"I’ve got everything, and I’ve talked about it."
Qiao Xinwei took out a bag of materials and handed it to middle-aged women. Take it out one by one and see, "Yo, even the marriage certificate has been torn, and there are footprints. Fortunately, you have either torn the marriage certificate or divorced."
Jiang Hao is puzzling. He saw the marriage certificate on the day of registration.
Qiao Xinwei said simply, "Don’t tear me up. I didn’t talk so much. My brother was angry and tore me up."
Jiang haoyu
The workers read their documents and Jiang Hao materials for a long time, but the whole process took only ten minutes. They had neither children nor property disputes, and it was as simple as getting married.
Getting married or getting divorced is only a matter of minutes.
Qiao Xinwei walked straight ahead, which was boring. These days, when she finished the formalities, she could relax a little, but her heart was heavier.
From now on, this man will have to go their separate ways, and after his death, she will have no life without him. The more she thinks about it, the more heartache she feels like a huge wave.
Jiang Hao has been following her, and she is striding with great speed and frequency. He can see her hands hanging at her sides and clenching her fists several times. He knows that she is holding back hard.
When I got to the door, the cold wind poured in from the neckline, making people tremble with cold.
Jiang Hao said, "If you didn’t eat last night, you might as well have lunch together."
Qiao Xinwei looked at him. Maybe this is the last time to see this face. "Hehe, farewell dinner?"
“? ? Sort of. "
"But I still want to go back and pack my bags." She wanted to go, but she was afraid that she would cry. She swore that she would never cry in front of him. She wanted him to know that she could live better without him.
"I didn’t ask you to move. Why are you in such a hurry to pack? You can stay as long as you want."
"Not so good. We don’t have it now."
"I owe you my debt, can you just accept the apartment when I pay my debts?" If she lives at home, he can know where she is, and he can see her at any time when he wants to see her, and he can know whether she is safe.
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Qiao Xinwei took a sip of his lip and turned away from him. "I made it very clear that day that I don’t want to discuss this topic with you."
Jiang Hao deba
At this time, a white car came by the door. Qiao Xin recognized it as Xiao Tianai’s new car with one eye. She glared at Jiang Hao with hatred. "You have gone too far."
Jiang Hao a face of koo, he didn’t know Xiao Tianai came back here, but at the moment, he has a hundred arguments.
Xiao Tianai walked briskly past the car and bypassed Joe’s heart. Naturally, he took Jiang Hao’s arm and said irrelevant words, "Why don’t you wear more clothes today?"
Jiang Hao asked gloomily, "Why are you here?"
"I hung up on Dr. Liu’s expert number at 10: 30. I think it’s almost time. If you don’t come yet, I’ll come and wait for you. We can go directly to the hospital."
"oh"
Qiao Xinwei really doesn’t want to see their intimacy. It’s like rubbing salt in her wound. She turned to go but was stopped by Xiao Tianai. "I’ll give you a ride on the way where I go."
Qiao Xinwei took a deep breath and spoke with a strong smell of gunpowder. She said, "Thank you. I’m going to celebrate being single again. I won’t stop by with you. And Xiao Tian loves me. Whatever you think, you think it’s better to be in a wheelchair."
What do you mean, "Qiao Xinwei you? ?”
Jiang Hao pulled her back.
This move twisted in Joe’s heart like a knife. She gave them a hard look and turned around and left smartly.
Chapter seventy-three My husband ran away with someone else
Chapter seventy-three My husband ran away with someone else
Xiao Tianai is very angry. She has always been a proud princess, and those years in a wheelchair are a terrible thing for her to look back on. The more Qiao Xin said this, the more she thought about it, the angrier she became.
But she is not an uneducated bitch and will not argue in public.
She lightly chastised, "A Hao, listen to what she said. Why is it so ugly? There is no tutor at all."
When I came to the No.3 window to apply for a certificate, a middle-aged woman asked coldly, "Have you discussed everything? Have you brought all the materials?"
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