"Okay, thank you Mr. Jiang."
The middle-aged man took the scattered documents from him, stood beside him, sorted them out one by one, and held them in his arms.
at this time.
There was a humming sound of an engine outside the villa, and it seemed that Tang Wanru had returned from outside.
Jiang Yao suddenly raised his head, his handsome expression became complicated, and he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.
Jiang Li had a blank expression on his face, just standing next to Old Man Jiang. It seemed that Tang Wanru had already worn out his emotions.
Old Master Jiang sat up straighter, his old face showing a serious expression. He pursed his lips and said nothing.
…
Finally, Tang Wanru parked the car and came in from outside.
When she entered the house and changed her shoes at the entrance, she found that the servants were not there. Then she went in and saw Mr. Jiang, who had lived in a nursing home for many years.
"Dad? How come you…"
Before she finished her words, she turned her head and noticed Jiang Li standing next to Old Man Jiang.
Tang Wanru's eyes dodged, revealing a guilty expression, but she still walked forward with a fluke mentality: "Dad, you didn't even tell me you were coming, so I could ask the chef at home to stew soup for you and make some dishes that suit your taste. I don't know if it's too late now..."
"By the way, why don't I see any servants? Where did they go?"
"Enough." Jiang Zongnan interrupted her in time.
Tang Wanru would have been angry at his bad attitude under normal circumstances, but this time she was too guilty to say anything: "I just want...the servants to go buy groceries?"
Jiang Yao looked at her like this, and he couldn't tell whether he was disappointed or desperate, so he took the initiative to break the deadlock: "Mom, you received a call at noon. Your face was not right at that time, and you hid from me and went to the room to answer the phone. Who called you?"
Tang Wanru's reaction was really strong: "Why are you asking this?"
Jiang Yao insisted: "Who called you?"
Tang Wanru still said nothing, and said casually: "It was just a phone call, they called the wrong number."
Jiang Yao shut up completely and closed his eyes.
Jiang Zongnan saw all of this, and he was left with nothing but disappointment, and the last bit of warmth in his eyes was wiped out.
"Lawyer Zhang, please show her the divorce agreement."
"OK."
At this time, the middle-aged man with glasses stood up from the corner, walked up to the shocked Tang Wanru, and handed her the document that Jiang Zongnan had signed earlier in a gentle and elegant manner, and said to her: "Ms. Tang, please take a look at this agreement. It contains detailed property division. If there is no problem, you can just sign your name at the end."
"You want to divorce me?" Tang Wanru was struck by lightning, her face turned pale, she clenched her hands and glared at Jiang Zongnan who was lying on the sofa.
Jiang Zongnan didn't answer her, and didn't even look at her.
The lawyer he found continued to say to Tang Wanru: "Mr. Jiang has already signed it, and you are the only one left."
Jiang Zongnan has already signed, the answer is self-evident.
Tang Wanru finally realized the seriousness of the matter. She looked around and saw that Jiang Li didn't make eye contact with her at all, and Jiang Yao also avoided her gaze.
Her eyes fell on Mr. Jiang who was sitting in a wheelchair, and she rushed over to him and cried, "Dad, I know I did something wrong. But Zong Nan wants to divorce me... I gave birth to children for the family, and he wants to divorce me at his age... Dad, please say something for me."
She really couldn't imagine life after divorce.
(End of this chapter)