Newlywed and old love, the president's secret bride

Chapter 277 I will never forgive him, and I will never see him again Shao Yucheng looked up in disbelief, "Shang Boyang?"

Fu Yan sighed slightly, and stood up from his seat. His handsome face was covered with a layer of coolness, and even the beauty mole at the corner of his eyes looked chilly, "If something really happens to big brother, this agreement will also be sent out .Jade City."

"You also help him speak?" Shao Yucheng pointed at Fu Yan and laughed angrily, "Okay, you are really good brothers of the elder brother, no wonder he wants to hand over the agreement to me, so he expected that the two of you would meet Be a traitor!"

Shang Boyang furrowed his brows fiercely, and there was a flamboyant and bitter anger on his sharp-edged face, which made people daunting, "Speak cleanly! Who the hell is not the brother who was born and died, isn't he just a woman? Waited After passing this hurdle, what's the difficulty in chasing it back?"

Shao Yucheng was so angry that he dropped the coffee cup at his feet, the piercing sound of shattering porcelain resounded throughout the office, and the dark black coffee spilled all over the floor, soaking Shang Boyang's trousers and leather shoes.

Facing those cold and menacing eyes, he said word by word: "Do you think that Duan You will come back once, twice, and there will be a third time?"

Shang Boyang sneered, the sharp hostility in his eyebrows complemented by his tone, he was indescribably domineering, "At worst, I'll tie Duan You back for him! Can she escape to another world?"

Fu Yan watched the two men coming and going, and finally opened his mouth, his voice was not too loud, but suppressed the two men who were diametrically opposed, "Calm down, my brothers are all for the good of the elder brother, what's the matter?" Noisy?"

Yao Bei'er looked at the scene in front of her, and chuckled, "Forget it, I don't think you can get any results from the dispute. Then you should think about it slowly. Anyway, in the end, something happened to him, and this divorce agreement also needs to be resolved." If you send it out, you can hide it on the first day of the new year but not on the fifteenth day, so you are not happy to let you take advantage of it for nothing."

Fu Yan heard his words, and for the first time, a bit of fierce evil appeared in his cool eyes like cold mountains and still waters, and he said to Shao Yucheng, "Give her the divorce agreement."

Shao Yucheng's face darkened, "I don't..."

Before he could finish speaking, Shang Boyang walked up to him, pierced the air with a punch, landed on Shao Yucheng's face mercilessly, and growled, "Give it to her!"

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Duan Zijin couldn't remember exactly how many days she had been in prison.

The prison guards treated her very well, and she was not held in the same place as other prisoners. She was served with delicious food and drink every day, and a doctor came to check her body every morning and evening, and she did not have to participate in any Labor reform work.

Except for the restriction of freedom, it seems to be no different from her in Jiang's villa.

No, how could there be no difference.

The biggest difference is that she is no longer Mrs. Jiang.

Duan Zijin thought, she finally understood that when Jiang Lin had just returned to Yucheng, when he roughly took her hand in the car and forced her to touch the winding scar on his chest, she dug it away alive. What does his heart mean.

She didn't know if Jiang Lin would sign the divorce agreement, but from the moment she asked someone to draw up the agreement and handed it out after signing, she had already ended their relationship in her heart.

Sure enough, feelings start from the heart and end from the heart.

They had been separated many times before, and each time they were far apart, but she never felt that they were really separated.Because she loved him back then, no matter where he went, he was always in her heart and by her side, like a shadow.But now, she has decided not to love, it doesn't matter where she is, even if she is in the same city with him, even if he is close at hand and within reach, she still feels that they are completely broken.

She suddenly remembered that in Qimen, the old abbot said to her: benefactors, some people are born with the surname Chen, and they have passed through the world once, and when they go, they may not be surnamed Chen.

At that time, Duan Zijin thought that if she died, she would be more willing to be called Mrs. Jiang than Ms. Duan.

However, when the female prison guard opened the door of her room and just yelled "Mrs. Jiang", Duan Zijin raised her head and interrupted her lightly, "My surname is Duan."

The prison guard looked at the woman's cool and calm eyebrows, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time. After a long time, he smiled politely, "Miss Duan, someone came to see you, did you see it or not?"

"Who?"

"Miss Yao Beier." The prison guard told the truth, "She said that she has something important to hand over to you."

Duan Zijin's eyes flickered slightly, but he stood up from the chair and smiled softly: "Oh, see you then."

It stands to reason that Yao Bei'er is not her direct or collateral relative, and now that the normal prison visit time has passed, she cannot come in at all.

Even if he came in, he should be in the normal reception room.

I don't know whether the prison guards took special care of Duan Zijin or the national goddess, and specially prepared a reception room with a good environment for them.

Yao Beier looked at the woman brought by the prison guards, wearing a blue and white prison uniform, the two cool colors further accentuated the superior indifference on her face.

Without makeup and no powder, the center of the brows is slightly pale, but overall, she looks in good physical condition.

In addition, this woman was born with an indescribable arrogance that could not be caught but would never disappear, which gave Yao Beier a vague illusion that it was not her but someone else who was imprisoned and sentenced.

Yao Beier thought about a lot of opening words, and her eyes fell on her hair, but she smiled strangely, "Why, can't you have long hair in prison?"

Her chestnut hair was cut very short, and she no longer had the unrestrained beauty of the past. At this moment, she looked free and easy.

"Whether you can grow long hair or not, you can come in and try it yourself." Duan Zijin sat down opposite her calmly, speaking at a moderate speed and in a calm voice, not as thick as Yao Beier imagined hatred.

Maybe there was, but she didn't show it.

Yao Bei'er smiled, "I just care about you casually, is it necessary to be so self-indulgent?"

Duan Zijin looked at her without emotion, but answered her first question, "You can stay, but it's troublesome."

It was cut because it was troublesome.

It's a plausible reason.

Duan Zijin looked at Yao Bei'er's deep and sometimes shallow thinking, finally got a little tired of this kind of meaningless conversation, and cut to the point: "What is it worth for Miss Yao to go to such a filthy place in person?"

Yao Bei'er was awakened by her words, and only then remembered the purpose of her coming.

Under Duan Zijin's watchful eyes, she took out a paper bag from her bag and smiled slightly, "I don't want to come either, but Ah Lin said this thing is too important, and told me to hand it over to you."

The brown paper bag was reflected in Duan Zizhen's brown eyes, forming a strong dark color.

Duan Zijin knew what was in the bag with just a cursory glance.

Because that was the divorce agreement she had just sent out this morning.

The signing was completed so quickly, and Yao Beier sent it?

The nails dug hard into her palms, and the chill in the surrounding air continued to penetrate into her skin, but Duan Zijin seemed to be unable to perceive anything, with a gentle smile on his face, "Really? You have a heart Yes. He can let you deliver such an important thing, the two of you are getting close?"

Yao Beier curled the ends of her hair, her beautiful eyes contained a few delicate water waves, she often acted, and she knew best which expression was suitable for a woman in love, "Isn't it Miss Duan who said "Shang Shang Yong" before she left?" Li, dead or alive? I think, a couple of one day, one hundred days of kindness, in the end, he also wants to come to see you in person and give you things. Isn't this worried about Miss Duan's mood, afraid that you will not be happy? So I just I'm here. As for the two of us..."

Duan Zijin smiled lightly and said, "If it's not convenient to say it, then don't say it, I'm not very interested."

At this moment, the prison guard opened the door again, and said to Duan Zijin, "Miss Duan, there is a Mr. Shao who wants to see you."

Duan Zijin slightly closed his eyes, "No see."

Yao Beier sat across from her, with a half-smile, "Are you missing? Maybe he has something to tell you, or a surprise for you."

Duan Zijin opened his eyes, the smile in his eyes was faint, but there was no warmth, "Is there any surprise that can be bigger than the surprise that Ms. Yao sent me today?"

"Then I don't care about it." Yao Bei'er stood up from the sofa, "But maybe you should really meet him, or you might regret it."

Duan Zijin lowered his eyebrows, looked at the paper bag on the table, "Miss Yao, please come back if you have nothing to do."

"Then I'm leaving." Yao Bei'er said, "I won't come again in the future."

"No delivery."

After she left, Duan Zijin still sat where she was. The prison guard visited her several times intermittently, and hesitantly said for the last time: "Miss Duan, Mr. Shao has been waiting for you for nearly an hour."

Duan Zijin came back to his senses and couldn't help frowning.

An hour, she has been sitting here for so long?

No wonder I feel a little hungry.

She picked up the divorce agreement on the table, and said to the prison guard: "From now on, I won't see anyone surnamed Shao, Shang, Fu, and Yao. If they come, just reject them for me. Thank you. "

"Miss Duan..."

"There is also someone surnamed Jiang." She finally said, "You don't need to persuade me anymore, I will never forgive him, and I will never see him again."