"Not yet." Realizing his feelings for Pei Qingqian, when he heard her voice, Mu Yanzhi was actually a little cramped.

Then this nervousness was replaced by sadness......

Because right away......

Pei Qingqian is not his wife.

"The household registration book is still with my uncle?" Pei Qingqian saw that he didn't mean to speak, so he took the initiative to ask.

A well-word, stuck in Mu Yanzhi's throat, couldn't say anything.

It seems that as long as they say it, the marriage of the two of them is really irretrievable......

"Shall I get it, or shall I?" Pei Qingqian asked for his opinion.

When Mu Yanzhi heard this, he suddenly realized that this marriage had come to an end.

There is no possibility of reuniting again.

His heart seemed to be suddenly hollowed out, and he discussed with her in frustration: "Otherwise, let's take it together?" ”

Suddenly, I wanted to see her.

Now, immediately.

It was as if the void in her heart could be filled as long as she saw her connection.

"Okay, where are you, I'll look for you?" Pei Qingqian had already gotten on the bus, and was thinking about where to get off at this moment.

"Company." Mu Yanzhi explained on the phone.

"Okay." Pei Qingqian glanced at it, now there are still a few stops away from Mu Yanzhi's company, calculate the approximate time, she closed her eyes and rested for a while.

In recent days, in order to minimize the impact of the divorce on her.

She desperately kept herself busy.

Like a spinning top that never stops, there is no room for rest.

It's tiring.

But fortunately, she doesn't think about how sad she will be after the divorce.

Moxie Group.

Mu Yanzhi walked out of the door quickly, found a flower shop next to him, and rushed in: "I want a bouquet of roses." ”

The landlady of the florist took out a bouquet of roses that had been wrapped and handed it to him.

"It's too small." Mu Yanzhi heard that someone gave Pei Qingqian a large bouquet of roses.

What he wants to send is bigger than what the other party is sending......

Only in this way can it be proved that he loves Pei Qingqian more than the other party.

"......" the florist owner pulled out another bigger bouquet: "How about this bouquet?" ”

Mu Yanzhi opened his arms expressionlessly: "At least it's so big." ”

The florist looked at him strangely, this man is not sick, is he?

Thinking that he was joking with himself and making an offer with him, Mu Yanzhi transferred the money in the next second.

made sure that the other party really wanted it, and the boss was not ambiguous, and packed his head.

Pei Qingqian got off at the door of the Mu family, didn't see Mu Yanzhi, and didn't want to go into the company to find him, so she casually found a shady place, and she was about to contact Mu Yanzhi.

"Do you know that Joanna came to our company today to find Mr. Mu."

Hearing their discussion, Pei Qingqian unconsciously put down the mobile phone in his hand and looked over.

She came to Mu Yanzhi......

Is it to discuss marriage?

"I know, I also heard from colleagues in other departments that she ran out crying."

"Hasn't Mr. Mu always liked her? How can you be willing to let her cry? ”

"Crying is divided into crying with joy and crying with sadness."

"Why are you crying when you're happy?"

"Stupid, it must be Mr. Mu who proposed to her, happy."

“……”

The men walked slowly past them.

Pei Qingqian grabbed the phone with both hands, and after a long time, he slowly regained consciousness.

Didn't you already know that the two of them would get married?

Why, hearing this news now, is it still sad?

She frantically unlocked her phone's screen.

"Ah Qian."

Someone called her.