Chapter 2 It’s not my turn as the ex-wife
This day finally arrived, but Yun Lanyue felt reluctant to leave.
She looked up at him, her eyes misty, her red lips opening and closing, and finally uttered, "Do you really want to divorce me?"
The man stood beside the bed, his handsome face expressionless, just looking at her coldly.
"Mrs. Mo won't be you, but if you really want to stay with me, I can reserve a position as your underground lover."
He curled the corners of his mouth slightly, and there was a hint of teasing in his indifferent eyes.
The two of them were surprisingly compatible in bed, and he didn't mind supporting her if she was willing.
This sentence was like a thunderclap, hitting Yun Lanyue's head hard, and everything she had deliberately ignored became clear before her eyes.
Their first love affair was an accident. Under the influence of alcohol, they spent the whole night together.
After sobering up, he angrily wanted to kill her.
She remembered that his red eyes contained self-blame and regret.
Because of Grandpa Mo, he didn't do anything, but later on in their love affairs, he treated her in different ways in bed.
The two did not live together. Mo Chenyan moved out early after he woke up. She lived alone in the villa, hoping that he would come to see her.
And every time I look for her, there is nothing else except doing that thing.
What is the difference between this way of getting along and being a kept lover?
After all, in the Mo family, except for Grandpa Mo who recognized her identity, no one else recognized her as Mrs. Mo.
Yun Lanyue only felt a nameless anger rushing to her head, her rationality and clarity were thrown away, leaving only the most primitive emotions.
"Haha, there are so many people who want to be Mr. Mo's lover that they can just circle around Beijing. I'm afraid it won't be my turn as his ex-wife."
Mo Chenyan lowered his eyes to look at her. The woman's face was bright, her eyes were red, and her red lips were slightly raised in a mocking smile.
He admitted that Yun Lanyue was a qualified wife. Although he rarely came here, he was treated the best every time he came.
The woman held him in her arms as if he were a treasure, and all his negative emotions could be released here.
It’s a pity that there are so many women.
There is only one Yun Lanyue. Even without her, there is still Rourou and other women.
"If you think so, I can't help it. Take a look at the divorce compensation and sign it quickly if you agree."
Mo Chenyan turned the watch on his wrist. It was 9:10 in the evening and it was time for him to leave.
Yun Lanyue felt a pang of heartache and followed the man's words to turn to the divorce compensation.
Thirty million in assets, a car and two houses, what a generous divorce compensation.
Seeing the woman's shocked expression, Mo Chenyan's cold eyes showed sarcasm.
Sure enough, the greed for money that is ingrained in his bones cannot be concealed.
"If you think it's not enough, tell me and I'll think about giving you some more."
After all, the woman's care for him over the past two years was very much to his liking, so spending this little money was just a small expense.
"That's enough."
Yun Lanyue picked up the pen and turned to the end of the agreement. In another column there, Mo Chenyan had already signed his name.
The brush strokes are sharp and vigorous like pine trees.
She signed her name at the end of the document, stroke by stroke.
As the last stroke was made, all the strength in her body seemed to be drained away. She closed her eyes and a tear fell.
After three years of dreaming, it’s time to wake up.
Mo Chenyan raised his eyes and saw the tear in the corner of the woman's eye. For some reason, he felt very annoyed.
Shouldn't he be happy that he got the divorce agreement as promised?
He frowned, clicked his tongue impatiently, and a hint of world-weariness appeared in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.
"See you at the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow morning at nine o'clock."
The man picked up a divorce agreement with his slender fingers and turned away without hesitation, leaving her with a ruthless back.
Yun Lanyue was the only one left in the room. She curled up, hugged her knees with her hands, and cried bitterly.
As the last tear fell, the last trace of emotion in her heart about Mo Chenyan was buried by her.
The three years were up, and she no longer had to grieve over someone who didn't love her.
The next morning at 8:50, Mo Chenyan had already arrived at the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau.
In the extended Lincoln parked on the roadside in front of the Civil Affairs Bureau, Mo Chenyan sat in the back seat, looking down at the emails on his computer.
The man looked gloomy and his emotions were indistinguishable.
Chief Assistant Lin Ze sat in the passenger seat, secretly glancing at the man in the back seat out of the corner of his eye, his heart filled with disbelief.
When he received a call from President Mo this morning, he was so shocked that he sat up in bed.
President Mo and his wife are going to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a divorce today?!
He has been with Mr. Mo since he was twelve years old, and it has been more than ten years now.
After Mr. Mo had a car accident, Mr. Mo found a wife for Mr. Mo, who had become a vegetable.
He originally thought that President Mo would never wake up, and he even felt sympathy for the new wife.
Unexpectedly, after President Mo woke up, he did not divorce his new wife immediately, and he lived in peace with his wife for so many years.
On this sudden day, he filed for divorce.
The wife was the one that the old man forced Mr. Mo to marry, and now they are getting divorced. What about the old man?
"What time is it?"
A cold voice interrupted Lin Ze's thoughts. He glanced at his phone, "8:55, Mr. Mo, we've been here for 20 minutes."
The car was quiet, with only the faint breathing sounds of the two people.
Lin Ze couldn't help but ask, "Boss Mo, have you informed the old man?"
Mo Chenyan lowered his eyes. The old man liked Yun Lanyue very much. If he knew that they were divorced, he would definitely be very angry.
This is also the reason why he chose to act first and report later.
Lin Ze had an idea in his mind. The man's brows were furrowed, and with the sudden drop in air pressure in the car, it was clear that President Mo was acting according to his temper.
No one can change his decision except Mr. Mo.
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