Wei Jiaren chatted with Shen Qingqing for a while after get off work, and then returned to the villa.

After she got home, she started to pack up her things.

Finally, I only packed up a small suitcase.

This is all she has in this home.

The wardrobe is filled with brand-name clothes and bags, and there are various expensive jewelry on the dressing table. Every time the season changes, Su Mo will order someone to send the latest ones.

Wei Jiaren was only responsible for hanging the clothes one by one in the closet, but he never wore them and didn't even take off the tag.

The couple has been together for two years, and she has never spent a penny on Su Mo. She doesn't want to be a vine that grows around the trees. She feels that she is a kapok that can stand on par with him.

It’s just a domineering man like Su Mo, he might want women to regard him as the most.

She sat on the soft big bed, gently stroked the snow-white bed with her palms. At this moment, her mind was blank.

After two years of marriage, they had too few memories, and they could not even find their memories.

She smiled bitterly and shook her head, put the key to the villa on the coffee table, and then picked up her suitcase to go out.

From beginning to end, Su Mo never loved her, nor even liked her. The reason why he married her was to treat her as a substitute.

Since this is the case, it doesn't matter if you continue.

So, let's end it like this.

Before she could walk out of the villa door, Su Mo came back. His eyes were coldly staring at the suitcase in her hand, and soon understood her thoughts.

"Where to go?" he asked.

Wei Jiaren looked at him lightly and smiled faintly. Her voice was surprisingly calm, but her palms, which were holding the trolley box, tightened tightly. She said, "Su Mo, let's get divorced."

Su Mo said coldly, threw her coat on the sofa, then sat down gracefully, her legs overlapped naturally, lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and then spoke, "I didn't hear clearly, what did you just say? Say it again."

The unusual calm he showed made Wei Jiaren feel a little nervous.

How many times can I say it and what can I change?

This marriage, which was not pure from the beginning, was not known for any reason to continue.

"I said, let's get divorced." Her lips were trembling, and her biting word by word was particularly clear.

"Divorce?" He smiled coldly, his dark eyes were so cold that they were terrified. His palms were tightly held, and his slender fingers were all glowing abnormal blue.

He had to be extremely patient so that he could no longer expose his true emotions in front of her.

He rushed back from the car, racking his brains along the way thinking about how to explain to her. He even thought about telling her...

But when he rushed back with a gaze, she gave him two words coldly: Divorce.

Haha, divorce?

She doesn't even think about it.

"Wei Jiaren, how dare you say the word divorce so easily?"

He pressed the cigarette butt on his fingertips hard to destroy it in the ashtray, and the force was so strong that it was like venting.

Wei Jiaren almost heard the sound of Mars splashing.

Even though he remained silent, she could still feel the anger and frost cold emitted from his aura.

She knew how dangerous Su Mo was in anger, but she would rather be crushed to pieces at this moment than continue to live like a walking zombie.

A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of Wei Jiaren's lips, and his clean eyes gradually filled with mist.
Chapter completed!