Really young master, he came to the pride gate

imperial capital.Yueyuan Villa.

Song Fanyin was lazily lying on the bed. Just after finishing his affair, his phoenix eyes were filled with a layer of water, and the ends of his porcelain white eyes were dyed red.

click-

The door lock made a slight click.

Huo Chiyan came out of the bathroom.

He was not wearing any clothes, only a snow-white bath towel was wrapped around his body, his exposed chest was strong and sexy, and the glistening drops of water snaked down and sank into the place covered by the bath towel.

Song Fanyin's eyes slid across his chest, and he said lazily, "Go to work?"

Huo Chiyan tore off the towel generously and began to change his clothes. His voice was like a cello, deep and magnetic.

"Well. I have asked the lawyer to draw up the divorce agreement. Come to my office in the afternoon and sign it if there is no problem."

Song Fanyin's eyes flickered, and he gave a low laugh, and got off the bed, bent down, picked up the nightgown on the ground, and put it on his body.

His tone was slow.

"So impatient?"

Three years ago, he had a one-night stand with Huo Chi, but was accidentally bumped into by Grandma Huo, who forced them to get married.

It just so happened that he also needed a marriage, so he made an agreement with Huo Chiyan and signed a contract for a three-year contract marriage.

All in all, today happened to be the last day of three years.

Huo Chiyan had already put on his clothes. The luxury handmade suit was so straight that there was no wrinkle.

He casually buttoned his cuff buttons, raised his dark eyes slightly, and looked at Song Fanyin.

"What? Reluctant?"

Song Fanyin walked to Huo Chiyan's side and straightened his tie for him, with a frivolous voice.

"Of course I can't bear it. My old utensil. Big. Live. Okay. I'm worried that if I look for it again, I won't find one like you."

Huo Chiyan chuckled again, raised his fingers lightly, and pinched Song Fanyin's delicate chin.

"That won't work either, it's three years."

He was obviously smiling, but the words he spit out were extraordinarily cold and heartless.

Song Fanyin shrugged, "That's really a pity. If that's the case, then I'll go there in the afternoon."

Huo Chiyan stared at Song Fanyin for a while, seeing that there was no regret on his face, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

He picked up his phone and strode out, "I'll be waiting for you in the office at two o'clock in the afternoon."

Song Fanyin nodded, and it wasn't until Huo Chiyan walked out of the room that he slowly stretched and lay back on the bed.

Is it two o'clock in the afternoon?

Tsk, it looks like his schedule has to change again today.

But divorce is a good thing, and he really wants to leave.

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At two o'clock in the afternoon, Song Fanyin rushed to Huo Chiyan's office and was about to go in, but was stopped by Huo Chiyan's secretary.

Secretary Wang looked at him and said with a smile, "Young Master Fan, are you looking for Mr. Huo? Sorry, he's visiting."

Song Fanyin glanced in the direction of the office.

The door was not closed tightly, and there was a slight whimpering sound coming from inside.

It was a woman's cry.

He was so impeccable, he glanced at Secretary Wang, and said with a slight smile in his tone, "Really?"

Secretary Wang nodded, "Why don't you sit down first, and I'll pour you a cup of tea?"

Song Fanyin didn't say anything, turned around and sat on the sofa beside him.

Secretary Wang breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly ordered the little secretary to pour tea.

It's really mysterious, why did Young Master Fan, who never came to the door, come here suddenly?To make matters worse, Miss Jiang is also in Mr. Huo's office now.

Secretary Wang was complaining in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. After the little secretary poured the tea, he respectfully delivered it to Song Fanyin.

Song Fanyin thanked him very politely, held the teacup, and took a sip slowly.

Casual attitude, not in a hurry.

Secretary Wang couldn't help but let out another breath of relief.

The time passed by every minute and every second, and soon half an hour passed.

Secretary Wang looked at Song Fanyin whose face remained unchanged, feeling a little guilty.He thought for a few seconds and tried to make a sound.

"Young Master Fan, Mr. Huo should still be busy, why don't you go back today?"

Song Fanyin didn't respond, but raised his eyelids lightly, and glanced at Secretary Wang, "Go and tell him, I'm here."

According to the normal procedure, when he came, Secretary Wang should report first, instead of asking him to wait here on his own initiative.

Maybe... the guests in the office are more important?

Secretary Wang looked embarrassed, "I'm sorry, Young Master Fan, Mr. Huo said, let us not disturb."

Song Fanyin raised his eyebrows lazily, put down the teacup with a click, stood up, and pushed the door.

Secretary Wang quickly stretched out his hand, intending to stop him.But in the next second, his expression froze.

I don't know what happened, but he didn't stop him, and Fan Shao bypassed him, so fast that he could hardly see clearly.

Could it be that he was dazzled?

And at the moment when he was dazed, Song Fanyin had already pushed open the door of the office, then raised his eyelids and looked inside.