After a while, he dialed a phone call expressionlessly. Before the other party could speak, he said coldly: "Come out for a drink."

"There is no time today." Yin Yimo wanted to hang this boy. Since his marriage, Ning Juexi has had the opposite sex and inhumanity. He has long forgotten their buddies. It is definitely not a good thing to suddenly ask him to drink today.

"Why don't you have time? I don't want to come out and say it!"

"Aren't you going to accompany your woman? Oh, I remembered that your woman is having a divorce from you. Do you want me to drink? Is it that I want me to help you see how to divide your property?"

"Can you come out?" He was already impatient.

"Okay! Mr. Ning, I'll go now. By the way, do you want to call Mr. Pei and the others?"

"They are not in Qingcheng."

...

On the second floor of the bar, there was a sing and dancing below. The charming dancer danced a bloody striptease, and the whistles around him were endless.

Yin Yimo looked at the tablet computer with enthusiasm while leaning on the sofa. Ning Juexi walked slowly and walked over and glanced at it. It was today's stock market.

"The stock price of the prosperous dynasty has dropped so beautifully in recent days. This time your woman has played a lot, I admire you!" Yin Yimo snapped his fingers and looked up at him playfully: "It's a lot of pressure. It's normal for shareholders to jump. What I'm even more curious about is how much blood pressure of your old man Ning's anger rose?"

Ning Juexi did not answer, his slender and powerful hands held the crystal goblet, and his eyes seemed to be watching the eye-catching striptease off the stage seriously.

Yin Yimo also looked at it and shook his head for a long time: "This level is just average. Your woman has a gorgeous face and a spicy figure. If she was dancing off the stage, I guess the bar business would have to rise by hundreds of times."

Ning Juexi frowned. Even though he knew that Yin Yimo was deliberately making fun of him, he still narrowed his cold eyes and said coldly: "Do you just want to see that?"

Yin Yimo smiled mysteriously, smoked two cigarettes and handed them to Ning Juexi. After a while, the two of them were shrouding in smoke.

Ning Juexi's narrow eyes were blurred and vaguely smiled: "She wants to divorce, do you think I should agree?"

Yin Yimo didn't say anything for a moment, took a few sips, raised his chin, and spit out a long smoke ring and said, "Didn't the answer have been there long?"

Ning Juexi took two puffs of cigarettes, curled his lips and sneered: "Speak human words."

Yin Yimo took the cigarette from his mouth, took off his glasses, took out a soft glasses cloth from his top pocket, slowly wiped it up, and after the lenses were wiped clean, he put it on, leaned into the sofa, and said cruelly: "In my opinion, you are not people from the same world, she is like the sand in your hands. No matter whether the strength you hold is tight or loose, she will slip away. It's just a matter of time."

It's just a matter of time...

This sentence was said from my mother and her best buddy one after another, like two poisonous snakes tangling together coldly, swallowing the restless and beating weak heart.

Ning Juexi's face was so deep that he looked indifferent. He continued to smoke the remaining half of the cigarette and asked sneeredly: "When did you become an emotional expert?"

"Your problem is a problem with you, and it is not a problem for me, so of course I can see it clearly." Yin Yimo asked for glasses: "Did the divorce application she submitted to the court mention the division of property? How much? Half of it?"

Ning Juexi threw the cigarette butt in his hand into the ashtray with a blink of an eye, his eyes were lonely and his tone did not fluctuate: "She doesn't want any property, she just needs the land in the pharmaceutical factory."

Yin Yimo frowned slightly, stopped pouring wine, and then laughed mercilessly: "You woman is interesting. She tries every means to marry you, a real estate tycoon, in the end, just for a piece of land. Ha, who believes it if you tell me?"

Obviously, Yin Yimo was mocking Ning Juexi, that he, the third young master, was not as charming as a piece of land.

Ning Juexi looked at the noisy stage downstairs without saying a word, and could not see the expression on his face in the light and dark light.

At around 10 o'clock in the evening, the driver parked the car in the courtyard, got out of the car and opened the rear door attentively, and said to the man full of alcohol, "Mr. Ning, I'll take you in."

Ning Juexi pinched the temple that was a little swollen, walked out with a stubborn body, waved his hand, "No, it's getting late, you go back early."

"Okay, then be careful."

Ning Juexi didn't respond. The lights were turned on from the living room to the stairs. The lights were dizzy. Whenever he passed by a place, he would turn off a light and push open the bedroom door. It was pitch black inside.

Qiu Yinan waited until after nine o'clock in the evening, and she was really sleepy. She went to bed for a while and woke up and saw that she was eleven o'clock.

He got out of bed with a nightgown, called him, walked to the terrace, looked down at the garage, where his car was parked.

The phone rang several times before it was connected. She asked in a low voice: "Have you arrived home?"

Ning Juexi stopped there and said slowly: "It's very late, you go to bed, and I'll talk about it if I have time another day."

"I haven't slept, I've been waiting for you. Are you in the bedroom? I'll find you." Her voice was quiet.

The other end was very quiet, and she responded to the beeping sound. She didn't care and opened the door of the guest room and walked out.

The guest room was in the innermost room in the corridor. She walked a long way before she came to the bedroom door. He said that when he talked to the evening, he naturally wanted to talk about divorce. She didn't think he wanted to fight her and she didn't want to kill her. The fuss was too ugly. A private divorce agreement was the best solution for each other.

The bedroom door was half open, and there was a light inside. She gently pushed the door open and shouted: "Ning Juexi."

No one responded.

She went straight in, his shirt, tie and coat were scattered on the bed, and the sound of water came from the bathroom.

Since she came, she had no reason to go back. She looked around in the bedroom and looked for places to sit. After looking for a long time, every place was very familiar. This was where she had lived for several months...

She bit her lip and opened her face, so she simply went to the terrace to wait. The nightgown on her body was very thick and she didn't feel cold.

The sound of water in the bathroom never stopped, as if he was going to wash all night. She frowned and was a little bored, her mouth was dry, and she always wanted to drink something, so she went downstairs to find wine.

In the quiet cellar, she stood on tiptoe and her fingertips passed by a bottle of red wine.

"Just talking about divorce, are you so excited that you want to drink to celebrate?" The sound of footsteps sounded behind him. The man was wearing a short wet hair, water droplets on his chin, and his tall body was casually dressed in a black bathrobe, a semi-open collar, and his strong muscles were exposed to the air without reservation.

Qiu Yinong pulled out a bottle of 1982 Lafite that he liked, and turned around and said in a light voice: "I just want to drink, can't I bear to let it go?"

"I can't bear to leave..." Ning Juexi lowered his head and wiped his hair, his voice was slightly hoarse, he almost talked to himself, and his long legs walked towards her calmly.

Qiu Yinong didn't hear it clearly, and didn't want to get too entangled on this meaningless topic. She lowered her eyes and held the wine in her hand, and was about to find two cups. She subconsciously said, "I have a divorce agreement here, look...ah..."

She threw the towel away and the man's chest suddenly approached. She screamed and retreated repeatedly. He had once asked her on the chair next to her. She glanced at her instinctively avoided her. After giving in, the man was forced to the sofa in the corner.

At some point, the black bathrobe on his body was loosened, and his scorching eyes were approaching with the invading breath of male male hormones, which was strong and heart-wrenching.

She insisted on calming herself and said unhappily: "Ning Juexi..."

In front of me was a cold smile rippled by my thin lips, and my black eyes stared at her panickedly like a wolf, and reached out to her.

Qiu Yinong finally fell on the sofa by being forced to fall, holding a bottle of wine in one hand and holding a chest in front of her, and holding the armrest of the single sofa with the other hand, staring at the man in front of her in shock.

No matter how luxurious the decoration in the cellar is, it is not as good as the ground. The air is thin and dull. In addition, the man who is on the verge of losing control at this moment makes him look even more depressed and gloomy.

When she realized that she wanted to get up, the man had already leaned over, supported her palms on her side, trapping her in this small world, and the breath that fell in her ears gradually subsided: "Stall, isn't Qingcheng good? Why do you want to leave?"

His movements made the person who was so angry that he couldn't breathe. She turned her face away, and the next second her face was roughly pulled back: "I ask you, why do you want to leave? Where do you want to go?" He saw the second-hand off-road vehicle in the garage the day before yesterday. His first reaction was that she really wanted to leave after divorce. She was far away from him, so far away that he could not reach his sight.

She silently, finally raised her eyes and looked at his eyes, her rustling voice was like water: "I am free when I divorced, so I naturally want to live my own life. Does where I want to go mean meaning to you?"

His lips get closer and closer, and he can kiss her one centimeter closer. His voice is already hoarse, and he slowly exclaims word by word: "You must divorce this marriage? Can't you really forgive me?"
Chapter completed!