No matter how fierce I will cry for you

Chapter 409 Divorce Agreement
"Let's get married." Young Master Zhou said straightforwardly, "A marriage relationship will appear more reliable to outsiders than any cooperation. If you want to achieve your desired goal, this is the only way."

Master Zhou paused and said, "Of course, if Xiaoxi is still alive, she would definitely want you to be happy, instead of putting yourself in a difficult position just to avenge her."

"You don't need to provoke me." Miss Qiao II exposed Mr. Zhou's thoughts, "Don't forget, I am a married woman now. If you really marry me, your reputation will be gone."

"In the face of absolute strength, how much is reputation worth? Moreover, who can tell about emotional matters?" Young Master Zhou leaned forward, as if to announce some important news. "Shao Rongqian has already sent the divorce agreement. You only need to sign it, and you two will no longer be related."

He said this solemnly, his eyes seemed to be burning with fire, full of inquiry.

Miss Qiao Er also looked at him. Her eyes changed from disbelief at first, to gradually dimming, and finally she seemed to have made a decision. In those few short seconds, it was as if she had experienced all her youth.

"What did you say to him?" Miss Qiao pretended to be relieved.

No one knew that her heart was crying at this moment, and she wanted to find a corner where no one was and cry her heart out.

But Miss Zhao had the deep hatred of two lives lost and one corpse right in front of her. How could she have the right to be weak and shed tears?

"Think it over carefully. If you really marry me, you will be standing on the opposite side of Shao Rongqian, and confrontation is inevitable in the future." Mr. Zhou answered the question irrelevantly.

The meaning is very clear. Miss Qiao is not even qualified to turn a blind eye. She will have to face Shao Rongqian many times in the future.

We are all in the same circle, how could we never see each other again in our lifetime?

"I'm tired." Miss Qiao leaned back on the sofa and closed her eyes.

After all, he didn't give Mr. Zhou the answer he wanted. The winter in Northern Europe is not warm. Although it is not as cold as that in Beijing, it is cold enough to penetrate the bone marrow, chilling people from the bottom of their hearts to their skin.

For three whole days, Miss Qiao stayed on the sofa on the second-floor balcony, looking outside with a look of eagerness.

She was originally thin, and now she became even thinner. Mr. Zhou felt that he could hold her in his arms with just one arm. In fact, he really wanted to hold her in his arms.

He could understand how a man like Shao Rongqian could be so "deep in the mud" for her, and now he was not much less trapped than Shao Rongqian.

"I heard from the maid that you haven't eaten much." Zhou Zhao squatted on the sofa and asked her softly.

Miss Qiao Er was still looking out the window, as if she was expecting someone to come. She glanced at the time on the wall, and it seemed that the waiting time had passed. She said, "Bring the divorce agreement here."

Zhou Zhao was startled, with a look of distress in his eyes: "That's not urgent."

"You have to sign it sooner or later. There's no point in dragging it out," she said.

She did not ask Mr. Zhou again how he convinced Mr. Shao, nor did she ask why Mr. Shao let her go abroad. It was not that she did not want to ask, but she did not dare to ask.

Since it is something that has to be done, what good does it matter if you know more?

The black signing pen fell on the paper with a rustling sound. The three words "Qiao Mengyu" were written very quickly, but the last stroke fell on Miss Qiao Er's heart, as if it would take a lifetime to complete.