Wen Yi's eyes met her brother's for a few seconds, and then she turned her head to look at Mo Shichen, who was standing beside her. She saw that he had inserted his hand into his trouser pocket and was looking at Wen Hanye with a gentle expression, without any trace of emotion. Emotions leak out.
Wen Yi pursed her lips and replied softly, "Go and go through the formalities for divorce."
There was a slight surprise in Wen Hanye's eyes. He also looked at Mo Shichen aside, and then asked Wen Yi, "Have you thought it through?"
These words seemed to be asked casually, but there was a sense of calmness. Wen Yi was stunned for a few seconds, but she nodded slowly, "The situation is quite special, Mr. Mo is also in a hurry."
Wen Hanye noticed that when Wen Yi was speaking, the man beside her was looking down at her, with a cold flame in his eyes, very unkind.
"In such a hurry?"
In a hurry
Well, it was indeed a rush. When she wanted to divorce, she couldn't get divorced. When he changed his mind, he could take action in minutes.
Mo Shichen took the warm hand that fell by his side, gently pinched her soft fingers with his slightly calloused hand, and said in a low voice, "If Madam feels that you are in a hurry, then we will think about it again, or another day."
"No need," Wen Yi replied almost following his words, which made the man's already silent and cold face become a little more gloomy. She also realized that she seemed too "impatient", so she softened her tone and said, " Now that you are ready, let’s go.”
Mo Shichen let go of his hand and half-smiled, "Madam, you are afraid that the opportunity is rare, and if you miss it, you will lose it, right?"
Wen Yi remained silent.
She really didn't want to miss this opportunity, even though she was vaguely aware of the concerns conveyed to her by Wen Hanye, and she herself was not indifferent to these concerns.
It was just such an opportunity, the only one so far, and she didn't want to miss it.
Mo Shichen opened the door of the back seat, the smile and other expressions on his face faded, and he returned to unfathomable indifference, "In that case, let's get in the car."
Wen Yi said to Wen Hanye, "Brother, I'm leaving."
After a few seconds of silence, Wen Hanye took a few steps back and said, "Okay."
After the car reversed, it gradually drove into the Wen family villa. Wen Hanye stood in the distance and looked at the disappearing rear of the car, his eyebrows furrowed and he did not relax for a long time.
From the moment Mo Shichen nodded and agreed to divorce, Wen Yi fell into a sense of unreality, and it was even more so on the way from the Wen family to go through the formalities. There was always an accident that would hit her at any time, or the man would suddenly regret it. The illusion seems to be normal.
But no, the ride was smooth and quiet.
Wen Yi and Mo Shichen were sitting side by side in the back seat. Occasionally, she would feel unspeakable curiosity. When she turned her head to look at him, she found that the man was sitting with his eyes closed, silent and silent, as if he was in a world of his own. , no one can disturb it.
He didn't open his eyes until he parked the car.
The driver got out of the car first and opened the door for Wen Yi. When she turned sideways and was about to land on the ground, a man's calm voice sounded from the side, "Madam, are you sure you want to divorce me?"
She looked back at him and replied, "I was always sure."
Mo Shichen looked sideways at her, a thin smile on his thin lips, "What if I tell you, will you regret it?"
"If we don't leave, don't I have to regret it?"
Laughter burst from his throat, then he opened the door and got out of the car with his long legs down.
The procedure went smoothly, beyond Wen Yi's imagination. Although Kang Ding didn't come, Mo Shichen called his other assistant to come over and handle the whole process. They only had to sign themselves when they needed to sign. Just the name will do.
After leaving the government building, Wen Yi stood on the stairs. The chilly wind blew her short hair to her face. She raised her fingers to chat. When her vision returned, she felt as if she had lived in another world. the illusion.
It had only been a few hours since she returned to Paris.
This was the result of her plan, but she didn't expect it to be so easy and so fast, so much so that she now feels like it's like a dream.
A man's distant voice sounded next to him, "Do you need to send it?"
Wen Yi tilted her head and saw the man's handsome profile, dignified and cold, with a sense of superior distance.
"No, thank you," she said, "You'd better go find Li Qianrui quickly."
It seemed that after hearing the name, he lowered his head and glanced at her. His dark eyes seemed to be covered by mist. The corners of his lips raised and he said slowly, "Well, bye."
She nodded quickly, "Bye."
Mo Shichen withdrew his last gaze and walked towards the parking place with long legs. The assistant nodded to her goodbye and quickly followed.
Wen Yi stood there without moving for a long time.
Until the cell phone in her bag buzzed, she lowered her head and turned it out. The caller ID was her brother. She quickly clicked to answer, "Brother."
"Where?"
"Just came out, ready to take a taxi home."
"separated?"
"separated."
Wen Hanye didn't speak for a while. Just when Wen Yi was about to speak, he said, "I'll come to pick you up. I'll be there in about five minutes. Just wait."
"good."
Five minutes later, she saw her brother's car approaching. Then she walked down the steps step by step, opened the passenger door and got in. "Brother, why are you here?"
Wen Hanye didn't look at her, turned the car after reversing, and on the way up, he just replied lazily, "I'm here, so you don't need to take a taxi."
She put the bag away and asked, "Are you afraid that something will happen to me?"
"Really divorced?"
Wen Yi took out the stamped certificate from her bag, "It can't be true anymore, can it?"
Wen Hanye glanced at him, "Don't you think it's weird that I've been pestering you for so long, and then I left you so quickly?"
Of course she felt it.
Wen Yi looked ahead and murmured, "But what can I do? I can't be so afraid of him that I don't even dare to take advantage of the opportunity in front of me."
"If you divorce him, how will the property be divided?"
"The divorce agreement I drafted before was for my brother from a clean family. You don't expect me to get benefits from him, do you?"
Wen Hanye squinted at her, "You were born in a pure family, and he agreed?"
Wen Yi recalled, "He seemed to have just flipped through the divorce agreement casually before signing it."
She suspected that he didn't read much of the agreement and signed it after just a few glances. She was afraid that he would suddenly regret it and didn't think about the content at all. She only thought about whether he should sign or not.
Wen Hanye cursed in a low voice.
Wen Yi curled her lips slightly, "It would be great if I could divorce him. How dare I ask for his money."
Wen Hanye said calmly, "Unless you turn him in, I don't think Mr. Yi Mo's character will allow him to have a clean family background during the divorce, and he won't give you a dime."