522: C522 Don't Marry Anyone Else(1)

C522 Don't Marry Anyone Else(1)

"Beiyue, I'm not feeling well. I want to go home and rest. "

She stood up, her face pale.

"I'll take you home. " Tang Beiyue did not force her. Just now, she had discussed with him so happily, which meant that she did not dislike him. This gave him a glimmer of hope.

After Tang Beiyue and Le Youyou left, Tang Wan sat alone in the dining room.

After waiting for a long time, she did not see Gong Mingchuan.

She could not help but go to the bathroom to look for him. In the end, there was no trace of that man in the bathroom.

It turned out that his excuse to go to the bathroom was actually to leave the Tang family villa.

He actually left her alone.

Tang Wan instantly frowned and dialed Gong Mingchuan's phone, but no one answered.

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Tang Beiyue sent Le Youyou to the entrance of the neighborhood. Le Youyou shouted, "Beiyue, stop here. "

His car was too luxurious. She did not want the neighbors to see it.

After all, many men in luxury cars had been looking for her these few days. Her reputation was not good anymore.

Her previous infamy on the Internet was still there, and her reputation in Jiang City was a mess.

"Alright, be careful. Call me if you need anything. " Tang Beiyue put her at the entrance of the neighborhood. He drove away when he saw her enter the neighborhood.

Le Youyou walked slowly in the neighborhood. The air was slightly cold, and the night was cold. Her mood was like the wind and the wind. It was slightly cold.

She did not want to go home and sleep early. Instead, she walked slowly on the tree-lined road alone.

At some point, a black and gorgeous car quietly followed behind her.

She didn't look back at first. The car just followed her, quiet and low-key.

She couldn't help but turn around. At the same time, the lights on the car lit up. The driver was actually Gong Mingchuan. He didn't bring any followers with him. He was the only one.

There was no expression on his face. His handsome facial features were clearly defined under the light. He just looked at her silently through the window.

Le Youyou looked at him for a while, turned her head, and prepared to continue walking. He finally pressed the horn to get off the car. The sound of the horn was ear-piercing and sharp.

Le Youyou knew that he indicated for her to get in the car, so she simply walked over and opened the car door to sit in the front passenger seat.

He did not speak, and the car did not start. The car was surrounded by delicate music. Her body gradually relaxed and she actually felt sleepy. Perhaps he always gave her a great sense of security, and she was already used to having him by her side.

Suddenly, he asked in a low voice, "Have you done it with Tang Beiyue?"

"No comment. " Le Youyou still closed her eyes and said.

The corner of his mouth twitched as if he was mocking her. He picked up a cigarette and took out a lighter to light it up. "There is a wrong place to sign your divorce agreement. . . You better take it back and sign it again. "

He took out a divorce agreement and handed it to her.

So that was the reason why he came here.

Le Youyou could no longer fake a nap. She originally thought that he came to find her to confess, but in the end it was because she signed the wrong place.

She flipped open the page and looked at it. Sure enough, she signed the wrong place. Originally it should have been separated from his name by two sides, but she wrote her name under his name. . .1

"Don't worry, I'll sign again. " Her voice trembled.

His fingers, which were holding the cigarette, paused. After a while, he suddenly asked, "Do you dare not sign this?"

"I don't dare. " Le Youyou's voice became colder and colder. " Since I signed it yesterday, it means that I have accepted this result. I will not be unreasonable. "

The corner of his mouth was tightly pursed, and his face was as cold as a statue. After a long time, he changed the topic. " You just told Tang Beiyue that peeling the prawns seemed to be a lie. It was a performance for me, wasn't it? "

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