Yan Chuxi didn't speak any more, just fed her a bowl of porridge.

Huarong lived in the intensive care unit for half a month. When she came out of the intensive care unit, Fengjin did not come to see her once.

You don't have to think about it. You know he should be busy at liusisi.

Huarong is too lazy to care about this. Her heart pulse is damaged. Her gunshot wound is very serious and the problem is very big. She should not be too emotional. Even if she comes out of the intensive care unit, it does not mean that she is really in danger of life. When she is transferred to the general ward, her heart is pasted with various kinds of video, and the machine records her heart problems at any time.

There are too many things to worry about. The small emotional problems between her and Feng Jin are so small and insignificant in such a large family.

She's not one who can't tell the difference.

Huarong lived in the hospital for a whole month and a half. When she came out of the hospital, she was much thinner and wore a coat. She looked tall and slender.

Yan Chuxi has already reserved her ticket to the United States, and in the next month, she needs to have numerous negotiations.

The life and death of the flower family has come.

When arriving at the airport, Yan Chuxi called out to her and put a cell phone jingling into her palm.

Huarong looked down at it, cut it off, and shook her head to Yan Chuxi.

"After that, he hung up for me." Huarong steps quickly to the airport, look calm and indifferent, is determined to deal with all the expression, "I don't have time to manage him now."

Yan Chuxi asked, "when will it be managed?"

Huarong lit a cigarette, heard Yan Chuxi's words, exhaled a group of smoke. She squinted her eyes and replied faintly, "come back from America and talk about it."

She could not hear any emotion in her tone, but Yan Chuxi looked at her and saw some feelings settled in the dust.

She has always been happy and angry, smile does not make people feel that this person is easy to bully, but once the corner of her lip is turned off, she becomes inaccessible.

No matter what, she is also the successor of the flower family.

He is the successor appointed by Hua Li since childhood.

Her style of conduct has always been vigorous and vigorous. She has been tolerant of Fengjin too many times.

*

a month later, Huarong came back from the United States.

I don't know if Chiang Kai Shek has hindered her luck one day. Her trip to the United States is not smooth.

She went back to her villa and had a sleep. Then she called Feng Jin and asked him to have dinner at home in the evening.

As soon as he received her phone call, Feng Jin scolded her: "where have you been these three months? Why don't you answer the phone? Huarong, have you forgotten your duty as a wife?! You are... "

"All right, all right." The female voice in the phone is still as usual, with a little smile and light, "I am not back? I want to talk to you when I go home for dinner at night

"What's the matter?" Feng Jin's voice is a little confused.

"Something important." Hua Rong lost his appetite for a moment, and she said with a smile, "you should like it very much."

Feng Jin listened to the tone of her teasing, the tone disappeared in general, and finally just low way: "don't let me stand up at night."

His voice sounded a little complaining and a little aggrieved.

Huarong answered: "no way."

She turned her head and took a look at the divorce agreement that Yan Chuxi had just sent to her bedside table. She thought, Bao Jun was satisfied.

*It's time for Huarong to drive at half past five.

After three months away, the home looks like it was before she left.

Huarong stepped on high-heeled shoes and walked into the hall and saw Fengjin sitting on the sofa.

"Hi ~" she said to him with a smile, "so early for me?"

Fengjin stood up, with some haze on her upright and handsome face. He looked up at her and said, "where have you been in these three months?"

"Oh. I've gone abroad to recuperate. " Huarong casually said, "I didn't call you, did I hurt very much?"

Feng Jin looked at her similar appearance as usual. She was angry at her heart and said, "what a bad wound? I don't know how to make a draft of a lie. Do you have the consciousness of being a wife? Huarong, I can't contact you for three months. What do you want me to do? Now that you are married to me, can I at least know your specific geographical location? "

Huarong shrugged, "I'm dying in the hospital. It's not easy to rescue me. Baby, I'm so pathetic, don't you love me

"You don't make sense!"

Huarong looked at him for a while and sighed softly. He was not in the mood to paste his face with the hospital report.

She asked, "eat first or talk business first?"

Feng Jin looked at her and said coldly, "talk about it. I'm not hungry. ""It's OK." Huarong smiles and pulls out a stack of documents from the bag. "This news, after all, is quite appetizing. We'll pour a glass of champagne to celebrate."

She came over and spread the divorce agreement and a pile of photos on the glass coffee table. The photos are the intimate photos of Fengjin and Liu Sisi in recent months.

"I have already sent a copy of the photo to Mr. Feng. You can also have a look at this divorce agreement. If you cheat in marriage, you deserve to get out of the house. Let your grandfather take charge of justice at that time. We'll settle the property at some time, and then go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to divorce you. "

When talking, Huarong's voice is her unique careless languid tone. She speaks with ease, as if she were talking about something unimportant.

"The house was bought by our two families at that time, but I won't come to live in the future. You can hang it out sometime and I'll take half of the money."

"Well, that's all I have to say. Now let's open a bottle of champagne and celebrate."

Said, she really turned around, Shi Shi ran to the side of the wine cabinet.

Feng Jin stepped forward, grabbed Huarong's wrist, twisted her shoulder, and looked at her with a frown.

His dark eyes looked at her face, as if to see what an incredible thing.

Huarong looked funny, stretched out her hand and pinched his face, "honey, what's the matter? I'm so happy that I can't speak?"

"Are you crazy?"

It's been a long time since Feng was silent.

Huarong shook her head, "No

"You're playing me."

"It's not right." Huarong pushed away his hand, took a step back, across a step of distance, raised his head to look at him.

All of a sudden, they seem to be separated by a distant galaxy, he stood at this end, Huarong stood at the other end, far away can not be touched.

"I want to divorce you." "That's all," she said quietly