Rich and powerful scheming: Please sign the old love husband

It was past eleven o'clock when we arrived at the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Pei Jinnian and Cheng Huan didn't even make a call to urge them.

When I got off the car, I only saw Cheng Huan, but not Pei Jinnian. I didn't know what she was up to.

Cheng Huan smiled like a flower and walked towards her. As he got closer, he turned behind her and said, "Jinnian, Xiaoran is here."

She turned around sharply and saw Pei Jinnian holding a cup of coffee in his hand.

Cheng Huan took it, took a sip, and frowned: "Why isn't it vanilla..."

"Oh, I forgot." He apologized so directly.

Cheng Huan was leaning next to him with a smile: "It doesn't matter, as long as you buy it, I like to drink it. If only Xiao Ran you came earlier, let Jinnian buy you a drink too. See if you are full

My head is sweating profusely, I must be thirsty."

Even though she knew that Cheng Huan was showing her affection, Bo Ran still felt sad.

Pei Jinnian seemed indifferent: "It doesn't matter, I'll buy another drink."

"No need," Bo Ran coughed heavily, "The Civil Affairs Bureau is about to get off work at noon, so we should finish things early."

Cheng Huan glanced at her proudly: "It seems Xiaoran can't wait any longer. Then Jinnian, you can go and do things first."

Pei Jinnian nodded: "Wait downstairs for a while."

As he walked past them, Bo Ran forced a smile and said, "I thought you were going to get a divorce and get married together."

Bo Ran thought he would remain silent again, but he actually said: "No weddings will be held on Friday."

Bo Ran felt a prick in his heart. Do you really have this plan?

Went upstairs and sat in front of a row of windows.

The scene of receiving the certificate four years ago seems to be still before my eyes.

She held a big bag in her hand and handed out wedding candies and apples to the newlyweds in line one by one, saying congratulations and sharing the joy. Her little face was as red as the apple.

And he stood far away, as if he were a stranger to her. He probably felt embarrassed by her and didn't want to look at her.

When signing, she was so excited that she couldn't even speak.

And now they are sitting side by side in the mediation room, listening to the final words of advice.

The mediator is a middle-aged woman who looks very kind, reminding her of a mother who gave birth prematurely.

She glanced at the two of them and said in an old-fashioned way: "How can a young couple not always bump into each other? As the saying goes, a fight on the bed ends in a fight. If there is anything that cannot be discussed carefully? It will make them fight until they die.

Coming and going."

Bo Ran suddenly raised his head and looked at her: "Why did you marry your husband?"

She was stunned for a moment, probably not expecting Bo Ran to ask such a question, but she still said patiently: "My husband and I met at work. We have similar personalities and our family agreed, so we just made do with living together."

Oh, most marriages in this world are like this, how can there be so many people who love each other to death?

Maybe this is the truth of love.

Her attempt to persuade him to make peace was just a work requirement, and Bo Ran didn't expect to be able to discuss anything with her.

However, the middle-aged woman glanced at them and said, "My marriage is very happy, even though my husband has been dead for twenty years."

Her words shocked Bo Ran, and Pei Jinnian on the side also raised his eyebrows.

"Twenty years ago, I was your age, so I'm envious." She smiled kindly, "Young man, do you want to think more about it?"

The hands hidden under the table were shaking slightly.

She suddenly wanted to look up and see if Pei Jinnian's reaction was the same as hers.

But with so much grudge between them, can they still go back?