The Beauty of Trial Marriage

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update for a hundred days of trial marriage: the latest chapters from my husband!Ling Qianmo frowned immediately, and his face became cold, "I just came to look for a change of clothes, and I will leave when I find it."

After speaking, he entered the cloakroom and closed the door.

Outside the door, Ye Zi'an watched the woman close the door heavily, and paused with the gesture of wiping, and a sneer smile appeared on her thin lips.

He said he hadn't slept all night, and she didn't even say a word of concern, but she was angry and slammed the door because of one of his jokes.

He suddenly remembered Mu Haruko's words, once a woman is determined to get a divorce, the man becomes worthless in her eyes.

In the cloakroom, Ling Qianmo leaned his back against the door and hung his head slightly, his face gloomy and inexplicable, not real.

She didn't know why all of a sudden, Ye Zi'an spoke like gunpowder, and every word she wanted to blast a hole in her heart.

Anyway, she had never guessed right anyway.

He took out a set of clothes and changed it, after thinking about it, he took out the suitcase again, loaded a few sets of clothes that he usually wears in, closed and turned around and opened the door.

Outside the door, the man had put on his pajamas, opened the quilt and was about to lie down.

The corner of her eyes swept to the suitcase she was dragging, her eyes drenched, her face darkened, and she grabbed her hand, "What are you doing?"

"Since we are going to get a divorce, it's not a relationship that we can sleep in another bed. Naturally, it's better to take away my things." His face turned to the side, his expression and tone were very calm, and he could not see impatience.

But the man could clearly feel that she was impatient and unwilling to see her all the time, and her face became heavy immediately, "Do you put things back by yourself, or let me put them back for you."

"Ye Zi'an..."

"I'll go ahead. If I want to do things, I have to pay a price, and you should be very clear about the price I want." The man grasped her wrist hand hard, "So Qianqian, you are sure you want me to do it. ."

The slender eyebrows frowned unpleasantly, and opened them vigorously, "Ye Zi'an, let go."

The man kept pressing, Ling Qianmo couldn't help but explode, "Ye Zi'an, can you be more mature? I really don't understand what I'm saying or what, I don't want to live with you anymore. Can you let me go? What's the point of you dragging me like this? Since you don't love me and don't need my love, what's wrong with me taking it back and leaving? You act like you are being dumped What do you want to do when you have abandoned it?"

"What are you doing?" The man suddenly got up and strode towards her, with a wet breath and the shape that he was only wearing a bath towel, and the ambiguity of every minute was overwhelming.

Ling Qianmo was forced to retreat step by step, and finally shouted, "Ye Zi'an..."

The man stopped in front of her, his eyes seemingly smiling, "Widow and alone are in the same room. What can you do?"

After that, Jun's face was pressed down ambiguously, getting closer and closer, until he almost touched her blushing and soft lips, he could not stop.

Ling Qianmo didn't evade, just looking at him, the light and breezy emotions in his black and white eyes could see through.

As if he suddenly lost interest, the man's movements stopped and did not continue, the corners of his lips were rolled up little by little, and his lazy smile spread out, his voice slightly hoarse, "This marriage, you Are you leaving now?"

"Yes!" Without any hesitation, Ling Qianmo nodded heavily.

The handsome face evacuated suddenly. The man turned around and walked to the bed. He opened the quilt and lay down while speaking indifferently, "The study door is not locked, and you know the password of the computer. After signing the divorce agreement, you can leave. Up."

That's it, agreed?!

Ling Qianmo had already prepared for a long-term war of resistance, but he suddenly let go, but she was stunned.

However, the man was already lying down and closed his eyes, apparently in a posture of going to sleep and refusing to talk, even if she had doubts, she suppressed it.

Ling Qianmo pursed her lower lip. He originally wanted to leave directly, but after thinking about it, he said, "Don't worry, I won't ask for the distribution of your property. If you have any requirements, you can also mention it with me. After all, it is me. You must get a divorce. If you want to make up for it..."

"I seem to let a woman make up for me?"

"This is not like it, after all..."

"If you really want to make up, I'm very sleepy now, you can leave it on the desk after you write it."

So, did she interrupt him to rest?!

Ling Qianmo's heart trembled slightly, and soon returned to indifferent, "Okay, after you sign, you have time to go through the formalities and notify me."

The man had closed his eyes and did not answer her words.

Ling Qianmo didn't bother much, turned and left the room.

The moment I closed the door, my heart seemed to be hollowed out, uncontrollably sad.

Until the door was closed, the man's closed eyes slowly opened, and he glanced at the gloomy sky outside the window, his head aching because of drunkenness seemed to be emptied in an instant.

The agreement was down directly from the Internet. They didn't have too many contradictions, and there was no division of property, so it was extremely simple.

After adjusting the format, after printing it out, she carefully checked each clause to confirm that there was nothing wrong, and then took a signature pen from the pen holder and wrote her name stroke by stroke.

After signing, directly use the mouse on the desk to press on the desk, and then got up and left.

Coming out of the villa, Ling Qianmo was a little embarrassed to stand at the door. There was only one of their villas on the side of the mountain. Very few cars came here. The nearest taxi taxi took at least an hour.

Is it really going to go over.

Just thinking about it, the familiar Bentley Shangmu stopped at his feet, the door of the driver's seat opened, and Assistant Lin came down from above, "Madam, the president ordered me to see you off."

"It doesn't matter, I just go out and take a taxi." Ling Qianmo smiled and shook his head. Since he is divorced, there is no way to accept his kindness.

Assistant Lin still laughed, "I'm acting on the order of the president. Madam, don't embarrass me. If you really mind, or I will send you to a place where you can take a taxi? It's not convenient to walk alone with your luggage, right? Even if you are divorced, it will be the husband and wife after all, so you don’t need to care about things that are easy.

Ling Qianmo thought for a while, as if he was a little too concerned about rejecting it, he nodded, "Well then, thank you, Assistant Lin."

Assistant Lin took her all the way to the door of the hotel and left after helping her to carry her luggage. After a whole morning, tired and hungry, Ling Qianmo directly dialed the service desk from the room and ordered a lunch, and then he was ready to go. Take a bath and change clothes.

He took his pajamas out of the suitcase and was about to take a shower when someone knocked on the door.