Feng Churui got out of the car first, then walked around the front of the car and opened the passenger door. Song Weiwei got out of the car with a smile. The two of them looked at each other and then walked towards them together.

Wu Xuewei secretly clenched her palms, and the scene of Feng Churui and Song Weiwei walking side by side stimulated their eyes, and a strong desire to escape suddenly arose in her mind.

Just as she took a step back and turned around and walked away desperately, the calm and penetrating male voice rang out, "Xuewei."

Wu Xuewei's feet seemed to have roots, and she could not move any more. Behind her, she vaguely heard Feng Churui's gentle words asking Song Weiwei to wait for a while, and then her footsteps were approaching her slowly.

He Jingyan looked at Feng Churui who was approaching with a sarcastic look on his face. When he passed by, he said contemptuously: "Since you don't want her, don't tease her. I can't stand the repeated tramplings! Without you, she will meet something better!"

Feng Churui's eyes were slightly curled, and he chuckled almost inauspiciously. Without saying much, he walked towards Wu Xuewei who was facing his back.

Wu Xuewei looked at Feng Churui who was standing in front of her, and took a few deep breaths before raising her head. Now she had the courage to ask formally: "Is there anything wrong with me?"

"Yeah." He nodded, then went straight to the topic: "Do you have time at noon? If you have nothing to do, go to the Civil Affairs Bureau with me and we will divorce."

His voice was still so gorgeous, his tone was still slow, his voice was clear, and his words were like a bomb, instantly shattering the only hope in her heart.

After shaking his body, Wu Xuewei took a deep breath and asked in disbelief: "What did you say?"

Feng Churui raised his hand and looked at the time. It seemed a little anxious, but his good cultivation still made him not show impatience. Instead, he repeated indifferently: "If you have time at noon, go to the Civil Affairs Bureau with me and we will complete the divorce procedures."

"Is it for Song Weiwei?" God knew that when he asked this, he almost exhausted all her strength.

Feng Churui looked at her indifferently with her unpopular eyes, pursing her lips without saying a word, and she had no intention of answering her plans.

Everything seems to be self-evident.

He brought Song Weiwei up. A few days ago, Song Weiwei talked about the secrets and interesting things between them on the Imperial Capital Radio Station. If it were not for his permission, would Song Weiwei dare to say it?

He stabbed his heart deeply with a knife, bleeding and colic in his invisible corner.

Wu Xuewei bent her lips forcibly and looked at his eyes stubbornly, "What if I say, I don't want to leave anymore, and I don't want to help you?"

Feng Churui frowned with a good look, "Xuewei, you are not such a childish person."

Oh, she isn't such a naive person?

What's wrong with her being a childish person!

Yes, she said that she went to the Civil Affairs Bureau with him to get divorced so that she could fulfill Song Weiwei's status, but now she has repented?

What's wrong with her being childish just like her?!

All dignity and pride were collapsed into ruins at this moment. When facing his cold face and warm eyes, his proud self-esteem had already been stepped on by himself. His ten fingers were clenched, and his nails were deeply pierced into the flesh. Wu Xuewei bit her lip and asked with a shaky body: "Can you not divorce? We... don't divorce."
Chapter completed!