《Being A Shrew To My Ex-Husband》Chapter 2: Aren't You Tired of Pulling Stunts All the Time
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"A person should really know their place. Don't treat others' modesty as cowardice. Scram to the side!"
Su Yan said coolly and walked straight to the president's office.
Li Rong was stunned. Her face was flushed with anger and embarrassment. Su Yan had
rebutted her with harsh words.
But before she could react, Su Yan had already entered the office.
Su Yan felt as if she had stepped into a quagmire as soon as she entered the office. The atmosphere was extremely heavy. Wel Zhou sat expressionlessly on the boss's chair, like an ice sculpture.
"Be strong!" Su Yan encouraged herself and walked over to meet Wei Zhou's gaze.
Wei Zhou's eyes moved slightly. Su Yan seemed to be different today.
"Who let you in?" Wei Zhou's indifferent voice sounded.
His voice was very pleasant, but there was no emotion in it. He only spoke to Su Yan in this tone.
"Sign this divorce agreement!" Su Yan went straight to the point and threw the agreement on the table.
"Aren't you tired of pulling stunts all the time?" Wei Zhou said in disgust.
Su Yan's heart ached. Wei Zhou did not let her down. He was as indifferent as ever.
"Wei Zhou, I am indeed tired!"
"Tomorrow morning, nine o'clock, at the Civil Affairs Bureau, see you there!" Su Yan brushed her hair and said with a bitter laugh.
Wei Zhou did not speak. He clasped his hands together and held his chin. The office was like a freezer.
"Don't worry. It is for real this time.
No matter how much I love you, I will leave once I had accumulated enough disappointment."
Before she finished her sentence, Su Yan turned around and left. She tried her best to control her tears. It had been seven years of crushing on him in secret and another three years of marriage. It was easy to say that she was letting go, but even at this point, she was still heartbroken.
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Along the way, she tried her best to keep a smile on her face. She could not let others see her as a joke. She could not lose the last bit of her dignity.
When Su Yan disappeared, Wel Zhou picked up the divorce agreement and glanced at it.
He casually threw it aside.
The agreement clearly stated that Su Yan would give up all of the common property. and leave the family with nothing. This also represented her determination.
He was not surprised that Su Yan had proposed a divorce. He was even more unmoved because he did not love her at all. However, he did not believe that Su Yan really left the family empty handed.
...
"Did you get it signed?" Tang Yitong asked.
"He did not believe itl^ prime prime Su Yan replied.
"Are you crying?" Tang Yitong asked again. "I'm not crying!" Su Yan's eyes were red. Tang Yitong fell silent. She knew how upset
Su Yan was.
"People always have to miss out on a few scumbags before they can meet the right person," Tang Yitong said, "Why don't I introduce you to a couple of young handsome men?"
"Oh come on, Tang Yitong!" Su Yan glared at her unhappily.
"After suffering for three years, we can't let him off easily. It's necessary to meddle with his reputation a little." Tang Yitong smiled evilly ." It just so happens that Wei Zhou's cinnabar mole is back. I'm good at this!"
The soured marriage of the CEO of a listed company plus the return of his beloved cinnabar mole was definitely a hot topic.
Tang Yitong smelled the scent of gossip.
"Friendship is over!" Su Yan threw out three words and closed her eyes to rest. She could not be bothered with Tang Yitong.
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Tang Yitong stuck out her tongue. "My dear, you should be happy. After leaving that Blockhead, you are finally freed from suffering. Please don't cry in secret. Muack..."
After saying that, she opened her arms to hug Su Yan.
Su Yan laughed out of anger. She pushed at Tang Yitong's face with one hand, rejecting her affection.
"Get lost, don't disgust me!"
Tang Yitong pouted. "Come on, Little Yan Yan, let me have a kiss!"
Su Yan was speechless. "I'll really hit you. Someone as adorable as you would probably cry for a long time with just one punch, right?"
...
Heavenly Sound Palace, pre-marriage notarization, Su Yan's private villa.
"We're here, Little Yan Yan, you can do it, Little Candy will always support you!" Tang Yitong said with a smile as the Maserati came to a stop.
Su Yan wiped the lipstick mark on her face and smiled. "You're so disgustingly cheesy, I really can't stand it! Alright, I'm going back. Drive slowly."
After saying that, she got out of the car and pulled her suitcase to the door of the villa.
The door opened and the housekeeper came out with a smile.
"Miss Su, you're back!"
"Yes, thank you for your hard work, Aunt Liu."
Aunt Liu's warm and simple smile almost made Su Yan cry.
For the past three years, she rarely returned to her own place. Aunt Liu took care of everything.
Aunt Liu's family was in the countryside. Her son needed a lot of money to study abroad, so she came to the city to work. She was a very nice person and was a hardworking and careful person. She treated Su Yan as if she were her own daughter.
Su Yan sat on the sofa, holding a bowl of steaming lotus seed soup in her hand. Her eyes reddened again.
Aunt Liu was helping her put away her luggage and did not notice her expression.
"Welcome home, beautiful Mistress!"
Suddenly, a mechanical but cute voice sounded.
Su Yan turned her head and saw a barrel-shaped robot. She smiled.
The robot was snow-white in color. There was an LCD screen on top of its head with a pair of cute big eyes.
She had almost forgotten about the present that Tang Yitong had bought for her birthday last year. She had left it in the villa.
"Thank you, Xiao Xiao!" Su Yan smiled.
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