Again, this question, this sentence, Jiang Beimo's heart is blocked, can't this woman say something else?

Is there nothing in her mind but to divorce him?

Qiao Weiwei didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, but politely asked him, "are you not busy now? Let's discuss this first?"

It's Jiang Beimo who asked her to come here for a divorce, and now he's putting her aside. What does that mean!

Jiang Beimo slowly walked towards her, and then stopped half a meter in front of her. His body exudes light sweat, at this moment, Qiao Weiwei smell very clear.

Qiao Weiwei was startled by his sudden approach and quickly stepped back.

Jiang Beimo frowned, and suddenly reached out and hugged her waist, forcing her not to leave. Instead, she let her body stick to him.

Qiaoweiwei was frightened by his action again. The paper bag in her hand fell to the ground. She was afraid to push him, but she couldn't open it.

For a moment, the bad memories immediately came to her mind, which made her sweat.

"That's how you want a divorce?" He was staring at her, and then asked.

When he saw her face of fear, Jiang Beimo was even more angry. He could only try to suppress the anger in his heart. I don't know when it started. When she saw him, she was as scared as a ghost.

The closer he got to her, the more frightened she felt.

"Yes." In the face of his rhetorical question, Qiao Weiwei almost did not hesitate to nod her head. She wouldn't be here now if it wasn't for the divorce.

"So we'd better hurry up and go through the formalities. It's not good for anyone if we delay for a long time. After we go through the divorce formalities, we'll have nothing to do with each other. Isn't that good?" Qiao Weiwei tries to keep calm thinking and says to him.

Since Jiang Beimo hates her so much, it's painful for both of them now. It's better to let both sides free. She thought it should be very convincing.

But the result is not what she imagined, Jiang Beimo listened to her words, immediately burst into a rage, the expression on the face became very terrible.

This kind of reaction let Qiao Weiwei some panic, she also didn't seem to say anything wrong.

"None of it?" Jiang Beimo suddenly sneered, "are you still ready to remarry?"

In the face of the angry Jiang Beimo, Qiao Weiwei's momentum suddenly weakened, but still did not admit counsels, continue to adhere to their position, "what I said is wrong?"

Jiang Beimo was completely angered by her, "you think that if you divorce me, which man will dare to ask you!"

His words, make Qiao Weiwei's face become pale, "what do you mean?"

Is that insulting? Joke she won't have a man?

Jiang Beimo's every word, like a knife, deeply cut Qiao Weiwei's heart, "no man will want you to be such a worthless second-hand goods!"

Qiaoweiwei's face suddenly completely pale, useless second-hand goods, this is his evaluation to her!

Jiang Beimo holds her hand and suddenly releases it.

Qiao Weiwei's center of gravity was unstable and she almost fell down.

To say nothing, it is. In the past two years, apart from taking care of this man, she really can't do anything.

As for second-hand goods, it's fair to say, although she hates being insulted by such words.

The contempt in Jiang Beimo's eyes made her angry. Qiaoweiwei bit teeth, and then looked up at him, "I know, women in your Jiang family, just the most humble things."

After saying that, tears do not strive to flow down.

Jiang Beimo never looked her in the eye, and never looked her in the eye. In his heart, he never took her as his wife. She was always like a cheap decoration.

Although she had understood this truth for a long time, when Jiang Beimo humiliated her with this sarcastic tone, she still couldn't accept it.

After all, she is just a weak woman, not so strong psychological endurance.

Listening to her words, Jiang Beimo's body was stunned for a moment. Just now he was so angry that he said something in his eyes. Unexpectedly, she cried.

He looked at the big drop of tears on her face, but he was at a loss.

Qiaoweiwei reached out to wipe the tears on her face, then turned around and trotted away, "when you have time to divorce, contact me again."

Looking at Qiao Weiwei sad run away figure, Jiang Beimo in situ Leng for a few seconds, the position of the heart, inexplicable some pain came.

After reaction, he took a step to chase out.

Qiao Weiwei was in a bad mood. When she ran downstairs, she was accidentally tripped by her own feet, and then fell heavily on the ground.

The dull voice rang out, and the grieving Qiao Weiwei moaned.

Jiang Beimo followed, glanced at the servant beside him, and yelled, "what are you doing? Go to the doctor quickly.""Yes." The servant nodded and ran out in panic.

In waiting, Jiang Beimo has been pressing, don't let her move, and leg pain, let Qiao Weiwei didn't dare to move again..

I don't know if it's her illusion. She saw some anxious look on his face.

She thought, I must be crazy, will produce such an illusion. How could Jiang Beimo care about her.

After a while, a doctor came to the door in a hurry under the escort of a bodyguard.

As soon as the doctor came, Jiang Beimo ordered in a hurry, "hurry up and see where she's hurt!"

The doctor quickly squatted down beside her and began to look at her wound.

At this time, her white legs were red, and her knees were bleeding.

After examining Qiao Weiwei's injury, the doctor breathed a sigh of relief, "it didn't hurt the bone, just some skin injuries. It's really lucky."

After that, the doctor opened the medicine box and began to take out the medicine to help Qiao Weiwei deal with the wound.

Hearing the doctor's words, Jiang Beimo was relieved.

When the doctor dipped a cotton swab in the liquid medicine to help her disinfect the wound, Qiao Weiwei breathed in pain, and her face became a little deformed.

It's too painful.

Jiang Beimo's face also changed. At the next moment, even he didn't respond. He had already reached out and grasped the doctor's hand with great strength, "be light!"

The doctor took a puff on his painful hand, but he didn't dare say anything. He just nodded, "sorry, I'll pay attention."

Wait until Qiao Weiwei's wound was treated, bandaged, it has been a long time.

"The wound needs to rest for a few days. Please don't run around to avoid bumping again." When the doctor left, he said.

Qiaoweiwei did not speak, just feel the wound faint pain, walking seems to have some problems.

Jiang Beimo took a look at the doctor, and then told the servant, "first arrange for him to live here..."