In City A in 2010
At the Flourishing Age Villa.
Han Junyao trembled and held the pen in her hand, unwilling to write for a long time.
Did that woman come back in four years?
"You still have ten seconds!" A cold and deep voice sounded in the empty room. The voice was as pleasant as a cello, but as ruthless as the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves.
Taking a deep breath, Han Junyao looked up and saw Duan Yun'an's handsome face in front of her.
Duan Yun'an had a square square square square face, a tall nose, a full forehead, a pair of deep black eyes, and emotional thin lips.
Some people said that the man with thin lips was ruthless.
Today, she finally saw that the four years of husband-and-wife relationship could not compare with the phone number of a ex-girlfriend.
His heart seemed to be torn apart.
Looking at the word "divorce agreement" in front of her, Han Junyao only felt that her eyes were stung.
Lying on the ground, she dropped the pen and kept breathing, trying to keep her voice calm. "Is there only an agreement between us?"
"You've been gone for five seconds!" The voice was still cold.
It was obviously the weather in June, but Han Junyao felt as if she had been thrown into an ice cellar.
She lowered her head and inserted her white fingers into her hair. After scratching it a few times, she looked up and saw that her hair was in a mess. She took a deep breath and asked, "Is she back?"
"Well, it's a call from this afternoon," Duan Yun'an said flatly.
When he said this, Han Junyao immediately noticed his unique tenderness when he mentioned that woman.
Han Junyao couldn't help but feel sad. "So, you can't wait to divorce me? You don't even want to spend the night with me?"
It had been four years, and she thought that they could continue to live on.
But it still couldn't resist the woman's call.
"That's right. There will always be a time limit for the contract marriage. Isn't it destined four years ago?"
"Now, why are you still here? Do you need it?"
Duan Yun'an's cold eyes swept over Han Junyao. " sign it as soon as possible. If you have any requests, just tell me. I will satisfy you."
These words made Han Junyao feel very uncomfortable. After being stunned for a long time, she finally picked up the signature pen in her hand and wrote her name on the signature.
What she disliked most was Duan Yun'an's self-righteous, overbearing, and condescending attitude.
With a snap, she put down the pen. "I signed it. Are you satisfied?"
For some reason, when he saw the name "Han Junyao", Duan Yun'an's feelings were very complicated. It seemed that he was reluctant to part with her.
Impossible!
He decisively rejected it!
"Make a request."
"Duan Yun'an, I'm telling you, I don't want the car, the house, the ticket, and the ex-husband. I hope we won't contact each other in the future!"
This sentence came out of Han Junyao's mouth as if it were made of steel, and it was loud and clear.
By the time Duan Yun'an came to his senses, Han Junyao had already come to the entrance with her handbag. "I'll pack up my luggage tomorrow."
"Where are you going?" Duan Yun'an came over and frowned.
Han Junyao smiled coldly and said, "We're divorced. Why am I still standing here?"
He was about to open the door when Duan Yun'an stopped him.
"What are you doing?" Han Junyao looked at the man beside her with a cold face. She went past Duan Yun'an and opened the door again. She took her handbag and walked downstairs, afraid that Duan Yun'an would see her and want to cry.
As for Duan Yun'an, when he saw Han Junyao's back, he couldn't help but ask himself, "What are you doing!"