The chief favors one wife and two treasures

Chapter 131 We are here for divorce today

Yang Zichen, who was standing by the bed, suddenly turned cold.

After Wei Lan finished muttering, she felt something was wrong in her sleep, she opened her eyes suddenly, and was startled when she saw the strange face standing by the bed.

Looking at Yang Zichen's face, he was stunned for two seconds before he came back to his senses: "Special Assistant Yang..."

As soon as he heard her voice, the anger in his heart subsided a lot, "The company asked you to ask for leave, so go to sleep if you haven't slept enough."

Wei Lan reacted for a few seconds before sorting out the ins and outs, and looked up at the clock on the wall, it was already ten o'clock.

She still has to go through divorce procedures with Jing Zan!
Wei Lan lifted the quilt and said, "That Assistant Yang, go get busy, I'll leave later, and I will lock the door for you."

Yang Zichen looked at her loose towel, rolled his Adam's apple, and said in a serious voice, "I'm on vacation today."

"On vacation?" Wei Lan murmured, and then realized that she was wearing a bathrobe, and hurriedly pinched the neckline, feeling extremely embarrassed, "Well... I'll go and change my clothes first."

Yang Zichen looked away, "Well, there is a set in the toilet, you can wear it." He said and walked out the door, "Come down for breakfast after changing."

Wei Lan walked into the bathroom only to realize that she was wearing pajamas last night.

You can see the paper bag on the stage, the clothes must have just been bought, or belonged to Special Assistant Yang's girlfriend?No, it seems that Tezhu Yang has no girlfriend.

The feeling that Tezhu Yang gave her was that she was deeply hurt by love and didn't dare to love anymore, so this dress should belong to his ex-girlfriend, right?
Taking a look at the clothes, Wei Lan realized that she was thinking too much. There was a tag on the clothes, which was obviously new.

From underwear to warm padded jackets, everything is well prepared.

Such a meticulous person, no wonder Shen Hanxiu takes him everywhere he goes.

After changing the clothes, I looked in the mirror and found that they fit unexpectedly, but the size of the [inner] and [clothes] was a bit inappropriate, so let's just settle for it.

If he bought just the right one, she might still feel horrible.

After changing his clothes, he came out and looked at the clock on the wall.

Her first marriage came unexpectedly, and she left unexpectedly. Now thinking about it, it feels absurd.

He took a deep breath, tidied his clothes, turned and walked out of the room.

Downstairs, Yang Zichen was sitting at the coffee table in the living room and reading the newspaper. Wei Lan glanced at it secretly. I have to say that Special Assistant Yang is still very eye-catching, with 360 degrees and no dead ends. Yes, Jingzan is a lesson.

"Assistant Yang, I'm leaving first..."

Yang Zichen took off the glasses on the bridge of his nose and put down the newspaper: "Where are you going? Let me see you off. It's not easy to take a taxi here."

After Wei Lan thought about it, it was one thing that it was difficult to take a taxi, and more importantly, she had no money with her, so she had no choice but to accept: "Then thank you, Special Assistant Yang."

"Come over and have some breakfast."

Wei Lan was anxious, but she was really hungry, so she was not polite.

The way she eats is not delicate, but when she is hungry and anxious, she is even more rude.

He took a big bite of half of the sandwich, only to find that Yang Zichen on the opposite side took a sip of milk slowly. In front of a man, Wei Lan, a woman, suddenly felt that she was too reckless, so she had to slow down her chewing movements.

When no one spoke, the atmosphere became awkward. After eating the sandwich and taking a sip of milk, Wei Lan broke the awkwardness: "Tezhu Yang, did you do all of this?"

Yang Zichen froze for half a second before nodding, and said softly, "Yes."

Wei Lan praised without hesitation: "It's delicious! I can't even cook."

Yang Zichen was so happy that he died, his expression was still paralyzed, as if he was used to being praised, no matter how nice it was, he was not interested.

Seeing that he seemed unwilling to speak, Wei Lan didn't know what to say, she drank from the milk cup awkwardly, waiting for him to finish eating.

"That's right." He suddenly said, Wei Lan looked up at him and asked puzzledly, "What's wrong?"

Yang Zichen was silent before saying: "Don't call me 'Special Assistant Yang' when you leave the company, call me...all my friends call me Achen."

In fact, no one called him that. The name Ah Chen made him feel a little disgusted, but he liked hearing her call him that.

Still unable to change all of a sudden, Wei Lan couldn't yell out, so she had to say "Oh" to show that she could hear it.

Then there was silence again.

Five minutes later, he picked up a tissue, wiped his mouth gracefully, and stood up. Wei Lan thought he was about to leave, so she immediately got up to follow, but found that he went straight to the toilet.

Standing in the living room and breathing a sigh of relief, I just feel that getting along with Yang Tezhu is quite depressing, that feeling is like getting along with the strict and quiet head teacher when I was in school.

Two minutes later, he came out, "Help me get the car keys on the coffee table."

"Oh." Wei Lan immediately turned around and walked to the living room, but the man with his back to her, turned around to look at her back, and heaved a sigh of relief.

It was the first time he was in the same room with a woman, and he felt more nervous than the first time he went to meet a client to discuss a contract.

Not knowing what to say and what to do.

Hearing her footsteps approaching, Yang Zichen immediately turned his back, pretending to have just walked out of the room, took the key she handed over and said, "Let's go."

Such a well-behaved girl, who doesn't know how to cherish, is really a loss.

But he had to thank the man for being blind.

Seeing her fasten her seat belt, Yang Zichen started the car, looked ahead, and asked calmly, "Where are you going?"

"Take me home first."

She had to go back to get her documents, and she didn't know if Jing Zan had gone to the Civil Affairs Bureau.

The car arrived smoothly, and Wei Lan really felt that it was too much trouble for him, so she said: "Tezhu Yang, you first..."

Yang Zichen interrupted her in a serious manner: "It's called Ah Chen, just be more casual when you're out of the company, don't be so restrained."

"Ah..." Wei Lan really felt that it was difficult to say so intimately, so she simply omitted the address and said, "Go and do your work first, I'll just take a taxi and go there later."

"It's okay, anyway, I'm free today, you go up and get it, I just have to go over there to do something."

Hearing what he said, Wei Lan didn't shirk anymore, turned around and ran upstairs, not wanting to keep him waiting for too long.

Yang Zichen looked at the back of her running away, and there was a smile in his eyes, even if it was very shallow.

Wei Lan went upstairs, thankful that she usually had a bad memory and always forgot to take the key when she went out. After opening the lock a few times, she got used to putting a key on the fire hydrant as a backup when she forgot to bring the key.

It came in handy today.

I don't know if Jingzan is still at home, but he seldom stays here, and I'm afraid he left early last night.

Opening the door, there were no shoes beside the door. She bought him a pair of men's slippers, and she left.

Wei Lan entered the house with peace of mind, took out her ID from the bedroom drawer, put her bag on her back and went out.

When I got to the elevator, I took out my phone and looked at it. There were several missed calls on it. Jingzan called. The first call was not long after she left last night.

The other calls were all made after eight o'clock in the morning.

There are also a few text messages, basically asking where she is, saying that he will go to Zheng Shiwan to make it clear that he will not divorce...

If these words were put in the past, she might be moved.

But now, she can no longer find that kind of heartbeat.

After thinking about it, I sent him a reply: I will wait for you at the Civil Affairs Bureau.

This sentence alone looks very touching, but they are going to divorce, not to get married...

As soon as the text message passed, Jingzan called and said in an anxious tone like never before: "Lanlan! Where are you?"

"I'll be right there." It was the first time she spoke to a person in such an indifferent tone, and it was still a person she had loved.

"Lanlan, listen to me, I..."

Wei Lan didn't want to hear any more, so she immediately cut off the phone.

It feels like he is no longer the senior she knew, no longer clean, no longer sunny, no longer dedicated...

The more I listened to him, the worse my impression of him became.

If it wasn't for the thought of meeting Yang Zichen later, tears would come out of his eyes again.

After getting into the car, Yang Zichen just drove quietly.

From what happened last night to now, he hasn't asked about her personal affairs.

I didn't ask her what happened last night and why she went to the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Wei Lan was glad that he didn't ask questions, if he asked more questions, she would come one by one, and would ruthlessly tear open her scabbed scars.

She thought it was Yang Zichen's understanding, but she didn't know that this man knew everything a long time ago, but he pretended he didn't know anything.

The car drove to the gate of the Civil Affairs Bureau, and saw Jingzan standing on the side of the road through the car window, Wei Lan pursed her lips, forgot to even thank her, pushed the car door and walked over.

Yang Zichen got out of the car, and saw Jing Zan stepping forward to hold Wei Lan in his arms, and asked nervously, "Where did you go last night?! I've been looking for you all night, do you know?"

Looking at Jingzan's hands holding Wei Lan, Yang Zichen frowned, wishing he could step forward and break them!

"Senior... If you were like this earlier, things might not be so bad."

Even if he hadn't really broken up with Zheng Shiwan when he married her, after marriage, he shouldn't be wandering between the two women anymore. If he had made the decision earlier, she might not blame him.

Jingzan let go of her, looked at the disappointment in her eyes, and worried, and said seriously: "Let's go and clarify with Wanwan later, how about we hold the wedding this month?"

"Senior... We are here for a divorce today."

Hearing that Wei Lan insisted on getting a divorce, Jing Zan lost his temper, and then noticed the car that Wei Lan had just got off, and the handsome man standing next to him, suddenly thought of something, and asked with a self-deprecating smile: "Lin Weilan, why do you insist on getting a divorce? ?”

Wei Lan only felt that his anger was inexplicable, "Because I don't want to share my husband with other women! Senior, I feel that I have no shame in this marriage. I thought about managing it well, but it's really hard for me alone. .”

When she said this, what she got in return was not Jingzan's sympathy, but his indiscriminate questioning: "You have a clear conscience?!" He pointed at Yang Zichen and yelled at Wei Lan: "Then tell me who this man is?! Last night You can’t wait to sleep with him when you run out, right? I didn’t touch you and you felt [lonely][lonely]?! I didn’t expect you to be like this..."

Before the words fell flat, the hand he pointed at Yang Zichen was pinched by another slender hand...

(End of this chapter)