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Looking at Xia Zhiyu's sullen expression, he laughed slightly: "How would I dare? "You emptied my family's company, causing it to go bankrupt. I've thought of a way to recover the company's losses, but not only are you not grateful, you're even saying such words. Don't you find it laughable?"

"MK Group, huh? "You're quite capable these past few years. If I don't divorce you, will that person continue to be so foolish?" Xia Zhiyu sneered as he lifted her chin and rubbed it with his thumb.

"If he's not, then he's not."

He didn't understand what was going on.

The two men looked at each other in the eye.

The young lad from the dry cleaning shop came to deliver the clothes ? ? Huo Subai's outer coat that she was wearing to her home.

Xia Zhiyu also saw it, and his expression became even more ugly.

Slight Chill wanted to break away from him and go get her clothes, but she was held down and unable to move.

The guy in the dry cleaner's shop looked at the two of them suspiciously and then rang the doorbell.

After a while, Aunt Chen came out and took the clothes.

The young man hesitated for a moment and said, "Auntie, when we sent this to dry cleaning, we cut it off. Is that alright?"

"It's okay, it's okay. To be honest, I don't know what our Miss means. I'll tell you after I buy a new set of clothes and send it to her for dry cleaning."

The young lad from the dry cleaner shop left, and Aunt Chen entered the door as well.

Xia Zhiyu laughed, "Are you trying to act for me? What about newspapers and magazines? Self-directed acting? The MK Group's gimmick is indeed not bad. No wonder that man's face couldn't be clearly filmed. Is he an actor? "

Slight Chill bit her lips and did not say anything.

Xia Zhiyu released her as he placed his hands in his pockets, looking at her sun-reddened face. How could a 21 year old girl get into the MK Group?

Sure enough, when he met her problem, he would always lose his mind.

"Slight Chill, how about we start again?"

"What else do you want? "If there's nothing else, I'll be going in first." She would not believe his lies.

Xia Zhiyu pulled her, "I'm serious, let's start again and go back to the past."

Slight Chill felt a stifling sensation in her heart. She shook off his hand and entered the room without looking back.

Seeing that Slight Chill had returned, the Aunt Chen went up to her and asked, "Slight Chill, is what I said correct?" He was afraid that he would delay her if he said something wrong.

"You're right."

Aunt Chen heaved a sigh of relief, "That's good, I have already explained everything to the dry cleaners."

Fu Qing was at a loss with Xiao Yun: "What's wrong?"

"After Xia Zhiyu saw the report, he didn't want to leave anymore. Aunt Chen said a few words, and now he thinks that whatever is reported is just an act of my own making."

Fu Qing sighed.

Slight Chill did not want her father to worry about her, so she sat beside Fu Qing and said, "I want to divorce him as soon as possible."

"Su Bai got into a fight with you because there was no divorce?"

Mentioning Huo Subai, she frowned slightly, "It's not because of this!"

It had been three days since he left Shanghai, and he hadn't contacted her again. In any case, she wouldn't take the initiative to contact him!

"Then what happened? Your grandparents were always talking about you. I want you to go after me! "

"We'll see!" He didn't know what he meant, but maybe he didn't want to marry her anymore.

"..."

Deep into the night, Xia Zhiyu returned to his Baiyun Mansion and opened the door. A letter was lying at the entrance.

He bent down to pick it up. After reading the contents of the letter, he tore the letter into pieces and threw it with force. Then, he threw his fist against the cold and hard wall.

Smoke curled up in the air, and in front of him appeared those old days when he couldn't go back to Slight Chill.

"..."

Two days later, Huo Subai was still unable to contact her.

Slight Chill had no confidence.

Even Zhao Cheng was starting to question the authenticity of the magazine's contents. After all, the article had been reported for many days, and the client had not come out to clarify, so there was no follow-up information.

"Slight Chill, is the report true?"

"Uncle Zhao, wait a moment." She was very annoyed.

"How can I not be anxious? "The bank's people aren't stupid, they're also watching. If the news is false, the consequences ?" Before Zhao Cheng could finish speaking, the door to the office was pushed open, and Xia Zhiyu swaggered in as he threw the documents on the desk in his hands.

"What you want."

Slight Chill opened the folder. Inside was a share, a real estate certificate ?

"Uncle Zhao, call Lawyer Cheng and have him come over."

July 16th, afternoon, Slight Chill and Xia Zhiyu had a divorce.

The moment he signed, his slightly cold hands trembled, and even his breathing was painful.

The Civil Affairs Bureau withdrew the marriage certificate and issued the divorce certificate.

Holding the divorce certificate, Slight Chill felt as if a piece of her heart had been dug out. Unable to hold it in, she sat on the steps of the Civil Affairs Bureau and cried her heart out.

When Xia Zhiyu heard the slightly cold cry, his entire body stiffened. His eyes moistened, but he did not turn his head around.

Slight Chill cried for a long time, after which she returned home with red eyes and threw all the things related to Xia Zhiyu into the chest.

His cell phone number and information had been deleted when she learned that he had cheated.

Slight Chill felt that even if she broke up with him, she needed a ceremony. She wanted to make a formal farewell to her former love and shed the last tear for him, then never see him again.

Not daring to let her father see her bad mood, afraid that he would worry, she found an excuse to go out.

Mi Xia was still in the midst of training, unable to pick up her phone. She didn't know where she was going as she aimlessly strolled around the streets.

As she walked, she realized that she had arrived at Nanyuan University.

The place where Xia Zhiyu went to university was also where their relationship began.

Years of love, so it was only until the moment of separation that she knew how painful it was.

She felt sick and hungry.

When they arrived at the Sichuan restaurant they used to frequent, they ordered two dishes and a packet of wine.

It was summer vacation, and after dinner, the restaurant was not busy.

Slight Chill ate while crying. The owner and his wife didn't know why, so they let her pay the bill while she wasn't drunk.

Slight Chill was very unhappy that she had been chased out. She walked out of the restaurant with the wine in her arms. She had nowhere to go.

She missed Mi Xia so much.

She was sitting in front of the restaurant. Where was she going?

There was no place for her in this world. As she thought about it, she began to cry again, not forgetting to let herself take a sip of wine.

Halfway through the drink, she wiped her eyes and giggled. Where did she go?

"..."

Huo Subai looked coldly at the little girl who was sitting cross-legged at the door of her suite, who was singing.

"The little white rabbit is white and white, her ears are perked up ?" "Wu wu, I feel so uncomfortable ?" As he sang, he began to cry again.

Huo Subai only felt a surge of fury running all over his body, his face ice cold and gloomy to the point of being scary.

Slight Chill cried and sang and cried. She inadvertently caught sight of the shiny leather shoes and stopped crying. She raised her head with tears on her face.

"Professor Huo, what do you mean by that?" Without contacting her, she had no idea what he was thinking.

Huo Subai only looked down at her condescendingly, he was too lazy to waste his breath on this drunkard, so he asked her that question immediately?

He pursed his sexy lips and suppressed his anger, wondering if he should strangle her.