She was looking at him!
At this time, Luo Xiaoyi looked obviously fragile, but his eyes showed stubbornness and fearlessness.
Somehow, the raised hand fell down unconsciously. His face was still ugly, but his anger had subsided a little, "Luo Xiaoyi, I'll give you one more chance, do it or get out!"
"There is a certain limit to whether you want to refuse or welcome."
Leng Muchiao's slap did not fall on her, but threw the pillow off the bed. This was beyond her expectation. After all, he never suppressed his emotions.
The temperature in the palm of her hand was getting hotter and hotter. Luo Xiaoyi felt that maybe this was the baby encouraging her and giving her strength.
She took a deep breath and said to the man she loved deeply: "Leng Muxiao, let's get a divorce!"
Her heart hurt as if someone had dug it out with a knife. Her eyes were fixed on Leng Muxiao reluctantly. She knew that as long as she proposed divorce, Leng Muxiao would definitely agree.
Then there will be no intersection between them in the future.
This might be the last time she could see him so close.
Poof!
Leng Muchiao smiled.
"Divorce? You specifically asked grandma to call me over to talk about this? Luo Xiaoyi, what do you want this time?"
Grandma has asked him to stay with her for one week a month. Isn't this enough? What else does Luo Xiaoyi want to plot?
He had long known that this woman was greedy.
Leng Muxiao didn't believe that Luo Xiaoyi was really willing to divorce. The way she looked at her was not one that would lead to divorce.
"I admit that I asked grandma to call you here before."
"At that time, we couldn't see each other for half a year. I really missed you, but you wouldn't listen when I called you. I had no choice but to find my grandma."
Seeing Xiao Yi admit it, Leng Muchiao looked like he had known it for a long time, with a smug smile on his lips.
But when he heard what Luo Xiaoyi said next, his smile immediately collapsed.
"But this time I didn't know about it. I know you won't believe it. Then go directly to the Civil Affairs Bureau at eight o'clock tomorrow to divorce the marriage."
Cutting the knot quickly will prevent her from regretting it later.
Leng Muchiao was doubtful: "Are you really willing to divorce?"
Luo Xiaoyi nodded, "I even brought my household registration book."
"Then shall we go at eight o'clock tomorrow?"
Luo Xiaoyi stared at him with eyes that shone like stars, full of determination, just like her confession under the moonlight.
Leng Muchiao, I like you. From now on, I only have eyes for you and no one else. Don't reject me yet, I'm stuck with you anyway, think about it again.
He didn't refuse immediately at first, but now he didn't agree immediately either.
In fact, he felt very uncomfortable.
But I feel uncomfortable somewhere, but I can't tell.
It wasn't until he saw Luo Xiaoyi's expectant expression that he finally understood.
Why does everything go as she wants?
"My time is precious, and you don't deserve my time."
"Want a divorce? Just wait!"
Leng Muchiao seemed unwilling to stay with her for another second. He straightened his clothes and turned around to leave.
In the room, she even heard her grandma blaming Leng Muchiao.
How come everything tonight is completely different from what you imagined?
Didn't Leng Muxiao want a divorce for a long time? Now that she brought it up, shouldn't he be eager to agree?
Is he really so busy?
There were many questions in her mind. She tossed and turned and couldn't sleep well at night.
When she woke up the next day, her face was haggard. Grandma thought she was sad that Leng Muchiao left last night, so she coaxed her for a long time and promised that Leng Muchiao would accompany her next time.
Luo Xiaoyi knew very well that he would never have this opportunity again.
But she couldn't bear to go against her grandma's kindness. After all, her grandma had been really good to her over the years.
After leaving the old house, Luo Xiaoyi called Leng Muchiao's assistant Zhang Dong and inquired about Leng Muchiao's schedule.
She wanted to divorce her marriage as soon as possible, otherwise she would be discovered if she got pregnant in the future.
But Zhang Dong was as stubborn as ever, so Luo Xiaoyi could only hang up the phone in disappointment.
In the afternoon, her friend Ge Ling brought her good news. A producer had taken a liking to her script and wanted to make it into a TV series. He asked her to go out to dinner and chat slowly in the evening.
At eight o'clock in the evening, Luo Xiaoyi came to the place where Ge Lingfa came from. He looked up at the magnificent gate like a palace, and a trace of hesitation flashed in his heart.
King, the best entertainment club in the country, is also Leng Muchiao's favorite place.
She didn't want to meet Leng Muchiao, lest he think she was still entangled and misunderstood that her divorce was just a ploy.
She wanted to retain a little bit of face in his heart.
As if sensing her regret, Ge Ling immediately called.
"Xiao Yi, are you here? Director Zhang and Mr. Zhou are waiting for you. Come quickly, they want to talk about the script with you. Let me tell you, if the negotiation is successful this time, your script can be sold To a million.”
"one million?"
Luo Xiaoyi couldn't believe it. After all, she was just a newcomer without any works. Her work this time was still in the suspense genre. She thought she wouldn't be able to sell it for a lot of money.
"Yes, one million, why don't you come quickly..."
There were a lot of clinking glasses and calls for drinks from Ge Ling's side, and Luo Xiaoyi also heard Ge Ling's conversation with them from the other end of the phone.
"Xiao Yi is almost here. Let's drink and wait. Director Zhang, let's have another drink."
After a while, Ge Ling should have responded to Director Zhang's side, and continued: "We are in 4... What room number are we in?"
"4311."
"Yes, we are at 4311, come quickly."
Luo Xiaoyi could tell that Ge Ling drank a lot. She knew that Ge Ling was doing it for her, so she had to go this time, whether it was for money or for Ge Ling.
The waiter took her to 4311. As soon as she pushed the door, a strong force grabbed her wrist. A strange man smelling of alcohol held her in his arms and said with a smile: "They say the one who is late is the last one." Stunning, let me see what she looks like."
The man lowered his face, and the moment he saw Luo Xiaoyi's face clearly, his eyes flashed with surprise, "Fuck, the young lady here is actually so cool."
She knew she was being treated like a young lady.
Luo Xiaoyi struggled to explain: "You misunderstood, I am not."
She struggled and glanced around, wanting to ask Ge Ling for help.
However, after looking around, Ge Ling was not found, but Leng Muxiao was seen.
The man with a clear and noble face sat at the end of the sofa, lighting a cigarette in his hand, with an indifferent expression, and seemed not to be affected by the movement on her side. Zhong Jiayi, who was sitting next to him, lay in his arms with a sweet smile, handed him a glass of red wine, and then gave Luo Xiaoyi a proud look.
It was as if she was the winner.
Luo Xiaoyi didn't know if Leng Muxiao had seen her, but even if he had, he wouldn't have saved her.
