"Auntie Li, I'm going to go out. If my brother comes back, you tell him."

Wen Ran hung up the phone, and after a while he was stunned, he entered the kitchen and explained to Aunt Li.

Aunt Li turned around and asked in surprise: "Ranran, where are you going at this time?"

Wen Ran smiled slightly and said calmly: "Xiuchen called me and asked me to go home. By the way, I will bring my own things back."

A trace of concern flashed in Aunt Li's eyes. Seeing that her face was normal, she said gently: "Then go, I'll tell A Jin in a while."

Wen Ran nodded, put on her coat and went out.

The closer she was to home, Wen Ran's calm heart gradually rose and fell. When the quiet villa appeared in her sight, her hands in front of her crossed tightly.

I still remember that the first time I came here, at that time, I was with Mo Xiuchen, and she was nervous.

Since that day, she has been living in this villa, spending time with the man who appears to be indifferent day and night, melting the ice wall in his heart bit by bit, making him gradually smile and become warm.

"Miss Wen, I'm home!"

When the car drove into the villa, Qingfeng interrupted her thoughts and flew away. Wen Ran pursed her lips, calmed her emotions and got out of the car.

"Grandma, the eldest young master is waiting for you in the living room."

Xiao Liu, who opened the car door for her, was still as respectful as ever. Wen Ran replied 'Okay', took a step, and walked towards the living room.

The living room is very quiet.

The dazzling crystal light illuminated every corner and outlined the handsome facial features of the man on the sofa. His tall body leaned lazily on the sofa, with a cigarette between his slender fingers. As the curling smoke rose, the air penetrated into her nose, and it also had a faint smell of tobacco.

Hearing the footsteps of her coming in, Mo Xiuchen looked at her.

Wen Ran stood in the entrance hall, Qinghong's water eyes touched his deep eyes, and her heart jumped uncontrollably.

Mo Xiuchen didn't have much joy in his eyes. He curled his lips at her like an old friend, and his voice was gentle and clear: "Ranran, you are here!"

He didn't even get up. After he finished speaking, he took another breath of cigarette before he could kill the remaining cigarette in the ashtray.

Wen Ran walked to the sofa and glanced at the paper placed on the coffee table. The words were written in black and white, which should be what he said, the agreement.

"I haven't cleaned your stuff for you yet. After a while, you can go upstairs and see what you need to take away and clean it up. Is it okay?"

Mo Xiuchen's voice was gentle and calm. Looking at Wen Ran's eyes, there was no longer the gentleness of the past, like water, and in the deep eyes that looked like a pool, there was a calmness and quietness.

Wen Ran nodded and said softly: "It's okay, I'll clean up myself later."

When she moved in, she just carried a bag and didn't have much stuff. The things she had worn in the past few months were bought for her by Mo Xiuchen. She had to take it away, but there was not much to bring.

Mo Xiuchen reached out to pick up the divorce agreement on the coffee table, and did not hand it to her. He said, "I asked the lawyer to draw up an agreement. At that time, I forgot to ask you what you have. You can make any requests now, and I will add them."

Wen Ran's eyes fell on his hand holding the agreement, and his burned skin recovered quickly.

For some reason, she felt indescribable sadness when she heard his calm and calm voice. She should have been happy that he could finally face their divorce calmly and was finally willing to let go calmly.

“I didn’t ask.”

She lowered her eyes and her voice was a little light.

A trace of emotion flashed through Mo Xiuchen's eyes, and in a flash, he returned to normal again. "The husband and wife divorce should have divided the property equally, but I don't think you are the kind of person who cares about property. So, to be precise, this divorce agreement just terminates our husband-wife relationship and has no other content."

"I don't want anything."

Wen Ran looked up at Mo Xiuchen, who smiled slightly, "Then you sign in the lower right corner!"

He handed over the agreement through the coffee table.

Wen Ran's hand suddenly trembled a little. She frowned, trying to show that she was as calm as him, but she couldn't control her trembling hand.

With her trembling fingers condensed, Mo Xiuchen's eyes changed a few times again. Some emotions were about to surge out of his eyes. He held the agreement's hand and couldn't help but use force.

Wen Ran grabbed the agreement, but he refused to let go.

She had doubts in Qinghong's eyes, pursing her lips without opening her mouth.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little subtle. Mo Xiuchen looked at her eyes, and waves gradually appeared in his deep and calm eyes. His sexy thin lips were pursed and he said calmly: "Ranran, after signing this agreement, we really have nothing to do."

A pale suddenly appeared on Wen Ran's clear face, and his hand holding the agreement almost fell down.

Mo Xiuchen saw her expression and said carelessly: "Last night, Yuting called me."

Wen Ran's eyes widened in shock, "What did she say?"

As she said that, she immediately bit her lips and wanted to bite off her tongue. Mo Xiuchen's eyes suddenly became deeper: "She said everything she should say, but I still want to listen to you in person."

Wen Ran's hand suddenly shrank back.

A hint of panic flashed in her eyes, she stood up from the sofa, and said in a panic: "I have nothing to say."

"Ranran, are you leaving before you sign?"

Mo Xiuchen tricked her back, so he would not let her go easily. He stepped forward two steps, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her into his arms.

With a mature masculine aura, Wen Ran's already messy heart became even more messy, and even her brain lost the ability to think. She was guilty of being a thief. She had been fooled since Mo Xiuchen mentioned Shen Yuting.

"Xiuchen, let go."

She looked at him with disorganized eyes. She had known how smart Mo Xiuchen was. After being with him for so long, she could often guess what he was thinking because of his deliberate expression.

But he could really see through her. From the beginning, she was plotted against by him. She thought that he would know the answer sooner or later. She had already decided to divorce him and leave City G.

"I won't let go, Ranran, since you don't tell me, I'll find the answer myself."

After Mo Xiuchen said that, he bent down, picked her up horizontally and walked towards the stairwell. Wen Ran's heart trembled, and he struggled with his hands and feet, shouting: "Xiuchen, what are you going to do, put me down..."

"I want to know if it's what I guess."

Mo Xiuchen's handsome eyebrows were lightly condensed, locking her tightly in his arms, and strode upstairs. He was just testing her just now, and Shen Yuting told him nothing.

"Xiuchen, I beg you to let me down... Um..."
Chapter completed!