She Wants To Divorce Me - Chapter 2

Ji Yaoguang really has opinions on every word in this divorce agreement.

The physically and mentally exhausted Chang Yu was obviously not in the mood to deal with Ji Yaoguang. She pulled her face down, her beautiful eyebrows frowned. She asked Lawyer Zhao to draw up this. The house, car, and everything that the two had left her Ji Yaoguang. What else is she dissatisfied with? She stretched out her hand and pressed her eyebrows, she tried her best to keep her voice as calm as possible, and asked, “Where is there any opinion?”

Chang Yu thought she was dissatisfied with the division of property. Ji Yaoguang glanced at it and understood what Chang Yu meant. In the end, it was the person who loved miserably at the beginning, and couldn’t wait to incorporate everything about her into the blood. Sometimes a small look or a small gesture would reveal emotions. It’s just that, how long hasn’t I been patiently and meticulously trying to figure out Chang Yu’s mind like this? The turning pen in her hand struck at the moment of her trance, bringing out a black mark on the white paper. Taking a deep breath, she turned her head to look at the calm-looking man, and said: “You go out.” Her voice was cold, with her usual pride.

“Ji Yaoguang.” Chang Yu frowned.

Ji Yaoguang didn’t seem to hear Chang Yu’s voice, her chest undulated violently. Seeing the man standing still with her hands down, the annoyance in her heart was even worse. She raised her voice and repeated it again: “Lawyer Zhao, please go out.” It was a bit harsh, and there was even unstoppable anger in it, more like every hysteria. A precursor to noise. Chang Yu twitched at the corner of her mouth. She lowered her eyebrows. It seemed that this divorce would not be as decisive as Ji Yaoguang said last night. She sighed secretly in her heart, and the corner of her eye caught the scraps of paper in the trash can. After a moment of silence, she finally said: “Lawyer Zhao, I’m sorry to trouble you. You can go back first. contact.”

Have time to contact? Ji Yao shook her ears. She watched the man leave the house obediently after Chang Yu spoke. Could it be that what she said has no deterrent effect? Anyhow, he is also the half owner of the house. She was still aggrieved here, and Chang Yu had already walked around to her opposite side, sat on the sofa, pulled out a cold smile, and ridiculed: “Say, what else do you want?”

I don’t want to divorce. Before this sentence came out, Ji Yaoguang saw Chang Yu answer a phone call in front of her. Hearing the word “Zhao Qing”, her heart seemed to be pricked by a needle. When she and Chang Yu were going to divorce, it was Zhao Qing. She cooperated with Chang Yu in a movie “The Dumb Girl”. She played the role of a female doctor who helped the heroine to get out of the psychological shadows. I don’t know how the blind people who eat melons can see that Ji Qing is coming ! Don’t they know that Chang Yu has a family? And that Zhao Qing, who doesn’t have any numbers in his heart, has to rely on Changyu? The overwhelming news made Ji Yaoguang almost breathless. In the memory, after a cold war with Chang Yu for several days, she finally pulled her face down to pick up Chang Yu at the “Dumb Girl” banquet, but she saw the scene where Zhao Qing hangs on Chang Yu. The two were tightly attached to each other. Along the way, Ji Yaoguang was extremely tolerant, but when he got home, he broke out completely. Chang Yu didn’t say a word, and she took all this as acquiescence, and she said divorce in a hurry. Chang Yu agreed that there was no relationship between them. Now, whether it is a dream or not, it is always back to the day when he made a big mistake three years ago. Ji Yaoguang didn’t want to kill his wife as before.

Zhao Qing is a shameless bad woman, but Chang Yu is not. After she divorced Chang Yu, Chang Yu did not have much contact with Zhao Qing. Facts proved that everything was just her delusion, and she took her guess as a fact, thus pushing her already precarious marriage to a ruin.

Listening to a bunch of silly words on the phone, Chang Yu’s brow furrowed deeper and deeper, and from the corner of her eye she caught a glimpse of the pretentious eavesdropper. She patiently responded to Zhao Qing’s words. The tense nerve in his mind was broken because of Zhao Qing’s increasingly excessive words. She doesn’t like Zhao Qing, “The Dumb Girl” is over, which naturally means that their cooperation is over. There are very few sincere people in the entertainment industry, and a nodding acquaintance is enough.

The moment Chang Yu ended the call, Ji Yaoguang withdrew his gaze and kept sitting upright, like a well-behaved primary school student waiting for the teacher’s instructions.

“What else do you require, just mention it.” Chang Yu didn’t forget the previous topic. She looked at Ji Yaoguang, always feeling that she was a little different from the previous day. But this servant has always been emotionally changeable, and she is no longer in the mood to guess her true thoughts and true wishes. Her exhaustion is not a matter of one or two days. Unlike Ji Yaoguang, the word divorce can be hung up at any time. When it is proposed, it must be carefully considered.

“I don’t want to get divorced.” Ji Yaoguang said. Actually, you don’t need to look at Chang Yu to know her expression. She swallowed a helpless sigh and continued, “Chang Yu, we all need to calm down. “

Ji Yaoguang’s attitude of cloudy and sunny that day, Chang Yu, has already seen too much, and this time she didn’t bother to talk nonsense with the opposite person any more. Her eyes stayed on the agreement for a long time, and she responded coldly and coldly: “I already thought about it. I’m clear, didn’t you say you want a divorce? Signing your name here is good for both of us.”

What a… an **** almost blurted out. Ji Yaoguang looked at Chang Yu’s indifferent face. She tried to shake Chang Yu’s determination: “If we get divorced, what will my parents say? And the outside media?” Knowing that they were married for less than a year. Although same-sex marriages in China are legal, there are still many people who are prejudiced about it. The news of their marriage was aroused, and some sunspots even placed a bet, expecting them to separate every day, thus confirming the same-sex love. There is no future.

Hearing that Ji Yaoguang moved out of the Ji family’s second elder, Chang Yu’s face showed a little hesitation. Her relatives treated herself really well, but—Chang Yu looked at Ji Yaoguang coldly, and said lightly: “Divorce is I will talk about the two of us. As for the people outside, there is no need to explain to them.”

Ji Yaoguang has a headache and Chang Yu’s attitude when the oil and salt don’t get in, but will they end up like this? She really is not reconciled. This is her most regrettable thing. If there is a chance to come back, how can she miss it again? After lowering her head and thinking for a moment, she suddenly reached out and crumpled the agreement into a ball and threw it into the trash. She said shamelessly, “I won’t divorce you anyway!” This might make Chang Yu hate herself even more. But besides that, what else can she do? It doesn’t matter if she says she’s slapped face or stalker, as long as she can keep the person in front of her, she is willing to do anything.

Chang Yu didn’t speak, and she would definitely not pick up the agreement in the trash basket again. Ji Yaoguang’s current attitude was obviously inappropriate. That being the case, she didn’t plan to continue talking. Finally, I glanced at the man who was sitting on the sofa pretending to be pitiful, only to find it ridiculous. She took her own things and walked towards the master bedroom, leaving only a slamming of the door.

Anyway, at home, not leaving in a hurry, it means that everything is still going for the better, doesn’t it? Ji Yaoguang put away the expression on her face, leaving only a strong sadness. The scene of the past three years is like a movie playing backwards. In the days without Changyu, she curled up alone in the darkness. Did God understand the obsession deep in her heart that gave her a chance to go back to recovering the mistake three years ago? Now that all this is just a dream, then she doesn’t want to wake up from it.

The phone had already been muted, and the screen flickered. I don’t know how many text messages and missed calls there were, but Ji Yaoguang had no thoughts to take care of it. She lay on her back on the sofa, recalling every bit of her acquaintance with Chang Yu, as well as every quarrel. Except that Chang Yu scolded her when she insisted on entering the circle at the beginning, almost every time after that, it was her unilateral trouble finding. After a few days of the cold war, she went to Chang Yu to be soft. These things are not like pencil words written on white paper that can be wiped clean with an eraser. They will leave marks, and finally leave a deep scar, just like a famous doctor and good medicine can no longer be cured. “You are really stupid too!” Ji Yaoguang patted her face, painfully uploading from her forehead, and she looked at the phone screen and looked at her red and swollen forehead. Only then did she remember her pretending to be extremely cruel. “Chang Yu, I hurt.” She curled her arms into a ball, and her gaze at the door suddenly became a little desperate. She knew that now Chang Yu would never be as careful and gentle as before. Comforted her.

Ji Yaoguang didn’t want to sleep and didn’t dare to sleep, even though her drooping eyelids were talking about the sleepiness of the day. Quietly in the night, she turned off the light in the living room and immersed herself in the darkness. The ticking sound resounded particularly clearly in my ears. Is Chang Yu asleep? After this thought in his mind, Ji Yaoguang finally stood up and stretched out his stiff and numb limbs, and then tiptoed towards the bedroom.

The light is dark and the door is not closed.

She can only draw a vague outline by the light outside the window. This is the lover she once held in her arms, but now she is as indifferent as a stranger. She stretched out her hand to touch Chang Yu’s eyebrows, and with a soft bang, the bedside lamp was on at this time. The first thing she saw was Chang Yu’s pair that was still a little tired and depressed. Angry eyes.