Chapter 1300

Announcing her divorce from Pei Anzhi is entirely a matter of beheading before acting. What she will face later is to go back to Pei's old house and give him an account.

But now, she has no time.

There is no heart to face the other side of the emotional entanglement.

He climbed up the stairs, turned out his passport, grabbed two pieces of clothes at random, and went out.

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When Pei Anzhi came out of the hotel, the cool car just stopped at the door of the hotel.

"Brother Ann!"

Pei Anzhi stops, turns his head and looks at Liangluo. He is helped by his assistant and walks towards him.

The eyes of the black were slightly narrowed. He stood up there, unable to hide his innate coldness and dignity.

Liang Luo approached, with his lower lip, and finally murmured: "brother an, are you going back to China now?"

"Yes."

Pei Anzhi walked towards the car that had been parked, but Liang Luo jumped forward anxiously twice, staggered, and suddenly fell on Liang Qi Han's shoulder.

"Pain..." cool down with the voice of crying cavity after their own sounded, but also with a bit of grievance and careful.

Pei Anzhi turned around and looked down at Liangluo's tiptoe. He grabbed Liangluo's wrist and took her hands away from his arm without any trace.

"Take a good rest and return home after recovery."

Cool fall red eye socket, pitifully looking at Pei Anzhi, "brother Anzhi, is your work over?"

"Yes."

Pei Anzhi slightly raised his eyes and gave a cold glance to the assistant beside lengluo. The assistant was stiff and his scalp felt numb. He hurried forward and took lengluo's arm.

"Have a good rest."

Pei Anzhi's Mou Guang is put on Liang Luo's face again. That Mou Guang has different meaning. The assistant on one side doesn't understand it. However, Liang Luo tightly purses his lips and doesn't speak any more. He watches Pei Anzhi leave.

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More than ten hours later, Pei Anzhi went directly back to the villa.

However, it was not the woman who promised to wait for him at home, but the Pei family.

Seeing him back, Mr. Pei raised his head and looked at Pei Anzhi with a pair of slightly turbid eyes. His eyes were obviously angry.

"Press conference, all media, live network, you can really toss!" Mr. Pei is furious and stares at the expressionless Pei Anzhi.

"Dad, you can't tell Anzhi about this. It's not Anzhi who asked her to hold a press conference!" Pei's mother quickly said that the old man really likes Ye Su Su's granddaughter-in-law. Now that Ye Su Su is not here, the sentence full of blame is naturally aimed at an Zhi.

Mr. Pei is angry now. If she doesn't say something

Don't all the cups and crutches in Mr. Pei's hands have to fall on an Zhi?

Pei Anzhi is still silent, no matter how many people say.

Pei's mother's words made the air in the living room condense for another time. Pei's mother pinched her palm and made the master's plan to accommodate his anger to her. However, the master didn't attack. Instead, she asked in a deep voice

"Why didn't you come back yesterday?"

Pei Anzhi's eyebrows slightly frowned. At last, he went to the sofa and sat down, fidgeting to pull the tie under the collar.

No accident, tie half way knot, he pause, eyelids drooping, long eyelashes cover up the look in the eyes.

A moment later, he raised his hand, almost in a fit of pique, pulled the tie off his head, threw it aside, and went to unbutton his shirt in front of the collar.