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    After using hard and soft tactics on the two possible insiders, she habitually opened the curtains and looked out.

    Recently, gardeners have been walking their dogs late at night, watching the two snow-white plush balls moving happily in the dark night.

    There is another thing that Wanyun has been avoiding thinking about.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? together?  He is very bad at taking care of living things, and his own side is also a mess.

    Although Wanyun¡¯s temper is considerate and gentle, it has always been a temper spoiled by her family. If she didn¡¯t really like her, how could she care about other people¡¯s situations every time?  But the other party simply signed the divorce certificate.  He was obviously greedy for money and profit, but he always pretended not to take advantage of her.

    The more Wan Yun thought about it, the angrier she became. She lifted the quilt and prepared to clear out all Feng Jian's things in the room.

    At this moment, the cell phone rang.

    Zhou Yu¡¯s number.

    At first, she was really impatient with waiting in the restaurant and was about to call Feng Jian to remind her, but it was Zhou Yu who called.

    He bluntly told her the contract he signed with Feng Jian, and then hung up the phone.

    He was left sitting there, cold to the bone.

    Even though she despised him, Wan Yun had to admit that Zhou Yu was very good at playing.

    He has always been good at playing.

    Of course I can only play.

    But now, compared with Feng Jian¡¯s attitude, let¡¯s look at the unbeatable clusters of roses planted by Zhou Yu at the foot of the mountain.  The disgust faded away, and I felt a little sad.

    That person was once the highlight of her life.  After leaving him, she also felt lonely for a long time.

    The kind of loneliness that I am very, very afraid of, like a noisy radio that lacks an audience.

    She is the only one in the world who wakes up or sinks.

    Zhou Yu waited patiently for Wanyun to answer.

    "Have you moved back to the villa?" he said leisurely on the phone, as if it had nothing to do with him.

    Wan Yun said indifferently: "What else do you have to do?"

    Zhou Yu said: "So, I'm just worried about you."

    Wan Yun originally wanted to hang up the phone out of boredom, but upon hearing this, her hands paused slightly.

    Zhou Yu is the instigator, and his so-called good intentions are highly questionable.  But how long has it been since I heard such a compliment?

    It¡¯s a very common sentence at all.

    Some people will never say it.

    There may be something wrong with her vision of finding a man.

    "Some people are never sincere, and some people have one or two points of sincerity to protect women, but that's it.  After finally saying a few pleasant things, he then went on to do something even more heartbreaking.

    Really bad luck.

    Wan Yun hung up Zhou Yu¡¯s phone and called Feng Jian on his mobile phone.

    I called several times, but no one answered.

    The office is also empty.

    She sat silently on the bed.

    After a long time, I called Zhen¡¯s mother again and borrowed the mobile phone.

    This time I got through it instantly.

    "Why don't you answer my call?" Wanyun was almost angry again.

    Feng Jian didn¡¯t say anything for a long time. After a while, she asked soberly: "So? Whose cell phone are you using? Where are you?"

    "Send me the divorce agreement." Wan Yun decided not to be angry with him. She said directly, "Didn't Mr. Feng already sign his name?"

    ???????????????????????????? Feng Jian was very unhappy, but she couldn't hang up the phone.

    At this moment, he just said lightly: "It's already midnight" After a while, he tried again, "Should I drive to see you now?"

    Wan Yun only wants the divorce agreement and really doesn¡¯t want to see Feng Jian.

    She hesitated for a moment: "Bring it to my secretary tomorrow."

    Feng Jian didn't even think about it: "I'll be on vacation tomorrow and won't go to the company." Then he added, "My secretary is also on vacation."

    Wan Yun smiled and said: "What are you doing on vacation? Oh, by the way, Mr. Feng probably wants to calculate how much profit he can make after selling people."

    The other party listened to her ridicule in silence without saying a word to refute.

    There was only a slight breathing sound in the microphone.

    Wan Yun was soft-hearted, sad, disappointed and resentful, and finally said coldly: "That's all, I think since Mr. Feng said you signed it, you probably won't go back on your promise. If you see Zhen's mother or the curator, hand over the divorce agreement to them.  "

    Only then did Feng Jian agree.

    He said: "Are you at home now?"

    Wan Yun frowned and said, "It has nothing to do with you, I'm going to hang up the phone"

    Although he said this, he did not take any action.

    Unexpectedly, Feng Jian hesitated for a moment,He said "I know" and actually hung up the phone.

    If Wan Yun hadn¡¯t been holding Zhen¡¯s mother¡¯s cell phone, she would have wanted to imitate Feng Jian¡¯s previous actions.

    The next morning, Zhen¡¯s mother told Wan Yun that her uncle came to the mountainside villa early in the morning.

    "What's he doing here?" Wan Yun asked with a frown.

    "I don't know. I just went back to the room and hurriedly picked up a few suits. I seemed to be looking in front of the lady's door for a while. But the lady was not awake at that time. As soon as my uncle came to see me, he drove away without saying hello."

    Zhen¡¯s mother spoke calmly and returned to her original lukewarm attitude towards Feng Jian.

    Since that night, Zhou Yu began to pursue Wanyun with great fanfare.

    Every morning, he began to send a large number of roses to Li's house, which was very ostentatious.

    But Wanyun only saw it once.

    Other times, those enchanting flowers are dealt with by who knows who.

    Suddenly one day, Wanyun found that her popularity had increased and it was not conducive for her to return to work in the company.

    People in the Li family have always disliked Feng Jian, who was too strict, but on this matter, everyone seemed to be talking about her.  And the rumors in the market also have a very bad reputation for Wan Yun.

    "Isn't it over yet?"

    He Long ordered Feng Jian and Wan Yun to participate in more social activities.

    "Facts speak louder than words," she frowned, "So you and Xiao Feng Duo have been hanging out recently, going out to eat more often, and showing endless affection. Then let the reporters you know well take more photos, and why are you scribbling in the newspapers?  ."

    But privately, He Long did start to complain about Wanyun: "Are those reports true? Did you really wait for Zhou Yu in the restaurant all night? So, do you really remember the old relationship? I'm not telling you, you have to care about Feng Jian  Face, men pay great attention to these things¡ª¡ª"

    Wanyun just agreed.

    Feng Jian was waiting for Wanyun outside, feeling mixed in her heart.

    There are many reasons why Wanyun does not want to return to the Li family, and he can also give many positions and reasons for the decisions he has made.  Regret is out of the question, but the current situation is not what I expected.

    Obviously, according to your own values, he has always made every effort to avoid complexity, but the feeling of falling into the quagmire that is not exported is getting stronger.

    "You didn't tell your motherthe inside story?" Feng Jian couldn't help but ask.

    In fact, I also want to know not, otherwise He Xi knows the truth, and he can probably stab himself with a knife.

    Wanyun said nothing and handed the envelope in his hand to Feng Jian.

    He didn¡¯t answer.

    "What's this?"

    "Draft house sales contract."

    Feng Jian was stunned for a moment, then opened the envelope and checked it.

    "Do you want to sell the villa in the middle of the mountain?"

    "Mr. Feng is so short of money that he lives in a shabby house by himself. Now I live alone in a mansion, which is very regrettable. I simply sell it for cash. This way, Mr. Feng will have more spare money, and he will probably be better to the people around him."

    Feng Jian said nothing.

    The two people¡¯s usual roles seem to match each other.

    Wan Yun said lightly: "The contract I gave up at the beginning was very strict. Even if I return to the Li family, I can only be a high-level wage earner. I need to change my house to a smaller one. I can afford it." (Remember the website address.)  £ºwww.hlnovel.com
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