Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

"Okay, thank you Mr. Jiang."

The middle-aged man took the scattered documents from his hands, stood beside them, sorted them one by one, and held them in his arms.

at this time.

There was an engine buzzing outside the villa, and it seemed that Tang Wanru had returned from outside.

Jiang Yao suddenly raised his head, his handsome expression became complicated, and he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

Jiang Li was expressionless, just standing next to Mr. Jiang. It seemed that Tang Wanru had already polished off his feelings.

Mr. Jiang sat up slightly, with a serious expression on his old face, pursed his lips and said nothing.

…

Finally, Tang Wanru parked the car and came in from outside.

When she entered and changed her shoes at the entrance, she found that the servants were not there. Then she walked in and saw Mr. Jiang, who had lived in the nursing home all year round, coming.

"Dad? How did you..."

Before she finished speaking, she turned around and noticed Jiang Li standing next to Mr. Jiang.

Tang Wanru's eyes averted, showing a guilty expression, and she moved forward with a sense of luck: "Dad, you came without telling me, so that I can ask the cook at home to stew you a soup and cook something to suit your appetite. .I don’t know if it’s still too late…”

"By the way, why didn't I see the servants? Where did they go?"

"That's enough." Jiang Zongnan interrupted her in time.

Tang Wanru usually would have been angry with him for his bad attitude, but this time she was so guilty that she didn't dare to say anything: "Don't I want...the servant to go buy groceries?"

Seeing her like this, Jiang Yao couldn't tell whether he was disappointed or desperate, so he simply stepped forward to break the deadlock: "Mom, you received a phone call at noon. You looked wrong at the time, and you avoided me and went to the room to answer the phone. Who made that call to you?"

As expected, Tang Wanru reacted greatly: "Why do you ask this?"

Jiang Yao insisted: "Who called you?"

Tang Wanru still said nothing and said casually: "It's just a phone call. I made the wrong call."

Jiang Yao shut up completely and closed his eyes.

All this fell into Jiang Zongnan's eyes. Jiang Zongnan was left with nothing but disappointment, and the last warmth in his eyes was gone.

"Lawyer Zhang, show her the divorce agreement."

"OK."

At this time, the middle-aged man wearing glasses stood up from the corner, walked up to the shocked Tang Wanru, handed over the document Jiang Zongnan had signed before, and said to her: "Ms. Tang, please take a look at this agreement. , it contains detailed property division. If there is no problem, you can just sign your name at the end."

"You want to divorce me?" Tang Wanru felt as if she was struck by lightning, her face was as white as paper, she held her hands and stared at Jiang Zongnan on the sofa.

Jiang Zongnan didn't answer her, or even give her a look.

The lawyer he hired continued to tell Tang Wanru, "Mr. Jiang has already signed it, and the only thing missing is you."

Jiang Zongnan has already signed, and the answer is self-evident.

Tang Wanru finally realized the seriousness of the matter and looked around. Jiang Li did not make eye contact with her at all, and Jiang Yao also avoided looking at her.

Her eyes fell on Mr. Jiang who was sitting in the wheelchair, and she rushed over and cried: "Dad, I know what I did was wrong. But Zong Nan wants to divorce me... I have children for my family anyway, and at his age he has to follow I'm getting divorced...Dad, please say something for me."

She really couldn't imagine life after divorce.