Jiu Ye, your little ancestor doesn't want to take responsibility

Lu Tian was indeed very tired. After eating and taking a shower, he went to bed early.

In the middle of the night, she felt the mattress beside her sink a little, and she muttered unconsciously, "Are you back?"

Jian Muye hummed softly and tucked her in.

"Go to sleep."

Lu Tian rubbed his face on the pillow and fell into a deep sleep again.

When she woke up, she found that there was no one beside her. She subconsciously touched the quilt and found that it was still warm.

"You came back last night?"

After washing up, I went to the cloakroom to choose clothes to wear today.

The suitcase that Jian Muye brought back from his business trip was still on the ground. Lu Tian usually sorted out the couple's personal belongings himself. He was busy with the funeral these two days and had not had time to pack Jian Muye's luggage.

When I opened the suitcase, I saw the gray-purple striped shirt at a glance.

Lu Tian had never bought clothes of this color before.

She likes mature and steady men, and most of the clothes she buys for Jian Muye are in black, white and gray, with one navy blue at most.

So this dress was bought by Shi Zhu, right?

Although Shi Zhu had been fired, Lu Tian still felt a strong sense of irritation in his heart.

What is the difference between her and Shi Zhu?

The only difference is that she is Jian Muye's legitimate wife.

But they have one thing in common, that is, none of them have won Jian Muye's heart.

Lu Tian threw the shirt into the trash can and put all the other clothes into the laundry basket for the servants to wash.

After changing clothes and going downstairs, I saw Jian Muye, who was dressed neatly, sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper.

Hearing footsteps, the servant came over to ask:

"Sir, the lady is down. Is dinner ready?"

"Yeah." Jian Muye looked at Lu Tian.

Lu Tian was already dressed. She was going out today, so she wore a white vest dress and a pair of high heels.

Jian Muye's gaze stayed on her high heels for two seconds.

"Want to go out?" he asked.

Lu Tian said, "Sister Ning and I have an appointment to go to Sister Zheng's house."

Jian Muye: "I'll take you there."

Lu Tian was a little surprised, but refused:

"You just came back from a business trip, the company should be busy, I can go there by myself."

Jian Muye: "Not busy."

Lu Tian didn't take it to heart, thinking that he might have something to ask Mu Zheng as well, so he didn't say anything else.

While eating, the gray-purple striped shirt kept flashing in front of Lu Tian's eyes, as if mocking her incompetence.

After so many years, I can't even capture a man's heart. If that's not incompetence, what is it?

Lu Tian was in no mood to eat. Her chest felt stuffy, as if a huge rock was pressing on her, making it difficult for her to breathe.

I don't know why, but I felt restless and wanted to leave here right now, leave Jian Muye, and leave these hopeless days.

It seems like I can't wait even a second longer.

"Please take a good look at the divorce agreement."

As soon as these words were spoken, the servants serving nearby subconsciously held their breath, and their movements in helping Jian Muye serve the porridge became much lighter.

Jian Muye looked over.

The person opposite frowned, looking as if he could no longer tolerate it.

"I've already torn it up." said Jian Muye.

Lu Tian: "Then I'll print a new copy."

Jian Muye: "Even if you reprint it, I won't sign it. I don't agree to divorce."

Lu Tian looked at him:

"Are you worried about affecting the relationship between the Jian and Lu families? Don't worry, I will explain it clearly to my parents, brother and sister-in-law. You and my brother have been friends for so many years, and they know what kind of person you are. Even if we divorce, it will not affect the relationship and cooperation between our two families."