In just one minute, too many images flashed through her mind.

There was Lu Jingchi's neglect, his indifference and indifference, and there was also the way he greeted her, rubbed her head and smiled at her.

From the perspective of him not loving her, all those neglects and neglects became reasonable.

But it was precisely because of this that Jiang Lan's hand holding the pen became firmer. She put down the pen and wrote her name one by one on the signature line.

She should let him go and let him go to the person he loves.

She should also let go of herself, her greed, and her ulterior love.

Just as she finished writing the word "江", the pen in her hand suddenly slipped, leaving a long scratch on the agreement.

The next moment, the divorce agreement was in Lu Jingchi's hands.

He said: "The time has come."

Jiang Lan looked at him blankly and saw that he casually tore the divorce agreement in half and threw it into the trash can.

The man looked at her with his deep eyes, "You have no chance, Jiang Lan."

Jiang Lan didn't know how to react, she could only look at him blankly, the pen still held in her hand, looking so helpless.

Lu Jingchi stood up and came to her. He was condescending. His back was to the light, cutting off all the light behind him and casting a shadow that enveloped her.

"In the future, don't let me see you sign those two words again."

Jiang Lan looked up at him, her long eyelashes trembling.

He leaned over, placed one hand on the sofa, and moved closer to her. Their lips were less than two centimeters apart.

Lu Jingchi said: "Did you hear that?"

Jiang Lan looked into his deep eyes, opened her mouth, and then closed it silently.

She didn't respond to him.

Lu Jingchi's eyes flashed, and he grabbed her neck. The force was not strong, but there was an indescribable ambiguity.

"Did you hear that?" His voice was also very soft, calling her as before, "Lanlan."

His gentle voice suddenly brought her back to the distant past. Through the man's eyes, she seemed to see the young man smiling at her in the sunshine.

He also called her that, full of confusion.

Jiang Lan nodded out of nowhere.

"That's good."

The corners of Lu Jingchi's lips curled up slightly, and he leaned over and kissed her on the lips.

Jiang Lan's eyes widened and she met his eyes.

He also looked at her, as if he was waiting for something, or as if it was a game, waiting for his opponent to surrender.

It's more like a strategizing king, waiting for the enemy to surrender.

Jiang Lan's eyes flickered. In this long game that seemed to have lasted a century, she slowly closed her eyes and admitted defeat.

He also kissed her wantonly, and Jiang Lan hugged his neck and responded to him.

Lu Jingchi knew about her menstrual period and did not make things difficult for her.

He has never been a person who wronged himself.

The fifteen-day period between them ended hastily like a farce.

Lu Jingchi hugged her and felt the man's breathing in his ears. Jiang Lan suddenly felt that her insistence on divorce was a farce in his eyes.

She touched her belly with her fingers, and his hand covered hers, holding her hand tightly against her belly.

His palms were very hot, and you could feel the warmth of his palms through your pajamas.

Jiang Lan's heart beat a few times for no reason. She turned her head. The room was dark and she couldn't see the man's face.

But his even breathing told Jiang Lan that he was probably asleep.

But Jiang Lan couldn't sleep that night.
Chapter completed!