Bo Yiyang sensitive to hear the sister's wrong, "Bo Yiyue, you and shaomian how?" He pointed out to the point that thin also pale face.

"You first give me a sum of money, my mobile phone is broken, need to match a mobile phone, I'll give you a good say." Now it's a public phone. There are others nearby. It's inconvenient.

Bo Yiyang suppressed his anger, "OK, I'll turn to you now. You can call me back in an hour."

Hang up the phone, Bo Yiyue was relieved and rushed to the mall.

Half an hour after getting off the bus, she took out her only bank card and went to the 24-hour ATM.

Looking at the balance of one million yuan, Bo Yiyue's eyes were red.

Take a little cash, put it in the bag, and go to match the mobile phone.

In the last two minutes of an hour later, Bo Yiyue dialed Bo Yiyang's mobile phone.

"Brother, it's me." She walked slowly along the side of the road.

"Tell me what's going on." Bo Yiyang is already looking at the ticket. He has to go back.

Bo Yiyue looked up at the sky and forced back the tears in her eyes“ Brother, it's no big deal. It's just a fight with him. " Afraid that Bo Yiyang didn't believe it, she quickly said, "I have a bank card from Shao Mian in my bag. There is no limit to the balance in it, but I'm angry and don't want to use it..."

She still conceals the fact that two people are divorcing. Her elder brother is far away from home. She doesn't want him to worry too much.

"Why did you fight?" It's normal to quarrel between husband and wife, but it depends on why they quarrel, whether it's serious or not. Bo Yiyang's perception tells her that his sister is lying to him about something.

Why did you fight? Bo Yiyue thinks of Gu Yu, Gu Xi and her mother-in-law“ Life is trivial and trivial. We two have different personalities. If we have conflicts, we will quarrel. "

At this moment, Bo Yiyang didn't believe a word of what Bo Yiyue said.

"Well, I see. Please contact me if you have something to do." He hung up the phone perfunctorily, and then called shaomian.

However, Shao Mian has been unable to connect for the time being.

Let Bo Yiyang very fidgety, helpless, and dial the Yunjin phone.

Seeing Bo Yiyang's number and flashing on his mobile phone, Yunjin was a little stunned. Bo Yiyang took the initiative to call her?

"Hello." She put her cell phone to her ear and her heart beat faster.

Bo Yiyang is fretting about the two people's affairs. Without any nonsense, he directly asks, "where's Shao Mian?"

……

"I don't know."

"You are her assistant, how can you not know!" Bo Yiyang's voice seems to be angry.

Yun Jin took a deep breath and said coldly, "I'm his assistant, right. If I'm an assistant, do I have to follow him 24 hours a day? If it's an assistant, will he report his 24-hour itinerary to me? " Then directly cut off the call, he later dialed several, Yunjin let himself hard heart not to answer.

Bo Yiyue stayed in a hotel for the time being and planned to rent another house to work in suming company.

In a few days in the hotel, she contacted Han min and opened a video with her son every day.

To rent a house to find a good, very close to the company in the community, rented a one room two rooms.

To settle down, Bo Yiyue just contacted Su Ming.

Go to Su Ming company to work for two days, every day is crowded with the bus to and from work.

Su Ming found out by accident and gave her a car in the name of the company.

Bo Yiyue originally refused, but Su Ming said that she would drive the car to pick him up later. Bo Yiyue agreed, but Su Ming didn't let her pick her up.

On the eighth day of Su Ming's company, Bo Yiyue stopped her car downstairs and took the elevator to the ninth floor after work.

With the sound of the elevator, Bo Yiyue, wearing a light down jacket, came out of the elevator.

Holding his head down, he took out the key from the bag and was ready to open the door.

I haven't seen him for more than ten days. Except that he looks very tired mentally, everything else is as usual.

More than a dozen cigarette butts on the ground show that he has been here for a long time, and Bo Yiyue has no impulse to open the door.

Turn around and walk to the elevator. The man controls his wrist.

"Open the door." He gave a light command.

There is monitoring outside. Bo Yiyue doesn't want to talk with him here. He gets rid of his control and opens the door of the apartment.

The apartment she rented was very small, only dozens of square meters.It's still very warm, just like the apartment she lived in before.

Close the door, the apartment is full of her flavor, Shao Mian slightly relieved.

He stopped her waist, and Bo Yiyue didn't struggle.

"Wife, have you been calm after so long separation?" Some time ago, he went abroad on a business trip for a week. When he came back, he went to Mingyue company and followed Bo Yiyue for two days to know that she lived here.

He was glad that she didn't mix with Su Ming after work.

"Calm down, Shao Mian. I'm not your wife. Pay attention." Bo Yiyue still pushes him away. His breath always makes her intoxicated easily.

She put the key on the stripper, then took off her coat and hung it on the empty hanger.

Shao Mian hugged her from behind her again, smelling her, "I didn't sign, it's not." So, she's still his wife.

Bo Yiyue said, "whether you sign or not has nothing to do with me." If she signs, she's divorced.

"If I don't sign, that divorce agreement has no legal significance." He pulled her over and made her face her.

Bo Yiyue had to turn her head away from his eyes.

"What does lawyer Shao insist on when he has a strange dream in the same bed?" She had a touch of sarcasm.

He ignored her sarcasm and pecked at her red lips. "Come home with me."

His action, let thin also month with the back of the hand on the lip ruthlessly rub. As if contaminated with something unclean, Shao Mian's eyes became deep.

Wait until she puts down her hand and kisses her red lips aggressively.

Her hands thump heavily on his chest, but the man is not painful, forced her to the bedroom door behind.

He reached out a hand, unscrewed the bedroom door, and the two entered her private world.

The bed, less than two meters wide, is covered with a four piece suit of pink and white, leaning against the wall.

Two art photos of Shao Jiakang are on her bedside table.

She accurately fell on the bed, the room gradually rise inexplicable feelings.

Big palm on her bottom zipper, let Bo Yiyue rational return, ruthlessly push open shaomian.

Gasping at the man pushed away, "what? If you are not satisfied with Miss Gu's car accident, come to me for comfort? " What does he think she is?

Shao Mian took off his suit and coat, threw it on the single sofa and untied his tie.