The Divorce Is Invalid

An siyao was held by luoningxiang. In the eyes of the public, this pair of Bi people came slowly.

Luo Ningxiang, the most favored eldest lady of the Luo family, now holds a man as dazzling as her brother Luo Juntian, smiling with incomparable sweetness and pride. It seems that she is showing off her success to everyone. Both brother and sister have inherited their mother's noble blood and have European style exquisite five official features. Luo Juntian has black hair and blue eyes, while Luo Ningxiang has blond hair and black eyes, Today, she rolled up her blonde hair loosely, with a tall and frivolous figure like a Barbie doll, and wore a lavender dress with a noble taste like a goddess.

"Sister-in-law" luoningxiang saw Tang Wenyang, flew to her like a butterfly, and gave her a hug.

"Ning Xiang, I haven't seen you for a year, and you've become beautiful again." Tang Nuanyang smiled. With such a hug, her eyes could finally move away.

However, an siyao has stopped in front of her and stood with Luo Juntian. They are quite tall, equally handsome and have the same aura.

"Sister in law, let me introduce to you. This is my boyfriend an siyao. We are engaged next month." Luo Ningxiang offered treasure. He took an siyao's hand and brought him to Tang Nuanyang.

After 14 years of absence, this is the first time to stand face to face.

Luo Juntian stood there and smiled at Tang Nuanyang with a gloomy smile. "Wife, don't you say hello to our future brother-in-law?"

Tang Nuanyang calmly stretched out his hand and said, "Hello, Mr. an!"

"Hello!" an siyao smiled quietly, as steady as Mount Tai, his eyes were like a mirror, and there were no waves at all.

Palm to palm contact, staggered and separated for a few seconds.

Some things, for a long time, have nothing to do with love, but that beautiful memory, so bright and warm in the memory, is today's things and people, which refutes her heartbeat.

Tang Nuanyang finally knew that there were only memories left of him.

Luo Juntian looked at the hands they held together. His cold eyes coagulated with cold ice. His cruel voice revealed the inherent dignity of people who came from high places. He blew up the "meeting" in such a large venue

His body passed by Tang Nuanyang in a vigorous and resolute manner. I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. He brushed past and hit her shoulder. With a huge impact, he hit her straight back and fell to the ground.

But his steps didn't stop at all, and he didn't even look at her.

The face of the Luo family was filled with schadenfreude. Luo Ningxiang just took a bite of the sweetness called by a sister-in-law, but now he is indifferent, and the employees know that they can't intervene.

"Warm yang, are you okay?" only Luo Yunfan dared to come forward and squatted down to help her up.

"Thank you, fourth uncle" Tang Nuanyang stood firm, smiled gratefully at him, pulled his business clothes and turned away as if nothing had happened. He was so embarrassed in front of that man.

Behind her, a pair of starlike eyes slowly changed from plain to blazing.

An siyao sneered at her in the bottom of her heart. She was greedy for fame and wealth. It turned out that she lived such a life. Although it was bright, it was also humble.

At the beginning of the meeting, Luo Juntian sat in the middle and listened to the performance report of each branch to the president in the past year. Tang Wenyang sat upright for nearly four hours.

The meeting is coming to an end, the sky is dark, and the grand party is about to begin.

Tang Nuanyang didn't hate this kind of party. Anyway, she's used to being numb, but she's really a little tired today. She's tired both physically and mentally.

After the show, hundreds of people left in turn. Tang Nuanyang walked in reverse to Luo Juntian. He was surrounded by the Luo family. The expressions on these faces are inherent and invincible.

She also saw ansyao sitting on the side.

"President, I'm not feeling well, so I won't attend the party at night." Tang Nuanyang opened his mouth slowly, and his tone of voice was entirely the attitude of his subordinates to their superiors.