.

Jiang Yanli used to exercise regularly, so she has a good foundation and has recovered well.

Jiang Zhiyue was sitting aside and peeling apples for her father.

Seeing that the apple peel in his daughter's hand had never been broken, Jiang Yanli couldn't help but praise her.

Jiang Zhiyue smiled: "It's not that exaggerating, Dad, I discovered it by chance."

In fact, she was too bored in the Shen family and had nothing to do alone, so she tried to have fun for herself.

She still remembers that she was lying in bed when she was sick when she was a child, and her mother would always make her happy like this.

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhiyue paused for a moment, and in just two seconds, he returned to normal again.
Chapter completed!