"What are you afraid of? Get wet if you get wet." Jiang Liu hugged Hua Sheng tightly, refusing to let go.
"Jiangliu."
"Call me husband." He ordered domineeringly.
Hua Sheng raised the corners of his mouth slightly. After all, it is rare to see such a willful and domineering president, Mr. Jiang.
"Honey, let go first, let me change clothes, okay?"
"No, I haven't hugged enough."
Hua Sheng: ...
In the end, Hua Sheng was not stubborn, and he just hugged her for more than 20 minutes before letting her go back to the bedroom to change clothes.
An hour later, Hua Sheng took a hot bath and changed into home clothes. It was a very elegant dress with scattered daisies on it.
There was still a white bow on the neckline, Jiang Liu only saw her wear it once, and said that his wife looked like a high school student.
Hua Sheng walked down the stairs, Jiang Liu had a doting look on his face.
"Mrs. Jiang, I made your favorite Yangchun noodles."
"I just happened to be starving."
Hua Sheng smiled lightly, revealing dimples that seemed to exist, and then the two entered the restaurant together.
Jiang Liu really cooked Yangchun noodles, and even made a poached egg for Hua Sheng, topped with green onion and coriander, but no vinegar.
Because Hua Sheng didn't like to eat old vinegar and seasoned soy sauce since he was a child.
Jiang Liu got up and poured Hua Sheng a bowl of soup, "This is the noodle soup for cooking noodles, and it's quite delicious."
"Well, I think I can drink two big bowls."
"A Sheng...you...."
"Mr. Jiang, let's talk about it after we finish eating." Hua Sheng gave Jiang Liu what he wanted to say, and stopped him.
The two of them ate dinner silently as usual, and the atmosphere was extraordinarily quiet.
But Jiang Liu vaguely felt that this was the calm before the storm. Finally, after a meal, he couldn't help but ask, "A Sheng, what's wrong with you?"
Hua Sheng wiped the corner of his mouth and sighed slightly.
"It's nothing, it's just that the Hua family has encountered some things at present. In order not to let the wicked get what they want, I have a plan. One of them is to divorce you. Of course, it is a fake divorce, so that you are not my uncle of the Hua family. You can ask Wu Nan to collect debts openly."
"I've heard from Jun Xian about the plan, it's good, but... are we really going to divorce? Is there no other way?"
"It's a fake divorce, but it's not real. We don't go through the formalities. We just write a divorce agreement for those outside to see. Don't be nervous, Mr. Jiang. I won't really divorce you. After all, you are so rich. , can support me for the rest of my life.”
Seeing that Jiang Liu was too nervous, Hua Sheng's heart ached after all, and he took Jiang Liu's big hand, shaking it from side to side, coquettishly.
Jiang Liu's heart softened instantly, "I listen to you, it's just..."
"Jiang Liu, do you believe me?"
"certainly."
"Since you believe me, don't ask anything, just follow what I say, okay?"
"A Sheng..."
"Jiang Liu, I won't abandon you. You can risk your life for me. How could I abandon you? But right now... it's better to really separate for a while. Your mother's situation is not very good. We Get over this difficulty first, okay?"
"Okay, but I'm afraid you're alone..."
"I'm fine. I have many friends who will take care of me."
"A Sheng, Ten Miles of Spring Breeze is your house, you can live there when you come back, and I will move out."
"Well, good." Hua Sheng didn't insist.
"Then... when will the divorce agreement be written?" Jiang Liu looked at Hua Sheng eagerly.
Hua Sheng pursed his lips, and calmly took out two documents from his bag.
"I've written everything, you can read it, if there is no problem, just sign it, and then break the news to the media, let everyone know."
Although he knew it was fake, when Jiang Liu saw the divorce agreement, he still felt an inexplicable pain in his heart.