Chapter 4189: Let's divorce! 10

He looked at her, "How about you, after you remarry, will you think of having a daughter?"
He Huan's temper was not very good either, the expression on his face was not good, and he almost quarreled.
Seeing the wind was coming, the lawyer avoided going out. There were only two of them in the huge office.
There is no one in the surroundings, so He Huan doesn't have to worry anymore, "Qin Mo, you don't need to talk like this, don't you just mean me and Rong Yue?"
Qin Mo's eyes narrowed.
He Huan picked up the pen and whispered: "Yes, I will be with him immediately after our divorce."
She was probably too angry, so she signed her letters.
The pen was so powerful that it almost cut through the paper, while Qin Mo was watching, his fingers clenched tightly.
He said in a cold voice: "You must have not seen this last one. For the sake of Yihuan's growth, she is not allowed to remarry before she is ten."
He Huan was stunned, and then turned to see a line of small print, which is what he wrote.
In fact, she didn't care not to marry again, and she didn't have the idea of ​​renewing the relationship with Rong Yue, the past is the past.
But some people just can't let go of the trouble to find her.
He Huan laughed in a low voice, and laughed a little mockingly: "Qin Mo, what do you think this can restrain? There is a relationship between men and women called cohabitation, and a man like you can support it. Are you writing this interesting now? Don’t you just keep me from marrying Rong Yue? You just can’t let go of your self-esteem, you just care about being used by me once, right?

Qin Mo stared at her, ‘I finally said what I was saying. ’
He stood up and pulled her to his side, "Do you want to live with Rong Yue?"
He Huan fell into his arms, and there was a touch of fear on her face when she raised her face.
Qin Mo's heart stung, knowing that she still hadn't forgotten that night.
She hasn't forgotten, in fact, neither has he, and she can't let go.
Qin Mo let go of her dejectedly and let her sit in the same place, while he himself still stood by the French window.
"Qin Mo, I'll leave after you sign, and I don't need your money," He Huan's voice was a little tired. "Shall we let each other go, OK?"
He still stood there and ignored her at first.
He just stood for a long time before whispering, "You hate me, don't you?"
"Yes," He Huan admitted directly, "I am afraid of you too."
Qin Mo let out a long breath: ‘Actually I hate you too, He Huan. ’
He said, turning around suddenly and staring at her.
In his eyes, there is a touch of red, bloodshot.
He Huan also looked at him.
The air is also silent.
It seems to freeze.
After a long time, he finally walked over slowly, sat down opposite her, picked up the pen on the table, signed the name, and after signing the last sum, he said in a low voice: "In our marriage, I have never loved anyone, only hate you."
After speaking, he leaned back gently, covering his eyes with his hands: "Miss He, you can go. It will take a week for the certificate to be issued. Then I will ask the secretary to send it to you. As for the transfer of property, I will let the company finance Deal with you."
He Huan's throat seemed to be choked up, feeling indescribable.
She actually really hates him, but now that they are separated like this, both of them have a hard time.
She wanted to speak, and he raised his hand: "You don't need to say anything. I'm tired of hating me. It's really unnecessary to say sorry. You just don't love me if you're sorry."