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Chapter 3 You give up Mrs. Tang's position

Back at Tang's house at night, the whole villa was pitch-black.

Although the Tang family is not covering the sky with one hand in Mucheng now, it is still one of the best big families. However, now that Song Yan came back, he couldn't even see a single person.

She knew that Tang's mother, Luo Peiru, was accompanying Wen Jiaqi in the hospital at this time. Not only Luo Peiru was there, but even the servants of the Tang family were arranged to take care of Wen Jiaqi.

In a word, Wen Jiaqi is everyone's treasure, the object of careful care; but she is like a lonely ghost forgotten by everyone, even when she returns home, she is desolate.

The lights were not turned on in the house, maybe he was not even in the mood to turn on the lights now, after Song Yan entered the house, he went straight to the upstairs room.

However, as soon as he reached the stairs, there was a "click" from the sofa in the living room, and the sound of a lighter.

She turned her head slowly, only to see a flickering fire in the sofa in the living room, and the slight sound of a man smoking.

That was Tang Munian, she knew it.

Unexpectedly, it turned out that he was at home.

Song Yan stopped and wrapped his fingers around the handrail of the stairs, but he didn't speak, but Tang Munian spoke first.

He said, "As you can see, she is pregnant with my child. Do you want an explanation now?"

His voice was slightly cold, slightly cold, always indescribably cold in the dark night.

Song Yan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her hand holding the escalator tightened bit by bit. Her heart is not made of stone, so it is impossible for her to have no emotions about today's incident.

Everyone knew that her husband had a child with a woman outside him, but she was the last to know, so why didn't she want an explanation?
But now, hearing his indifferent voice, he suddenly felt that explanations became unnecessary.

"No need." She said calmly, "I'll go back to my room to rest first."

"Alright." After putting out the cigarette butt, Tang Munian stood up from the sofa, stuffed his hands into his trouser pockets, and said coldly, "I don't think there's anything to explain, I'll have the lawyer prepare the divorce agreement , I will let you know when the time comes."

"Divorce?" Song Yan was taken aback.

"Yes, divorce." Looking at her, although Tang Munian could roughly see her figure through the darkness, he couldn't see her hurt expression at this time, "This is the end of the matter, this kind of dispensable It's time to end the marriage relationship, you give up Mrs. Tang's position."

"Then she was admitted into the Tang family as a matter of course?" Perhaps this result had been expected, but she didn't expect it to come so quickly, and it was a bit difficult to accept for a while.

Tang Munian's dark eyes became darker and deeper in the night, his thin lips parted slightly, with a touch of contempt, "Whether she will be admitted to the Tang family has nothing to do with you, you just need to sign the divorce agreement That's it."

Calmly, she took a deep breath, exhaled the accumulation accumulated in her chest, and she slowly replied, "Okay."

Her answer made Tang Munian stunned.

This wasn't quite like the Song Yan he knew. Although she knew that he had other women outside, she chose to keep silent all the time, pretending to be okay and not making noise.

This time, her decisiveness really surprised him.

A look of disbelief flashed in his eyes, but soon, he concealed his shock, and asked flatly, "Divorce, what do you want?"

(End of this chapter)