C8 Southern Wall

Back then, when the two families discussed marriage, she happily agreed. After all, that was Wen Shenqi, whom she had secretly liked since she was a girl!

Wang Yunqing refused to come back, so she insisted on receiving her certificate.

It had been two years, and she had carefully protected this marriage. No matter how much he had treated her coldly or how much he had lost his temper, she had always been happy.

There were only a few days left before their agreement. Wen Shenqi still wanted to crush her soul from the inside out!

If this was the price of loving him, then she would accept it and never look back.

When Wen Shenqi appeared again, Zhan Rong used all the strength in her life to stare at him.

It wasn't to remember, but to completely gouge out this man who was deeply engraved into his flesh and blood!

"Give me the divorce agreement. I'll sign it."

Since Zhan Rong was so straightforward, Wen Shenqi could not react in time, or rather, he could not believe it.

After all, she had always emphasized this agreement.

"Why?"

"I just don't want to donate a kidney to a woman my husband likes as his wife. I'm not that great yet." Zhan Rong laughed at herself.

Wen Shenqi should be happy to be divorced a few days earlier. He got rid of the unexplainable discomfort in his heart and ordered Assistant Zhang to bring the divorce agreement to the hospital immediately.

Zhan Rong didn't flip through the contract when she got it, but she was still a little stunned.

"What, you're going back on your word?" Wen Shenqi quickly finished his signature and mocked.

"I have three more requests." Zhan Rong took a deep breath and looked at the man before her, her heart at peace.

That place had been filled with endless love for him, but it had also been frozen by his coldness time and time again.

Wen Shenqi threw away his pen. See if she can still play any more tricks?

"First request, would you smile at me? A real smile. "

In Zhan Rong's impression, Wen Shenqi didn't like to smile. At most, he gave himself a cold smile with endless sarcasm.

Wen Shenqi's somewhat impatient face suddenly froze. Assistant Zhang was also stunned.

"The second request, call me 'Wife'."

Wen Shenqi called her wife with a smile. It was a scene that Zhan Rong had longed for countless times.

She had put it down, she thought, and it was for the Zhan Rong who used to love Wen Shenqi.

Assistant Zhang had never seen such a simple request before. At the same time, his heart was filled with bitterness because it was too simple. However, the man she asked for spoke coldly and stiffly, "I can't do it."

Zhan Rong was very calm. She was used to being beaten by Wen Shenqi, even if she couldn't get it, she could easily give up.

"The third request, let me hug you. Then, I'll sign it right away. "

Wen Shenqi frowned and stood up slowly. His tall and straight body was still tense like a log.

Zhan Rong smiled as she approached, extending her hand as if she wanted to touch his face.

In the past, whenever he did this, he would shake it off in disgust.

She didn't want to see that kind of expression again, so she didn't dare to actually touch it.

Zhan Rong was curious, how could she have so much courage to go forward towards Wen Shenqi?

That brave Zhan Rong had died in the fire after all.

A moth to a flame.

Feeling that Zhan Rong was very close to him, Wen Shenqi's heart started to beat erratically. He held his breath and felt that it was so fitting for a skinny body to throw itself into his chest.

Zhan Rong blinked her dry eyes and thought of something. "I don't want to hit the south wall anymore. I want to hit Mister's chest."

In reality, she had broken through the southern wall, only to discover a barren wasteland.

This hug didn't have the warmth and peace she had thought it was. She only felt that it was very cold.

Zhan Rong gathered her last bit of courage and shouted, "Husband …"