Walking out of the office, Ye Xiong sighed.

"My wife is like this now, she is in love with my rhythm. What should I do?

"According to her iceberg-like personality, I must have made a choice, either throw away Sister Hua, live a good life with her, and live a lifetime; or divorce her and be with Sister Hua."

"It is impossible to get rid of Sister Hua, so sad that she would be!"

"I don't want to divorce my wife. I feel good about getting along with my wife during this period. Although I haven't had sex with her, I feel like home when I'm with her."

I want both of them!

"Oh, you can't help but be handsome. When your love luck comes, you can't stop it. You can only walk."

After wandering around the company for a long time, he went to the hotel for a long time, and the day passed.

When he was about to get off work, Ye Xiong received a fax from Luo Weiwei, which was He Mengji's information.

The information is very simple, with only two pages. There is no extra information except for some basic information about He Mengji. In other words, there is not much knowledge about He Mengji in China.

"There are only so many information that can be searched and found in He Mengji. What are you going to do now?" Luo Weiwei called and asked.

Ye Xiong held the information and his eyes fell on the photo with bright eyes.

"Is He Mengji beautiful?" Ye Xiong asked suddenly.

"What are you asking about this?"

"I'll tell you a story: A woman had no choice but to marry her creditor because her father couldn't pay it back. On the first night of the wedding, the woman said to the groom fiercely, "I marry you because my dad owes you money, and I don't like you at all. In the early morning of the next day, the woman opened her eyes and woke up the sleeping groom and asked, "How much does my dad owe us? You can't just forget it."

"Vague!" Luo Weiwei cursed.

But she also heard what Ye Xiong meant.

"If He Mengji was beautiful, I decided to sell her appearance and use a handsome trick to soak her. After I soak her, don't say that I didn't kill He Haodong. Even if I really killed him, He Mengji would only say one thing: My brother, I have done all the bad things and should have died long ago. If you kill him, husband, you will do the deeds for heaven. It's so great. I love you so much." Ye Xiong vividly learned from He Mengji's words.

On the other side of the phone, Luo Wei almost vomited.

What messy things are all in this guy's mind? How did he come up with such an idea?

"He Mengji is not a fool. She is known as a Chinese think tank abroad. Don't think she is so easy to cheat." Luo Weiwei warned.

"No matter whether she is smart or stupid, she is enough as long as she is a woman."

"You seem to have a strong chest." Luo Weiwei said in a sour voice.

"Little Weiwei, are you jealous?" Ye Xiong asked with a giggle.

"I'm just warning you to be careful not to lose rice if you steal chickens." Luo Weiwei said, and hung up the phone with a bad attitude.

"I'm not jealous, but this attitude is clearly aged jealous."

After hanging up the phone, Ye Xiong began to study He Mengji, memorized all her information, and prepared to realize his plan to pick up girls.

In this life, he has become numb from fighting and killing. If he can use the handsome man trick to accomplish things, why not do it?

It is obvious that problems that can be solved by force, but they have to rely on their faces to solve them. I am so kind.

At 7 o'clock in the evening, when Ye Xiong returned home, Yang Xinyi's car was already parked in the garage.

"It's really surprising that my wife didn't work overtime. Did she fall in love with herself today by herself?"

He just said this, because he knew that it was absolutely impossible.

Yang Xinyi is the coldest goddess he has ever met in his life, and it is as difficult to melt like an iceberg.

Du Yuehua was pushed down by himself and conquered between his legs; Luo Weiwei was melted by himself, and it was a matter of time before he could push it down. But this wife who was with him every day was not interested in him at all, let alone getting close to him, she had never even dragged her hands.

I have to say that this is the most failed thing in his history of picking up girls.

"Wife, I'm back." Ye Xiong walked into the hall and saw Yang Xinyi having dinner alone, and walked over.

"I'm back, I'll get you a bowl." When Aunt Zhang saw Ye Xiong coming back, she hurried to get the bowls and chopsticks.

Ye Xiong sat opposite Yang Xinyi, put his chin on the table, and looked at her seriously.

He found that his wife became more and more beautiful as she looked at her. Even when she was eating, her little mouth was moving gently, it was very charming.

"Wife, your little mouth looks so charming when you suck things." Ye Xiong said ignorantly.

It sounds similar to sucking and eating, so Yang Xinyi did not understand his dirty subtext.

"Hurry up and eat. After dinner, I have something to tell you." Yang Xinyi said seriously.

"If you have something to do, you can say it at the dinner table, so Mao has to wait until after the meal." Ye Xiong asked strangely.

"I'm afraid that you will have a big mouth, so I will spray all my saliva on the dishes."

Ye Xiong said speechless. Is my brother's mouth very small? It can be described as a cherry mouth.

But since my wife said so, Ye Xiong had to finish his meal before talking.

After the two finished their meal, Yang Xinyi said: "I have already considered it clearly. We will go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to go through the divorce procedures tomorrow."

"There is no time tomorrow." Ye Xiong said immediately.

"It's okay the day after tomorrow."

"I don't have time either the day after tomorrow."

"The day after tomorrow."

"I don't know if there is any time left."

Yang Xinyi could tell that this guy had such a firm answer, and this was the rhythm of not wanting to divorce!

It doesn’t take much time to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau. Will he not even be able to take out this little time?

"We had an agreement at the beginning that divorce was fake, just using each other, and remember clearly on the contract."

In order to prevent future troubles, Yang Xinyi drafted an agreement with Ye Xiong before getting married, which clearly remembered that the two were just a temporary measure, and that it also stated that the divorce in two years later, Yang Xinyi subsidized Ye Xiong by one million.

"What agreement, why don't I remember at all?" Ye Xiong pretended to be crazy, as if he couldn't remember at all. "You take out the agreement and I'll see, I've been a little forgotten recently."

"I'll take it out and let you die."

Yang Xinyi ran upstairs, and after a while, she came down, her face turned pale.

"Bastard, did you steal my agreement?" Yang Xinyi said angrily.

She had just looked for it at the door and found that a copy of her agreement had been stolen. She knew that it must be Ye Xiong's fault.

She secretly celebrated and locked the original in the safe. What she didn't expect was that when she opened the safe, all the other things inside were still there, but the agreement was missing, so she firmly believed that it must be Ye Xiong's trick.
Chapter completed!