a sigh of relief. 。The staff member waved his hand and said to the two people who weren't very polite, "Come on, we have several other colleagues looking for you." 。"My foot is twisted"Su Han bit her...For some reason, when he heard their introduction, Lin Jinran felt a strange sensation wash over him.

The male lawyer also smiled and introduced himself, "We are here today to assist Mr. Fu and you with the division of assets and drafting an agreement."

A bitter and sour feeling welled up in her heart. Was Fu Mo Han so eager, afraid she would take his property

He found a lawyer so quickly and started drafting the agreement. His eyes turned to the cold man sitting on the bed, Lin Jinran felt his throat dry, and his voice was abnormally hoarse, "I'll leave with nothing."

Her words left the two staff members with expressions of surprise and bewilderment in their eyes. After all, marrying into the Fu Group meant that even if they ended up divorced, they could still receive a substantial sum of money and ensure a comfortable life for the rest of their days. It was surprising that she would choose to leave with nothing at all.

Lin Jinran pretended not to see the two people's curious glances and repeated, "I didn't bring anything when I came, and I won't take anything when I leave."

Throughout the whole process, Fu Mo Han sat silently on the bed, his black eyes fixated on Lin Jin Ran. Hearing what Lin Jin Ran said, he calmly replied, “Draft an agreement.”

The two staff members, without further ado, quickly drafted the relevant agreement and presented it to Lin Jinyan along with a pen. "Madam, please take a look. If there are no issues, you can sign it."

Having received the pen and agreement, Lin Jinran couldn't read a single word. Her fingers trembled as she wrote, her strokes far from their usual neatness. She signed her name.

The staff member retrieved the agreement and handed it all to Fu Mo Han, who signed his name almost without hesitation.

Is he really afraid she will take his possessions

Lin Jinran looked at the man before him. His face was familiarly cold and aloof, yet strangely unfamiliar as if he were a stranger.

Several months, like smoke and fleeting clouds, have passed before my eyes. Arguments, compromises, heartache, pain, suffering, loss—all the bits and pieces gradually faded away at this very moment.

They, now merely bound by a divorce certificate, were both trembling inexplicably. She couldn't stay any longer; otherwise, she would surely cry in front of him.

Lin Jin dyed his eyes red, gritting his teeth to hold back the tears welling up in his eye sockets. He choked out, "I'm leaving."

Every word sank deep into Lin Jinran's heart, a searing and agonizing pain.

Fu Mo Han didn't respond, silently stood up, picked up the black suit from the hanger, walked to Lin Jin Ran's face, and spread it over her shoulders, "You're wearing too little, put this on first."

The familiar scent filled his nostrils, and Lin Jinran felt a sour ache in his nose. Tears welled up in his eyes, but he fought hard to hold them back. "Okay, thank you," he said, forcing a smile. "I won't return the suit. I think Mr. Fu wouldn't mind, either."

She gazed up at him, her eyes filled with deep affection, wanting to etch his image into her mind forever.

"Mo Han" A crisp voice, the sound of high heels tapping on the ground approaching, a slender figure stood beside Fu Mo Han.

It turned out to be Lin Ruochu who was wearing makeup.

Her hand naturally hooked onto Fu Mochen's arm, standing intimately beside him. Her gaze turned to Lin Jinyan, and when she saw that Lin Jinyan was wearing Fu Mochen's suit, a slight displeasure flashed across her face, but she still smiled gracefully, "Sister is here."

Lin Jinran knew that she couldn't stay any longer if she didn't leave, "I have something to do, I'll be going now."

Without a word, she ignored them, went around Fu Mo Han's tall figure, and strode towards the door.

Behind him was Lin Ruochu's voice, coquettishly like, "Mo Han ge, what is she doing again"

As she reached the front door, she heard a man's cold voice speaking, but as the door closed, she heard nothing more.anding Ye Xiao.The night owl received the towel, wiping the long fingers stained with blood expressionlessly. His cold eyes looked mercilessly at the obese man lying on the ground, covered in blood an...