The man opposite took the agreement, flipped it casually, and handed it over to his lawyer.

The scene became a little suffocated because both of them were fine, and Mr. Xi looked over.

Yan Han bent his red lips at him and smiled slightly. He still looked at her without blinking, and she was a little puzzled.

Fortunately, after a while, the lawyer spoke: "The agreement is fine. If both of you have no objection, you can sign it."

Yan Han didn't expect that the lawyer said this, so he wouldn't pick on the faults?

The scene was a little awkward once.

Fortunately, her own lawyer had already taken the triple agreement and put it in front of her and handed her the pen.

Yan Han stared at the pen for several seconds before reaching out to take it, and then signed his name on three agreements in a sloppy manner: Yan Han.

After that, the lawyer handed the three agreements to his lawyer, and the other party presented them to him.

But after putting it on for a while, the man was slow to start writing.

Yan Han put his hair on his cheek behind his ears and looked at him with a smile: "What's wrong?"

Both lawyers also looked at him.

Xi Quan stood up slowly and said to the lawyers calmly: "Sit for a while." After saying that, he looked at her, "Yan Han, go upstairs."

Yan Han was a little surprised, then smiled faintly, and got up on the stairs without any objection.

After entering the bedroom, he closed the door. Yan Han walked a few steps and turned around: "What's the matter?"

Xi Quan pulled the buttons on the collar, walked up to her and asked, "You want to leave, you want to go to Paris, is it because I haven't been home?"

Yan Han paused slightly, lifted his eyelids to look at him.

She really didn't expect that this man could understand why she left. It was rare, but unfortunately, it was too late.

She leaned against the wall with her shoulders in her arms and nodded, "Yes, although it's a marriage, if nothing unexpected happens, we're all the same people who have been together until they are old. You're like you're not married all year round. When you meet you, you're completely up to fate. Although there's no need to meet, it's somewhat boring. It just happened that it's time to work in Paris, so I thought it's almost the same as if you're not married anyway, so I'll leave."

When the man heard this, he nodded.

Yan Han saw him hand-written in his pocket, standing quietly one meter away without opening his mouth.

She asked, "What's wrong? You don't want to sign?"

"I don't want me to bring my lawyer to do anything."

Yan Han twitched his heart, as if the sentence was sulfuric acid. Her eyes suddenly flashed when she stared at him, and then she turned her face away in time for fear that tears would fall.

Xi Quan glanced at her and turned around and went out.

When Yan Han walked away, water droplets rolled down in his eyes, and she raised her head and sniffed.

After standing against the wall for three minutes, she went into the bathroom and wiped her eyes, putting on makeup to hide the traces of crying.

When going downstairs, Xi Quan's lawyer suddenly said to her: "Ms. Yan, Mr. Xi wants to change the agreement. This is a draft. You can read it. If you have no objection, you will reprint the signature. Please give me a trouble."

Yan Han paused slightly, and at this time her lawyer said to her, "Mr. Xi gave you some things temporarily."

Yan Han was stunned again, then took the page of draft paper, glanced at it briefly, it was over, a little incredible.

He still gave her the two sports cars he gave, and also gave her a lot of other real estate under his name. Together, it added up to at least the market value is over 10 billion.

Gift? Why is this dog man so conscientious and even alimony, it's amazing.

She looked up and said, "What are you giving me something to do? I can't support myself. I said, I am the one who lives the most glorious in Taipei City."

Xi Quan sat there with his legs folded, his eyebrows and eyes not moving, "Complete, it's my fault."

Yan Han laughed, you still know you are not good, you are a bastard!

Yan Han raised his chin and said, "Thank you, let's sort it out. I still have to work after signing it."

Xiao Yun took the things and went upstairs to the study, printed the new agreement and then came down. This person was quite particular. He politely and respectfully put the agreement in front of Yan Han first, and turned to her signature page.

Yan Han picked up the pen and cursed in his heart, "You bastard, you have to sign a divorce twice, and then lowered his head and signed.

Every time you sign a name, you must hold your breath deeply and don’t let the tears fall again. It will be bad if the agreement is blocked.

When the signing was finally completed, Xiao Yun took the three-point agreement to the front of Se Quan.

The man slowly took the pen.

Yan Han leaned against the sofa and looked at it without blinking.

He sat up straight, bent down slightly, then picked up the pen and moved his hand slowly and signed the name.

Three copies, no matter how slow you go, you will sign it in the blink of an eye.

The moment he put down the pen, Yan Han closed his eyes, and the fragments of his heart seemed to turn into powder at that moment.

She closed her eyes for a while, lifted it up, and said dryly: "Go to go through the procedures tomorrow."

Xi Quan: "Tomorrow's weekend."

Yan Han frowned slightly. Why did she forget? But her plane is tomorrow night. Do you want to change it?

After thinking about it, forget it, I won’t change the sign anymore, and there is a day for me to do.

She said, "I'm going to Paris tomorrow night, so wait for me to come back. I'll come back before my birthday on June 16th," she smiled. "The 16th day happened to be Monday, and it's still the wedding anniversary, so let's do that day."

Xi Quan looked at her and finally pulled her lips, "Yes."

Yan Han got up, pulled down the suitcase, and Xiao Yun wanted to help her, but she didn't want it, so her lawyer could only carry her a heavy suitcase.

Then she went to the garage and drove away a car. The lawyer followed her car down the mountain road, moving forward and backward.

In the living room, the remaining three people sat there quietly, and Lawyer Zhou was checking the agreement.

After Xiao Yun sat down, he looked at Xi Quan who said nothing, and then asked for a moment: "It has been checked. The wife has not had too intensive interactions with Fang Hansheng, why should she?..."

Xi Quan was silent for a moment, rubbed his sour eyebrows and sighed: "She asked herself whether to leave. I haven't come back and I feel bored."

But he really didn't know what to do when he came back. She was very good. Before marriage, she was a young lady with a good reputation and talent in the celebrity circle in Taipei City. He also admired her a little bit, otherwise he wouldn't have gotten married at the beginning. However, except for not being disliked and not being too concerned about her, she naturally didn't have the intention of "family" and always came back.

But she mentioned this incident twice a while ago, just because she blamed him for not knowing that he had been married and had not returned home.

At that time, she asked him if he wanted to divorce, but she said she didn't care. In fact, it should be hard to mention it directly. After all, she had asked him to negotiate the marriage.

Anyway, he was not concerned about this marriage anyway. She had this awareness of the same marriage and always lived in this wedding house.

He owes her what he wants to leave, so it’s not interesting to drag her. Besides, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Fang’s intentions are tempted and obsessed with her. The young master who passes among the flowers in the northern city circle seems to have ended in this rose garden.

Now that there is nothing to divorce, I’m going to be together sooner or later.

...

Yan Han drove to his community in Lanjiangwan and went upstairs.

This was bought when she was in an internship in a famous designer studio in Paris. It was 28th floor, several hundred square meters, and her vision almost covered the entire Taipei City.

She stood by the window and blew the wind, and raised her lips: "Miss is back to freedom~ excited. She can try any gentle, romantic and thoughtful things to do in the future. Play as you like."

"A dog man with a romantic dog personality must be lonely and dies of old age," she paused after saying that, "No, there are already be beauty on his side now, but he must be interested in his status. Who can fall in love with this cold-blooded high-end animal, and who can make this bastard careless."

Thinking of this, her mind slowly stopped again, and his action of pouring water for the girl in the picture floated through her mind, "Oh, he is actually not heartless, he is just heartless towards you."

Yan Han curled his smile and stood quietly by the balcony where the night breeze was blowing. Then, while standing, the water droplets fell in his eyes.

Soon the carpet became a small piece and then it didn't dry for a few hours.

Yan Han stood outside and the noise of the whole city became much smaller, so he went back into the room with a headache, closed the door and buried it in the bed.

I didn’t know when I went to bed that night, and I didn’t know when the next morning, the phone rang.

Fang Hansheng said that the strange number belonged to him.

Yan Han coughed twice, looked at the water stains on the pillow, and felt that his voice should be very hoarse now, so it can only be said to be a cold.

She picked it up, and the man opposite her voice was relaxed and comfortable: [Good morning, Miss Yan.]

【Well, good morning.】

Fang Hansheng raised his eyebrows, [What's wrong with you?]

Yan Han: [Stay late to work and catch a cold.]

There was a slight pause over there.

Yan Han exhaled, guessing that he knew why, but he just wanted to cover up the truth.

In the blink of an eye, the person on the other end cooperated and said: [This way, you can adjust your working hours. This won’t work,] He smiled slightly, [Be careful to fall down.]

【Yes, OK.】

【I originally wanted to invite you to have breakfast, do you still want to eat it?】

【One other day, thank you.】

[Okay, you can rest, this is quite unreliable.]

Yan Han was quiet for a few seconds, and during this period, no other sound came from it and did not hang up.

Finally, after she coughed uncomfortablely, she spoke, [Fang Hansheng?]

【Um?】
To be continued...