Qiqi, go watch TV for a while.Frost appeared between Mo Manyun's eyebrows and said in an orderly to his sister: Without my permission, I can't go up the second floor. Do you remember?After saying that, without waiting for her to answer, he stepped onto the stairs.
Mo Qi wanted to give some advice, but seeing that her sister had a bad face, she had to spit out her tongue and jumped to the sofa and turned on the TV. But after watching for a while, she felt uncomfortable all over, and her eyes glanced upstairs from time to time, but she didn't even make any noise.
It seemed like there was a stone blocking her chest, and she felt indescribable. Suddenly, Mo Qi tilted her head and muttered: This smelly uncle is actually quite good, although he is a little lustful, a little bragging, and a little narcissistic, but he is quite fond of this little beauty. If it weren't for her sister, we might be able to talk about it.
Mo Qi has to admit that if she didn’t have the relationship with her sister, she really liked this uncle. Since she was a child, her mother would only ask her to ask her for this and that if she couldn’t do it well, she would not be allowed to resist. Her father and sister spoiled her very much. As long as she wanted or wanted to do, she would try to satisfy her. But since she stumbled with He Yuan and became anxious, Mo Qi felt a little stimulating. That feeling was very comfortable and refreshing...
The so-called demolition of ten temples rather than one marriage, she remembered this sentence at this time.
Forget it.Mo Qi shook her cute little head hard and expelled her guilt: At worst, after you divorce, I will introduce you to a wife. By the way, don’t the stinky uncle still have a little lover? It seems that I don’t have to worry about it anymore.But no matter how much I think about it, Mo Qi still couldn't help but aim at the second floor.
Dongdongdongdong. He Yuan, who knocked on the door slowly, closed his eyes and rested, felt thinking. Could it be the little woman?
He snatched half of the cigarette butt into the ashtray and got up and opened the door. What caught his eye was Mo Manyun Hansha's little face. He didn't feel strange either. After closing the door with his backhand, the two of them looked at each other in the aisle.
The atmosphere was very strange, and He Yuan was the first to speak with some amusement: Is there something to ask me for?Well, I happened to have something to tell you, go to your room.
Mo Manyun didn't move, but moved his cold eyes to the closed door, with a thorn in his words: Is there anything shameful in the room or something shameful in it? Why? If you don't invite me in and sit down, just close the door first?In the second thought, there were scenes of He Yuan and his lover being in love. Mo Manyun felt bad. Giving gifts, you can be so good to your lover, but why can't you be nice to me? I'm afraid that as long as I have a little bit, I won't go on this path.
He Yuan was stunned. Before he could react, the little woman had already snorted coldly and opened the door opposite. Old He laughed silently and had to follow him, thinking that this was all right. I didn't offend you today, right?
There was only a couple left in the room. Surprisingly, there was another silence. The sunlight shone directly into the room, and the dull air made me feel irritated.
He Yuan looked out the window and broke the silence: Let's get a divorce.
What!Mo Manyun was shocked and heard what he wanted to say first from the other party.
He Yuan shrugged, and a little disappointed in his expression. However, he did not hide his loss at all. He really fell in love with her, so there was no need to hide anything: I called my mother just now and asked her and dad to come over tonight, and then we would have a showdown with the elderly. This unemotional marriage will hurt you too much. Don't worry, I know what you are worried about. I will explain to them that I have also thought about the reason, and just say that you found out that I have raised a girl outside, and it's all my fault, so that my mother won't blame you. Look, can you do this?
Mo Manyun didn't know what to say anymore, but after calming down, he analyzed it carefully...
Did he eavesdrop on what he and his sister said?
It was impossible, Qiqi's voice was very small, and she didn't notice any movement upstairs.
Then why did he divorce himself? Could it be...
Suddenly, Mo Manyun felt ache in his heart. So that's it. It was his little lover who interfered with it. In a blink of an eye, she understood everything. After divorced herself and married the vixen, she could only see and not eat it in front of him, but the fairy... there was something even more terrifying. This might be a trap. It's so good. He Yuan, why didn't I recognize your true face before!
The teeth were bitten and giggled, Mo Manyun stared at him and smiled coldly: I'm afraid the real purpose of getting married with your lover. Perhaps, from beginning to end, you set a trap. After you saved my mother, you learned from her that I was the mayor, and then planned this fake marriage with your lover, thus defrauding my family's property. Did I analyze it correctly, He Yuan?Mo Manyun's heart was cut at this time, and cold sweat was pouring on his forehead with fear. Fortunately, he discovered his conspiracy in time, and the consequences would be unimaginable.
oh?He Yuan's eyes lit up, and he looked at her with interest, and found out the loopholes out of the reporter's instinct: Then why did I divorce rashly before I cheated on your money? Isn't this a bit unreasonable?He Yuan's irritability was lost by the little woman's bizarre idea. He subconsciously touched his old face. Do I look so much like a villain?
No, right?
But this performance fell into Mo Manyun's eyes, but it further confirmed her thoughts. Her cold voice couldn't help but increase her cold voice: In a legal sense, the couple's common property must be divided equally after divorce, that is to say, half of this house is you, He Yuan Ah, when will you pretend to be?
He Yuan was puzzled: Half of this house was originally the Ah I bought. If I sold it, I would have lost a lot of money.
Mo Manyun slapped the table in anger: Humph, don’t think I don’t know. The money for the house was given to you by my mother. She was afraid that you would not be able to raise your head in front of me after marriage, so she paid it for you. He Yuan, don’t pretend to be garlic in front of me.
If it were someone else, Old He would definitely go up and beat him, but his beloved woman wronged him. Alas, he couldn't hate him even if he wanted to hate him.
However, they were about to divorce. I thought there was no need to explain anything, but after all, no one wanted to leave any stains in their lover's heart. Ignoring my wife, panting, He Yuan returned to his room with a wry smile while shaking his head. When he came back, he had an extra passbook and bill in his hand, and then handed the two things to her: Let's take a look.
The depressed old He lay on the bed, holding his head with his hands behind his back, looking bitter: The money for buying a house was transferred from this note to your card, and the other one was a transfer statement. The one million on it was right, of course, this didn't mean anything.He Yuan turned over and continued to explain: But there is a detailed record of this million yuan on the fold, which is deposited in a few years and days, and a few years and days. Except for the last one million transfer transaction, the previous one was recorded in tens of thousands a month, which lasted for several years. If my mother wanted to give me money, she wouldn't have planned this a few years ago. Haha, the passbook is also my name, so this million yuan is earned by myself. If I sell this house, it can only be considered a second-hand one. I am afraid that one million yuan will become 700,000 yuan if I return to my hands. So it doesn't need to say that I have cheated my marriage, and it's nothing.
He Yuan curled his lips. In recent years, he has only heard that reporters have transferred the wrong case and wronged others, but there are very few reporters who have been wronged. Today, I will catch up with this.
Mo Manyun obviously knew that he had wronged him, and his expression was a little unnatural, but then he thought that the reason why she wanted to divorce was the problem of the vixen. This emergencies were also temporarily captured. The mood of the original injustice suddenly changed. Mo Manyun snorted coldly and raised another key question with confidence: What's wrong with your little lover? This is not fake, right?
Mo Qi wanted to give some advice, but seeing that her sister had a bad face, she had to spit out her tongue and jumped to the sofa and turned on the TV. But after watching for a while, she felt uncomfortable all over, and her eyes glanced upstairs from time to time, but she didn't even make any noise.
It seemed like there was a stone blocking her chest, and she felt indescribable. Suddenly, Mo Qi tilted her head and muttered: This smelly uncle is actually quite good, although he is a little lustful, a little bragging, and a little narcissistic, but he is quite fond of this little beauty. If it weren't for her sister, we might be able to talk about it.
Mo Qi has to admit that if she didn’t have the relationship with her sister, she really liked this uncle. Since she was a child, her mother would only ask her to ask her for this and that if she couldn’t do it well, she would not be allowed to resist. Her father and sister spoiled her very much. As long as she wanted or wanted to do, she would try to satisfy her. But since she stumbled with He Yuan and became anxious, Mo Qi felt a little stimulating. That feeling was very comfortable and refreshing...
The so-called demolition of ten temples rather than one marriage, she remembered this sentence at this time.
Forget it.Mo Qi shook her cute little head hard and expelled her guilt: At worst, after you divorce, I will introduce you to a wife. By the way, don’t the stinky uncle still have a little lover? It seems that I don’t have to worry about it anymore.But no matter how much I think about it, Mo Qi still couldn't help but aim at the second floor.
Dongdongdongdong. He Yuan, who knocked on the door slowly, closed his eyes and rested, felt thinking. Could it be the little woman?
He snatched half of the cigarette butt into the ashtray and got up and opened the door. What caught his eye was Mo Manyun Hansha's little face. He didn't feel strange either. After closing the door with his backhand, the two of them looked at each other in the aisle.
The atmosphere was very strange, and He Yuan was the first to speak with some amusement: Is there something to ask me for?Well, I happened to have something to tell you, go to your room.
Mo Manyun didn't move, but moved his cold eyes to the closed door, with a thorn in his words: Is there anything shameful in the room or something shameful in it? Why? If you don't invite me in and sit down, just close the door first?In the second thought, there were scenes of He Yuan and his lover being in love. Mo Manyun felt bad. Giving gifts, you can be so good to your lover, but why can't you be nice to me? I'm afraid that as long as I have a little bit, I won't go on this path.
He Yuan was stunned. Before he could react, the little woman had already snorted coldly and opened the door opposite. Old He laughed silently and had to follow him, thinking that this was all right. I didn't offend you today, right?
There was only a couple left in the room. Surprisingly, there was another silence. The sunlight shone directly into the room, and the dull air made me feel irritated.
He Yuan looked out the window and broke the silence: Let's get a divorce.
What!Mo Manyun was shocked and heard what he wanted to say first from the other party.
He Yuan shrugged, and a little disappointed in his expression. However, he did not hide his loss at all. He really fell in love with her, so there was no need to hide anything: I called my mother just now and asked her and dad to come over tonight, and then we would have a showdown with the elderly. This unemotional marriage will hurt you too much. Don't worry, I know what you are worried about. I will explain to them that I have also thought about the reason, and just say that you found out that I have raised a girl outside, and it's all my fault, so that my mother won't blame you. Look, can you do this?
Mo Manyun didn't know what to say anymore, but after calming down, he analyzed it carefully...
Did he eavesdrop on what he and his sister said?
It was impossible, Qiqi's voice was very small, and she didn't notice any movement upstairs.
Then why did he divorce himself? Could it be...
Suddenly, Mo Manyun felt ache in his heart. So that's it. It was his little lover who interfered with it. In a blink of an eye, she understood everything. After divorced herself and married the vixen, she could only see and not eat it in front of him, but the fairy... there was something even more terrifying. This might be a trap. It's so good. He Yuan, why didn't I recognize your true face before!
The teeth were bitten and giggled, Mo Manyun stared at him and smiled coldly: I'm afraid the real purpose of getting married with your lover. Perhaps, from beginning to end, you set a trap. After you saved my mother, you learned from her that I was the mayor, and then planned this fake marriage with your lover, thus defrauding my family's property. Did I analyze it correctly, He Yuan?Mo Manyun's heart was cut at this time, and cold sweat was pouring on his forehead with fear. Fortunately, he discovered his conspiracy in time, and the consequences would be unimaginable.
oh?He Yuan's eyes lit up, and he looked at her with interest, and found out the loopholes out of the reporter's instinct: Then why did I divorce rashly before I cheated on your money? Isn't this a bit unreasonable?He Yuan's irritability was lost by the little woman's bizarre idea. He subconsciously touched his old face. Do I look so much like a villain?
No, right?
But this performance fell into Mo Manyun's eyes, but it further confirmed her thoughts. Her cold voice couldn't help but increase her cold voice: In a legal sense, the couple's common property must be divided equally after divorce, that is to say, half of this house is you, He Yuan Ah, when will you pretend to be?
He Yuan was puzzled: Half of this house was originally the Ah I bought. If I sold it, I would have lost a lot of money.
Mo Manyun slapped the table in anger: Humph, don’t think I don’t know. The money for the house was given to you by my mother. She was afraid that you would not be able to raise your head in front of me after marriage, so she paid it for you. He Yuan, don’t pretend to be garlic in front of me.
If it were someone else, Old He would definitely go up and beat him, but his beloved woman wronged him. Alas, he couldn't hate him even if he wanted to hate him.
However, they were about to divorce. I thought there was no need to explain anything, but after all, no one wanted to leave any stains in their lover's heart. Ignoring my wife, panting, He Yuan returned to his room with a wry smile while shaking his head. When he came back, he had an extra passbook and bill in his hand, and then handed the two things to her: Let's take a look.
The depressed old He lay on the bed, holding his head with his hands behind his back, looking bitter: The money for buying a house was transferred from this note to your card, and the other one was a transfer statement. The one million on it was right, of course, this didn't mean anything.He Yuan turned over and continued to explain: But there is a detailed record of this million yuan on the fold, which is deposited in a few years and days, and a few years and days. Except for the last one million transfer transaction, the previous one was recorded in tens of thousands a month, which lasted for several years. If my mother wanted to give me money, she wouldn't have planned this a few years ago. Haha, the passbook is also my name, so this million yuan is earned by myself. If I sell this house, it can only be considered a second-hand one. I am afraid that one million yuan will become 700,000 yuan if I return to my hands. So it doesn't need to say that I have cheated my marriage, and it's nothing.
He Yuan curled his lips. In recent years, he has only heard that reporters have transferred the wrong case and wronged others, but there are very few reporters who have been wronged. Today, I will catch up with this.
Mo Manyun obviously knew that he had wronged him, and his expression was a little unnatural, but then he thought that the reason why she wanted to divorce was the problem of the vixen. This emergencies were also temporarily captured. The mood of the original injustice suddenly changed. Mo Manyun snorted coldly and raised another key question with confidence: What's wrong with your little lover? This is not fake, right?
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