The night in Liangcheng is cold.【】

Lu Man sat quietly on the sofa at home. She had been married to Bo Yehan for three years. In the past three years, she had seen him at a few times.

On such nights, she always likes to sit on the sofa in the living room, and once she sits, she will be the whole night.

After twelve o'clock, it was his lover's birthday, and she thought he would not come back.

However, to her surprise, he called ten minutes ago and said he wanted to see her.

Because of the word "think", she waited until three o'clock in the morning.

She lowered her eyes, looked at the wedding ring on her hand, reached out to rub the carat of diamonds on it, but smiled with a self-deprecating smile.

He was just a joke, but she took it seriously.

At this moment, the door opened and Lu Man looked up.

A gust of cold wind blew in through the crack of the door. She was wearing thin pajamas and was so cold that she shivered all over.

But her eyes didn't take away from him.

The man was wearing a black coat, and his whole body seemed to be stained with the moisture of the cold night, giving people a very cold feeling. The handsome face was as cold as the wind. When he looked at her, the aura flowing around him was so strong that even the air changed.

Become thinner

Her heart trembled. She knew that he would treat him coldly, but she couldn't help but stand up and walked towards him: "Ye..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw a man wearing a suit and gold-rimmed glasses following him. He was the most famous lawyer in Liangcheng, Han Jiang.

All her tenderness seemed to be frozen at this moment, leaving only stiffness.

Lu Man had a vague premonition in her heart. She forced a smile and called him like he did whenever he came back: "Ye Han..."

Her voice was very soft, but it couldn't warm his cold heart.

Bo Yehan walked around her and walked towards the sofa.

When passing by, the breeze swept the breath of his body into her breath. The strong fragrance was his lover and her sister Lu Xue’s special perfume.

Her heart was sinking little by little, and she felt that she was strangled by one hand and could not breathe.

This was obviously as expected by her, but it still caught her off guard in an instant.

Bo Yehan sat down on the sofa, his legs habitually overlapped, and while leaning on him, he took out a cigarette from his pocket, took out a lit one, and his posture was noble and indifferent.

At this time, Han Jiang came over: "Mrs. Bo, please sit down."

Lu Man sat down opposite Bo Yehan. He played with the lighter and never looked at her.

Han Jiang put the documents in his hand in front of her, with a formulaic smile on his face: "Mrs. Bo, Mr. Bo has signed this divorce agreement. You only need to sign it to get this set.
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