In just one minute, too many pictures flashed through her mind.

There was Lu Jingchi's neglect, his indifference and neglect, and his cares about her and rubbing her head and smiling at her.

From the perspective of his not loving her, those neglect and neglect became reasonable.

But it is precisely because of this that Jiang Lan's hand holding the pen became firm. She put down the pen and wrote her name one by one on the signature bar.

She should let him go and let him go to the person she loves.

She should also let herself go, let go of her greed, and her ulterior motives.

As soon as the word "Jiang" was finished, the pen in her hand suddenly slipped, and a long scratch was drawn on the agreement.

The next moment, the divorce agreement had already reached Lu Jingchi.

He said: "It's time."

Jiang Lan stared at him in a daze, and saw that he casually tore the divorce agreement in half and threw it into the trash can.

The man looked at her with deep eyes, "You have no chance, Jiang Lan."

Jiang Lan didn't know what to react, so she could only look at him blankly. The pen was still in her hand, looking so helpless.

Lu Jingchi stood up and came to her, condescendingly. He turned his back to the light, isolated all the light behind him, and the shadow cast enveloped her.

"In the future, don't let me see you gesture those two words."

Jiang Lan looked up at him, her slender eyelashes trembled.

He leaned over, supported himself on the sofa with one hand, and approached her, their lips less than two centimeters.

Lu Jingchi said: "Did you hear it?"

Jiang Lan stared at his deep eyes, opened his mouth, and closed it silently.

She did not respond to him.

Lu Jingchi's eyes flashed. He grabbed her neck. The force was not strong, but instead felt an unspeakable ambiguousness.

"Did you hear it?" His voice was also very light, calling her like before, "Lan Lan."

His gentle voice brought her back to the distant past. Through the man's eyes, she seemed to see the boy smiling at her in the sun.

He also called her like this, full of bewitching.

Jiang Lan nodded in a strange way.

"This is how good you are."

Lu Jingchi's mouth curled slightly, and he leaned over and kissed her lips.

Jiang Lan widened his eyes and looked at him.

He also looked at her, as if he was waiting for something, and it was like a game, waiting for his opponent to surrender.

It's more like a king who is strategizing, waiting for the enemy and bowing down to surrender.

Jiang Lan's eyes flashed. In this long game that seemed like a century had passed, she slowly closed her eyes and gave in.

He also kissed her unruly, and Jiang Lan hugged his neck and responded to him.

Lu Jingchi knew that she had menstruation, so he did not make things difficult for her.

He has never been a person who wronged himself.

The fifteen-day period between them ended in a hurry like a farce.

Lu Jingchi hugged her and felt the breathing of the man in his ears. Jiang Lan suddenly felt that his insistence on divorce was a farce in his eyes.

She touched her lower abdomen with her fingers, and his hand was also covered with her, holding her hand tightly and pressing against her lower abdomen.

His palm was very hot, and he could feel the temperature of his palm through his pajamas.

Jiang Lan's heart beat faster for no reason. She turned her head and the room was dark and she couldn't see the man's face.

But his even breathing told Jiang Lan that he should be asleep.

But Jiang Lan couldn't fall asleep that night.

It was not until dawn that she fell asleep in a daze.
Chapter completed!