C18 The One with the Baby Is on His Way

Just as the lunch was ready, Ou Qinghann also came down from upstairs looking refreshed. Yao Yiyi smiled at him and said, "Director Ou, you came down on time. You've already prepared breakfast. Eat it."

Ou Qinghann's eyes flashed, and he still sat down in a very respectful manner.

Yao Yiyi was like a housewife who loved her husband dearly as she placed the porridge in front of him. Ou Qinghann also gave her a sip of porridge along with a poached egg, which was his preferred breakfast taste. Compared to other people's guesses, he liked western cuisine more.

Ou Qinghann took a sip, then looked at her and said, "I've asked the lawyer to draw up a new divorce agreement. The lawyer will inform you to go to the law firm and sign it, then I'll put enough money into your account to make a sufficient amount of money."

Yao Yiyi paused for a moment with the spoon in her hand.

She lowered her head and said with a slightly buzzing voice, "I understand."

Ou Qinghann glanced at her and his face instantly darkened. He said: "What, you don't want to get a divorce?"

Yao Yiyi tightened her grip on the spoon and raised her head. With an indifferent smile on her charming face, she said, "Director Ou is joking. It's just that I feel that time flies a little faster."

Yao Yiyi smiled mockingly. In the end, she didn't want to pester him any further. She had already lost and didn't want to lose even more miserably.

"I wish Director Ou and Miss Yang a happy marriage." I wish Director Ou and Miss Yang a happy marriage. Yao Yiyi ate a mouthful of the egg and smiled even sweeter: "Don't send me any wedding invitations when Director Ou and Miss Yang get married, my ex-wife isn't suitable for your wedding either. Also, Miss Yang hasn't come back yet, so Director Ou should investigate what she did overseas clearly. After all, you haven't seen each other for four years, and in four years, you can make a person look different."

Ou Qinghann put down his chopsticks and said: "I'm full, so I'm going to work first. I won't come back for dinner tonight, so you can eat by yourself."

Yao Yiyi's eyes flashed with a trace of disappointment.

Yao Yiyi hid the disappointment in her eyes. She stood up and helped him put on his suit before sending him to the door and said, "Director Ou, take care."

He only glanced at Yao Yiyi once before walking away without even turning his head back.

After Ou Qinghann left, the smile on Yao Yiyi's face faded a little. Her body leaned against the wall as if all her energy had been drained away. Tears started to roll down uncontrollably from her eyes.

After crying for a while, Yao Yiyi cleaned up the dishes on the table as if nothing had happened. She went upstairs to her bedroom and painted herself a beautiful makeup. "Perfect," she said to the mirror.

Yao Yiyi was the kind of woman who would never show her miserable side to outsiders, no matter how bitter her heart was. She would definitely dress herself very nicely, even when she was in the crowd.

She changed into high heels and carried her new LV2 bag. Just as she was about to leave, the phone in her bag rang. She took it out and saw that it was an unfamiliar phone number.

"Hello."

On the other side of the phone, a very young, yet very tender voice sounded, "Yao Yiyi, right? I'm pregnant with Qinghann's child …"

The corner of Yao Yiyi's mouth hooked up as she said, "You should tell Director Ou about this. If you don't know his number, I'll send it to you later."

The woman on the other side of the phone said, "I think you misunderstood. I don't want this child, but I don't want him to get nothing for free. I hope you can meet up with me."

The corner of Yao Yiyi's mouth curled up. So she came here to scam again. Coincidentally, she was in a bad mood as well. It was just that she knew who this woman with Ou Qinghann was after all.

Ou Qinghann was a really romantic person. Although he said that he loved Yang Kexin, he spread all kinds of rumors with the female celebrities and famous models. Yet, from time to time, she, his nominal wife, would wipe his ass.

This relationship was a mess.