Those who can keep her can’t keep her heart!
Haitong didn’t talk to the servants any more, and went downstairs with the written divorce agreement.
Still on the stairs, I saw Zhan Yin sitting on the sofa. He was holding a mobile phone and seemed to be sending someone a message.
Hearing her footsteps, he immediately put his phone back into his trouser pocket, got up quickly, and faced her.
“Wife.”
“Don’t call me wife!”
Haitong’s face was as black as charcoal again.
There’s no way, now, when she sees this Zhan, she can’t help but make a bad face.
“Tongtong.”
Zhan Yin changed his words, “You’re hungry, let’s go eat.”
Ingratiatingly, he stretched out his hand to grab Haitong’s hand, but Haitong avoided it.
Haitong passed him, walked straight to the sofa, put the written divorce agreement on the tea table, and said coldly: “Zhan Yin, I wrote this, take a look, if there is no problem, just write it down Sign it.”
“what?”
When Zhan Yin came over, his expression changed drastically after he glanced at him twice. He quickly picked up the divorce agreement and tore it into pieces without even looking at it. Divorce! You are my man in life, and my ghost in death! We live and die together!”
“You want a divorce, dreaming! You want to leave me, unless you stab me to death and step on my dead body!”
Hai Tong glared at him angrily.
If eyes can kill, he has been killed countless times by her.
“You are simply unreasonable and unable to communicate!”
“Yes, I’m just unreasonable, I just can’t communicate, anyway, you are my wife, and you will be my Zhan Yin’s wife for the rest of your life, so don’t you want to dump me!”
Hai Tong gritted her teeth angrily.
If she continued talking to him, she was afraid that all her teeth would be worn out by her.
It’s so irritating.
Turn around, she left, now can’t talk about divorce, she doesn’t even want to talk to him.
“Haitong!”
Zhan Yin reached out and grabbed her arm, pulled her back, pulled her back, and then pulled her body into his arms, and he lowered his head and kissed her crazily.
“I’m sorry, Haitong, I’m sorry…”
Hai Tong struggled hard and finally pushed him away, but he still wanted to continue, Hai Tong was so angry that he slapped him.
The sound of “pop” scared Uncle Zhong and the servants.
Zhan Yin was also stunned.
He looked at Haitong’s face flushed with anger, and when she stared at him, her eyes gradually turned red, and he saw tears twinkling in her eyes.