He couldn't even imagine that she could understand what true frustration was in her life.
Chi Huan saw that Yang Hao was just looking at her blankly and not moving. Of course, it was not easy for him to move from the sofa to the window.
She threw the bag back on the sofa, stood up, and walked towards the coffee table. Her long curly hair fell down on her waist, very thick, and she smiled condescendingly, "Conscience? Why are you uneasy? In this world, because of family I don’t know how many people have been hacked to death by their wives with an axe, not to mention you, a piece of trash like you who doesn’t want others to feel at ease even if you die?”
In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Mo Shiqian's cell phone had been unpacked and reset. He threw the wrapping paper into the trash can and put the cell phone into his coat pocket.
Then he raised his dark and quiet eyes and looked at Chi Huan's back lightly, with no waves in his eyes.
Yang Hao's expression was terrifying, the veins on his forehead popped out, his eyes were red as if they were stained with blood, his breathing was more like an acute illness, and he looked like he was about to go crazy at any time.
Mo Xigu frowned and subconsciously stretched out his hand to pull Chi Huan back.
"I don't want her to feel at ease? When has she ever let me feel at ease?"
Still roaring hysterically, those eyes were filled with endless grief and self-mockery, and he turned to look at Su Yabing on the other side, "I'm not good enough to you? Your father is sick, and I paid for a doctor to treat him. , you said you wanted to continue studying, and I paid for your studies. Do you know how happy I was the day you agreed to marry me? I couldn’t bear to let you do anything. I would buy you whatever you like, even if you don’t want to Let me touch you, and I didn’t force you! If you hadn’t been thinking about this man, wanting to go back to the country, and wanting to leave me, would I have hit you? "
When the voice fell, Chi Huan was already stunned.
Mo Xigu, who originally held Chi Huan's wrist because Yang Hao was too emotionally unstable and worried that she would be attacked, was even more shocked. His black pupils were slightly brightened and his hand slowly loosened.
Even the lawyer, who has handled countless divorce cases and witnessed all kinds of ugly scenes, was surprised.
Su Yabing knelt on the floor in front of the coffee table, covering her face and crying.
Only Mo Shiqian stood in the distance as if it didn't matter to him, with one hand in his trouser pocket, his lips were sexy and thin, and his eyes were extremely cold.
For a few moments, Chi Huan felt ridiculous.
This absurdity comes from a kind of contrast.
Beside him, Mo Xigu's low voice contained shock, "You have never had sex since you got married?"
Yang Hao looked at Mo Xigu with eyes full of jealousy and hatred, and his voice was hoarse and unpleasant, "She said she didn't want to... I kept waiting for her, but what I waited and waited for was not that she was willing, but that she was willing from the beginning to the end. She misses you so much that she even searches your name over and over again in the search engine. She writes in her diary every day that she misses you... I was drunk and said that I didn’t want to wait any longer, but she still kept calling your name. Save her..."
"If she didn't insist on coming back, why would I hit her? I cherish her so much, how could I hit her..."
Chi Huan looked at the man who had gone from hysterical to mumbling to himself, and suddenly a mixture of emotions that he had not experienced in a long time welled up in his heart. In the end, he just thought it was ridiculous.
It's really... a rare and pure love.
Su Yabing held her face in her hands, her whole body seemed to be lying on the floor, and she could only cry, "I'm sorry... I'm sorry, I tried my best. I once wanted to work hard to fall in love with you... but I couldn't..."
Yang Hao looked at her and said, "But he is about to get married. He will marry Chi Huan in less than a month... Ya Bing, can you go back with me? As long as you don't leave me, I will never do it again." I’m going to beat you.”
Chi Huan glanced at him, then at the woman on the ground, pursed her crimson lips, turned around and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.
The autumn wind was not wild, but it was strong, and her long hair was blown out.
Mo Shiqian stood half a meter beside her.
Her voice seemed to be dispersed in the wind, cool and ethereal, "Go and ask Mr. Yang to sign it. The long-term pain is worse than the short-term pain."
"yes."
Mo Shiqian raised his legs and walked over calmly.
Su Yabing raised her head and looked at him blankly, "What are you going to do?"
Mo Shiqian didn't answer her. To be precise, he didn't even glance at her from the corner of his eye.
He grabbed Yang Hao's wrist, but in the blink of an eye, Yang Hao's originally weathered face was twisted into a hideous shape, and he couldn't hold back his screams of pain, which even made the lawyer on the side look sympathetic. .
Mo Shiqian looked calm, as if he only had one or two points of strength in his hand, but Yang Hao was so painful that he broke out in cold sweat.
Mo Xigu frowned, looking at the cold and indifferent man with complicated eyes, and pursed his thin lips into a thin line.
Su Yabing straightened up and put her hands on the coffee table, "Stop... don't do this."
Of course Mo Shiqian would ignore her.
In this room, he would only listen to Chi Huan.
Chi Huan stood with his back to the window and raised his fingers to lift his long hair, "Mr. Yang, I promised Miss Su that she would get a divorce today... My bodyguard doesn't know the importance of it. If my wife is gone, I can find her again. Hand It’s useless…but it’s really useless.”
A heavy sweat broke out on Yang Hao's forehead, but he gritted his teeth and did not speak, nor did he mean to let go.
The sound of bones being dislocated could be heard clearly.
Yang Hao said word by word, "I will not get divorced."
Su Yabing shouted as if she had collapsed in vain, "That's enough, that's enough... stop, stop..."
"Mo Shiqian."
It wasn't until Chi Huan's voice sounded that the man let go of his hand, straightened his tall and straight body again, his eyes as cold as nothing.
Yang Hao fell on the sofa and gasped, and Su Yabing lay on the coffee table crying until she couldn't breathe.
When Mo Shiqian's long legs passed by Su Yabing's side, his cold voice suddenly smiled lightly, "Miss Su, you have taken advantage of me. If you didn't shed a few tears, you would be the most pitiful."
Su Yabing probably didn't expect this man to speak suddenly, but she was still stunned for a moment.
"If we say that a marriage without love is called long-term selling, it is also about satisfying each other's needs. Like this, you accepted money from prostitutes, refused to dedicate yourself, cheated mentally, and tortured this stupid man with mental illness for several years. Type, you are not great and noble just by keeping a pure and pure body."
He smiled faintly, and there was a frivolous playfulness between his clear brows, "A clean family background? You can't afford it yourself, why not let Mr. Mo pay off the debt for you?"