The man's voice was as dull as ever, "What's the matter?"

Zhou Yi lowered her voice and uttered seven words extremely clearly.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wu had almost no hesitation and replied: "Okay."

…

The word "good" now echoed in Zhou Yi's ears, like a big hand, smoothing out all her sadness, grievances and unwillingness.

The husband told her back then that the process was not important, what was important was the result.

As long as the result can achieve the goal, you can only be the one who laughs to the end, and everything in between is nothing but a cloud.

So, Song Mangmang forced her to not marry Awu three years ago, and so what if she forced her to lose her career? She could use this to exchange for the best result.

Zhou Yi's mood improved completely.

After that, she no longer needs to be busy with her career, and she can rest well and concentrate on letting Dr. James take care of her body, so that she can give birth to Jiang's heir for Awu in the future.

She stroked her lower abdomen, and there was an extremely beautiful future in front of her.

…

The live news broadcast ended, but the Internet was already in full swing.

Of course, everyone was not particularly interested in Zhou Yi's sudden retreat. The discussion was her so-called interfering in other people's families.

Whose mistress did she become?

Various speculations were flying all over the sky, and the melon-eating people were rushing around on Weibo and major forums, for fear of missing a melon, for fear that they would not be able to keep up with the progress in a blink of an eye.

In the apartment.

Su Zaozao browsed Weibo and saw that Jiang Wu and Song Mangmang were not on the list speculated by netizens, she was a little indignant.

It’s all because of this dog man Jiang Wu. The image of a good husband he usually sets up is so popular that he has not even mentioned the nomination now.

She couldn't help but say to Song Mangmang: "Mangmang, I'll register a small account to reveal the news, so that Jiang Wu, the dog man, and Zhou Yi, the green tea mistress, can feel the anger of netizens!"

Everyone has no tolerance for such things.

Although she knew that Su Zaozao wanted to vent her anger for herself, Song Mangmang still shook her head gently, "Forget it, grandma also has a Weibo person. I'm afraid that when she is bored, she will see something when she sees something."

"That's right." Su Zao nodded early and gave up this idea.

Anyway, Zhou Yi is already ruined now, and if Jiang Wu really marry her later, everyone will naturally know that Jiang Wu is the scumbag who has cheated on her, and there is no need for her to do anything else.

What's more, if you do evil, you will die. She will not dirty her hands.

After pausing, Su Zaozao said again: "Mangmang, then do you really want to sign a divorce?"

After all, all the three conditions she proposed have been achieved.

After eating the last strawberry, Song Mangmang nodded, "Yes."

"Confirmed?"

"Um."

Song Mangmang unconsciously stroked his lower abdomen and spoke lightly, "I proposed three conditions, just to seek justice with my baby, not to keep Jiang Wu."

A sarcastic curve was drawn from the corner of her lips, "If a man's heart is not on me, what will I keep him for? It has no meaning at all, and it will make himself become more and more humble and even lose himself."

Two years ago, she was like this and almost couldn't get out.

It's funny, she once thought not to live.

But when she was completely awake, she looked back at the stupid things she did and realized how ridiculous she was.

If you are not doing well, the unfaithful person will not feel anything, and may still laugh at you.

From that time on, she understood that she must love herself well.

Song Mangmang saw so thoroughly that Su Zaozao had prepared for all the comfort words, and she swallowed them back. She could only open her arms and hug her.

She just needs to be happy.

Song Mangmang also smiled and hugged her back.

The two of them hugged each other for a while, and Su Zaoyao got up early to decoct medicine for Song Mangmang. Song Mangmang picked up his cell phone, paused with his fingertips, and still called Jiang Wu.

After more than ten seconds, the other side was connected, "Hey."

Song Mangmang swallowed lightly, and did not say anything nonsense to him. He spoke directly, "Since you have fulfilled my conditions, I will not break my promise, I will sign it."

Immediately afterwards, she added, "You can just send the divorce agreement tomorrow. There is no need to meet again between us."

Jiang Wu didn't say anything extra, and just responded, "Okay."

The same is straightforward and extremely indifferent.

Song Mangmang pulled the corners of his lips and hung up directly.

Some people are friends even if they can be separated, but she and Jiang Wu don’t even want to do strangers. It’s best to forget each other in the world.

The next morning at nine o'clock, the doorbell rang.

While yawning, Su Zaozao went to open the door. Seeing Assistant Zhou in a suit standing at the door, she got up and was angry with her resentment towards Jiang Wu, which made her sarcastic, "Do you want to be so anxious? I asked you to come early in the morning. I don't know, I thought the dog man Jiang Wu was going to reincarnate!"

Assistant Zhou was trembling and dared not say anything.

What the boss could do, he could only do as he could!

Song Mangmang came over and looked at Su Zaozao with angrily, "Don't make things difficult for Assistant Zhou, he just obeys the order."

Then, she smiled at Assistant Zhou, "Assistant Zhou, come in."

Assistant Zhou looked at Song Mangmang with great gratitude. It was still his young wife who was beautiful and kind-hearted. Oh no, he will soon be no longer the young wife.

He couldn't help but feel melancholy and regretful.

In the living room.

Song Mangmang and Su Zaozao sat on the sofa, and Assistant Zhou took out two contracts from his briefcase and placed them on the coffee table one by one.

Introduction: "Ms. Song, this is a divorce agreement and this is a share transfer. Look, if there is no problem, just sign it."

"good."

Song Mangmang roughly looked through the two documents, but found no problems. She picked up the pen and started signing.

Her name is often written, but it has been very smooth, but today it is somewhat stuttering.

There was no change in expression on her face, but her fingers still trembled slightly unconsciously.

She restrained her trembling and stroked her strokes and wrote the words Song Mangmang in a straightforward manner and completed.

When the last stroke was made, Jiang Wu, the name rooted in her heart, seemed to be...executed.

It turns out that whether it was two years ago or now, Jiang Wu has always... not hers.

I've been infatuated and wrongly paid.

Song Mangmang's heart was obviously not fluctuating, but his eyes were uncontrollably red.
Chapter completed!