Divorce

When Guan Jingyi went into the bedroom, he found Xu Anran already sitting on the bed, obediently waiting for him to come in.

On the counter was a stack of papers with a pen pressed against it.

Guan Jingyi walked in and saw that each divorce agreement had his beautiful self signed. The strokes of Xu Anran's two words were like needles, stabbing into his heart.

"I'm sorry, but there's nothing that I can give you right now. Even my personal property is beyond my control, but don't worry. In the next few months, all of my personal property will be transferred to your name." Guan Jingyi said.

"Why are you saying this!?" I won't ask for a single cent, we're just going through a fake divorce, why are you being so serious! "

"What's yours is mine, and what's mine is yours as well. It's not safe for me here, so I'll let you have it first." Didn't you just say that you would listen to me? " Guan Jingyi said as he caressed her head and kissed his forehead.