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Chapter 122 It's Better to Get a Divorce

[69 Book Bar - www.] "What did you say?" He actually wanted to divorce, and he, Yan Zeyang, actually told her about divorce.

"I said, let's get a divorce!" Yan Zeyang suddenly seemed to have made up his mind, "All my property belongs to you and my children, let's get a divorce."

"Yan Zeyang, you actually told me to divorce. You told me to divorce because of that woman." Xiao Ya was going crazy. At this moment, her mind seemed to explode in the next second.

"Maybe you don't believe that the word divorce has been on my mind since the day I got married to you." Yan Zeyang thought, now that the words have been spoken, there is nothing to avoid. "You were pregnant at that time, and I

I can't say it out loud. Over the years, seeing Huanhuan hate me so much, I deeply feel what a failure I am as a father."

"You still have Ziqi, Baoer, and Zishen. Aren't they your children?" Xiao Ya grabbed his hand and said, "They are also your children. Don't you love Baoer so much? You

Didn’t you say she is your little princess?”

"Ya'er, you should be able to tell that Bao'er looks a bit like Huanhuan. When Huanhuan was very young, she had the same temperament as Bao'er. She liked to pester and cling to me. I can't hurt Huan.

Huan, I have no choice but to..." Yan Zeyang burst into tears and was heartbroken, choked and speechless.

"You said..." Xiao Ya had tears in her eyes. He said that Bao'er was actually Yan Huan's substitute.

"Ya'er, can we get a divorce?" Yan Zeyang looked at her almost pleadingly, "You and I have no relationship for a long time. I have been very tired and exhausted in this family over the years. Now I even look down on myself.

You won’t like it either. How about we get a divorce?”

"What about the children? Don't you care about my feelings or the feelings of the children? Do you really have no feelings for them at all?" She didn't want a divorce. She couldn't lose this man. She couldn't lose him.

"If you agree, I can let the children live with you. Or we can ask them what they mean and see who they would like to live with?" Yan Zeyang has already made up his mind to get a divorce. "I will let the lawyer notarize the property part. Huanhuan agrees."

Under the clothing, except for Qingxia’s original shares, all my shares belong to you. In addition, everything in our name, including the house and the car, will belong to you, and I will leave the house clean."

"Hahahaha!" Xiao Ya laughed, it was so funny, so funny. Her husband actually wanted nothing, just to divorce her. Isn't this the biggest joke in the world?

"Ya'er..." Yan Zeyang was frightened by her behavior and went to pull her away.

Who would have thought that Xiao Ya threw him away and immediately regained her composure: "Yan Zeyang, listen, I will not divorce you. Do you want to stay with An Qingxia after divorcing me? I tell you, it's impossible.

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After saying that, she got out of the car without looking back.

Yan Zeyang looked at his wife who got out of the car and stopped a car as fast as she could. He groaned in pain and tightened his grip on the steering wheel.

After school, Yan Huan went to see her mother. But something seemed wrong with her mother, who was always distracted. At this moment, the nurse came in and said with a smile: "Ms. An, I found a vase for you, and the flowers have been arranged! No.

I thought, after putting this little yellow flower in it, it would be quite beautiful."

Yan Huan's face changed slightly when she saw this bouquet of small yellow flowers. She remembered that her mother's favorite was the small yellow flowers. When she was a child, when she went to her grandma's house, there were big ~ pieces of small yellow flowers planted in front of her grandma's house. That one

Sometimes her father would take her to play and lift her high to scare her on purpose.

"Has he come?"

An Qingxia nodded: "Yes, he has been here."

"Huanhuan, come here, mommy wants to talk to you." An Qingxia waved to her daughter and said.

Yan Huan walked over and stood next to her mother.

"Promise me to forgive your father, okay?" An Qingxia stroked her daughter's hair and said softly.

Yan Huan didn't want to answer. She didn't want to lie to her mother and say it was okay. She couldn't forgive her now.

"Huanhuan, your father is also feeling bitter. There are some things that he can't tell clearly who is right. Hatred is a terrible thing, let alone hating one's own relatives, don't you think so?"

Yan Huan still didn't speak. She liked to be next to her mother so quietly. There was a light fragrance on her mother's body, which smelled very comfortable and could calm her down quickly.

That night, Yan Huan left very late. When she returned to her residence, Xiao Moshu had not come back yet. She was very hungry, but she couldn't cook, so she had to find a pack of biscuits to eat.

After eating, she washed and went to bed. When she woke up from a nap, she heard the sound of water rushing in the bath, and Xiao Moshu was back.

She hugged Pa Pa Xiong and opened her eyes, took a look, and closed her eyes again. But she couldn't fall asleep anymore. Xiao Moshu came in, and she opened her eyes.

"Wake up..." Xiao Moshu lay next to her, "Did I wake you up?"

"..." Yan Huan ignored him and lay down with her back to him to continue sleeping.

"Do you know what happened today?" Xiao Moshu suddenly wanted to take out a cigarette and smoke it, but in the end he refrained from smoking.

Yan Huan turned around and looked at him.

"Your father filed for divorce from Xiao Ya."

Upon hearing this, Yan Huan hurriedly sat up and looked at him in shock. Did she hear correctly? Yan Zeyang actually wanted to divorce Xiao Ya. This was incredible.

"Xiao Ya went to the hospital today and was seen by your father. After that, they talked about divorce. I just received a call from my mother. They will go to Binhai tomorrow." Xiao Moshu pressed his eyebrows, feeling a headache.

How could Yan Huan have thought that one day the man named her father would divorce Xiao Ya. She couldn't help but think of the bouquet of little yellow flowers, and was speechless for a moment.

"Forget it, you can't solve this matter. Go to sleep~!" Xiao Moshu said.

"Xiao Mo Shu." Yan Huan lay down and said with his back turned, "If anyone wants to hurt my mother, I will fight him to the death."

Xiao Moshu looked at the girl's back and hugged her: "Don't worry, it's not as bad as you think."

Yan Huan stopped talking, but he couldn't sleep well all night, and he was unhappy even going to school the next day.

The next morning, Fang Ruolan and Xiao Yongguang really came, first to Yan Zeyang's company. After the two parties talked, Xiao Yongguang's face turned dark and he called Xiao Moshu.

The couple went directly to the hospital, where An Qingxia was recovering. When she finished her homework for the day, she saw Fang Ruolan standing outside.

The old woman was wearing a dark purple cheongsam and a shawl. As soon as the door opened, she smiled at her.

When An Qingxia saw this old woman, her heart dropped, but she still smiled: "Hello."

"Hello, I didn't expect that we would meet again." Fang Ruolan walked over slowly, "How about we talk?"


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