The 99th Divorce

The editor-in-chief had stepped forward and was about to say something more, but he saw Ye Qianxi's red eyes.

Ye Qianxi stared at the phone's call page, and drops of water unconsciously fell in her eyes.

The editor-in-chief didn't expect Ye Qianxi to be like this. In three or four years, no matter who is in this office, who has ever seen Ye Qianxi cry.

Tears of Ye Qianqi's tears fell off, but they quickly wiped off, saying, "It's fine."

Sit down again, but the editor-in-chief had already put away the aggression just now, stepped forward, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Ye Qianxi tried to raise her lips and tried to laugh, but her muscles were tight and unreasonable. This smile was even more ugly than crying.

The editor-in-chief looked tight and took a tissue and handed it to Ye Qianxi, saying, "Don't cry, don't cry."

It's just that the editor-in-chief didn't say it. Fortunately, as soon as he said, Ye Qianqian felt that the people around him were looking at themselves.

With his mouth deflated, Ye Qianxi couldn't help whimpering, and choked out: "It's okay, you go away, and you are dead."

The editor-in-chief was almost amused by her, but felt that others would not be too kind when they were crying.

With a slight cough, he said, "I'm leaving now."

"Wait a minute!" Ye Qianxi whimpered.

The editor stopped, turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I want to ask for leave!"

Editor-in-chief: ...

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Fang Tongtong had already left by taxi.

Ye Qianxi made several phone calls to Fang Tongtong along the way. At first, no one answered them. Later, they couldn't get through directly. Obviously, Fang Tongtong pulled her mobile phone number to black Too.

The things that belonged to Fang Tongtong at home were packed up. Ye Qianxi sat on the sofa and looked at the ceiling above her head, her eyes lost.

I don't know how long I lie down before Ye Qianxi remembered to call Shen Zhixian.

Shen Zhixian seemed to be on the side of a cell phone, and he picked up the phone all at once, "Hey, Sissi."

The familiar voice, still nice, made her moody.

But at this moment Ye Qianqian heard this voice, but she felt uncomfortable.

"Shen Zhixian."

Ye Qianxi's voice was a little dry, and it sounded dumb.

When Shen Zhixian heard it, he felt something was wrong and looked at the time, two o'clock in the afternoon.

There is still time to call at this time, shouldn't you be busy?

"No need to work overtime today?"

"Yeah." Ye Qianxi responded faintly, "Shen Zhixian."

"Ok."

"You honestly told me, what is your relationship with Fang Tongtong?"

Shen Zhixian heard it, and was startled, then said: "I think what I said in the morning is very clear. I have nothing to do with Fang Tongtong. The only relationship is that I am your boyfriend and she is your girlfriend. , But I do n’t think your girlfriend is so simple, do n’t contact me later, OK? "

"Is it?" Ye Qianxi was at a loss, "You have been wrong recently."

"I didn't hide from you on purpose, Sissi, I'm just afraid that you're worried."

"No, I'm not talking about your hospitalization."

"Ok?"

"You didn't speak so much in one sentence. You used to tell me at most that you have nothing to do with her, but now you tell me not to contact her. What do you mean?"

"That's because I think she's not as simple as you. She looks very carefree, but she is very caring in her heart, Sissi, not everyone is the same as you, especially your girlfriend, I don't think it's worth paying. "