Chapter 7: Little Three Moves In

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It was already ten o'clock in the evening when He Xiyan returned home, and she got out of the car with her bags in her arms. There are gloves and a scarf and new shoes for him.

The light in the bedroom was on.

She hooked the corners of her lips, and a smile immediately appeared on her face.

He is back! Waiting for her?

A warm current surged into her heart, and He Xiyan felt as if she had eaten candied fruit. Suddenly, she lightened her steps, secretly wanting to surprise him. When she reached the door, she raised her hand, ready to push the door in, but her hand froze in mid-air.

There was a conversation between a man and a woman in the bedroom.

"Yixuan, will she really sign?" The woman's voice was pitifully sweet.

"Well, he will sign it." The man answered without hesitation.

"I'm sorry! Yixuan, I never thought of destroying your sister Yan's marriage, I just... really love you." The woman seemed to be crying, her voice became hoarse.

"I know, Yuwei, I don't blame you."

The smile on He Xiyan's face faded in an instant, and she became a little pale. She looked at the closed door and felt a sharp pain in her chest.

No, no. Her Yixuan would not treat him like this. It must be the sound coming from the TV. She shook her head, as if she couldn't believe what she was hearing.

Lowering her head, she rubbed her chest, trying to calm down, yes, she must calm down.

At this time, a pair of pink high heels clearly caught her eyes.

Those are not her shoes, they are...

bang——

The few packages in his hand fell directly to the ground. The sound also woke up the people in the bedroom.

At this moment the door opened.

A man and a woman appeared directly in front of her eyes at the door. The man was very familiar to her, while the woman...

He Xiyan opened her mouth wide in shock.

It was a woman she had never seen before.

The woman pursed her red lips aggrievedly, blinked her sparkling eyes a few times, and then became hazy, looking very delicate and distressing. She held the man's arm tightly and refused to let go for a second, as if she was declaring her sovereignty.

Mo Yixuan clenched his hands tightly, pursed his thin lips, and his dark eyes were icy cold. He looked at the woman in front of him, He Xiyan, her wife, but she would soon be gone.

"You..." He Xiyan felt that her heart was being pinched and she couldn't breathe. And the blood on her face disappeared at a terrifying speed, leaving behind a face as pale as paper.

Is it snowing again? How come it's so cold. Also, is the man in front of her really her husband, the man she has loved for five years? Why is he so cold?

"Come and sit, do I have something to tell you?"

There was a hint of anger hidden in Bao Liang's words.

Mo Yixuan pulled up the woman who was stunned at the door and dragged her directly into the bedroom.

The force was so strong that Xiyan was staggered by this force and almost fell to the ground.

"Who is she?" Looking up, she finally met his husband. At this moment, the man's eyes were icy cold, and there was a coldness and anger on his face that he had never seen before.

Mo Yixuan didn't answer her, he opened his coat, and took out a ballpoint pen and some white papers from inside.

With a wave of his hand, those things were thrown heavily on the coffee table.

"Sign it, we're divorced."

The words were so cold that they were thrown like ice scum, and Xi Yan who was beside him shuddered from the cold.