Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

When the man finished, he turned the divorce agreement to the last page, and his voice was cold: "Pen."

Ye Shengge froze for a moment before he understood what he meant.

He... wants to sign it.

This was obviously the result she was expecting, but at this stage, Ye Shengge found that she was resisting all over.

However, her hesitation made Ji Shiting very unhappy, he gave her a cold glance: "Isn't you asked me to sign?"

Ye Shengge woke up like a dream, quickly found a pen from the cabinet next to it, turned and handed it to him.

She moved quickly, not knowing whether she was afraid of regret or that he would regret it.

The man looked up at her and looked at her stubborn and fragile look.

His throat slipped, took the pen from her hand, and under his signature, signed his own name.

The man has forgotten the people and things, but obviously has not forgotten how to write. The three characters of Ji Shiting were signed by him.

Ye Shengge stared blankly, and still had a serious sense of unreality.

"Huh, your characters are really ugly." Ji Shiting suddenly commented, his tone slightly disgusted.

Ye Shengge recovered from his trance, and he laughed bitterly when he heard his evaluation.

She wanted to say that in fact, her writing is not so ugly. The reason why the signature on it is ugly is because... she is extremely resistant.

He didn't know what he had thought of, and suddenly raised the corner of his lips, "What did I think of you? Why did you marry you?"

"I don't know, anyway, you marry me home unscrupulously." She bit her lip and said without changing her face.

The man chuckled, "No way."

"Yes," Ye Shengge said, adding a further sentence, "You have been secretly watching me. I had fiancies at that time."

Ye Shengge didn't know why he said that, maybe it was because of his amnesia, or... not reconciled.

Man looks playful.

He closed the agreement in his hand and said with a deep voice: "But now, we are divorcing."

One sentence brought Ye Shengge back to the cruel reality. She clenched her fists, but her tears couldn't help it.

She had to turn around to prevent him from seeing her embarrassment.

"I... it's time to go." She uttered these words lowly.

Ji Shiting's black eyes locked on her body, and there was no opening to block it.

Ye Shengge walked to the door of the ward. Perhaps her emotions had stabilized. She couldn't help but paused and looked back at him: "You... take care of yourself, don't move until the wound is healed."

"Miss Ye." The man said lightly, "Are you worried about me."

"Yes." She didn't hesitate. "Although we are about to divorce, but... a couple, I still hope you are well."

"That's it." The man laughed suddenly. "Call in the nurse."

Ye Shengge froze: "What?"

"The nurse who poured me water just now." His tone was lazy and careless. "I remember she was pretty. Although she was a little worse than Miss Ye, it was better than nothing."

Ye Shengge's eyes widened, his face showing a series of expressions such as shock, grievance, anger and sadness.

"Huh?" Seeing this, the man asked unpleasantly.

"You... your injury is not good yet!" Ye Shengge clenched his fists, his lips trembling, "What is better than nothing... what do you want to do?"