"The ashes of your ex-wife!"
Ye Xiaobao paused and then said, "Come on, uncle Gu, if you don't want her ashes, I'd better take them back. Aunt He is pathetic enough. If you throw her ashes away again, she will be really miserable! "
"Whose ashes do you say?"
Hearing Ye Xiaobao's words, Gu Yan only felt that time was stagnant for a moment.
The wind stopped, the rain stopped, his heart also stopped.
As if after a century of such a long time, he found his voice, "Xiaobao, whose ashes do you say?! I've never been divorced. Where did I get my ex-wife?! Ye Xiaobao, talk to me! "
Ye Xiaobao pretended not to understand, "Uncle Gu, isn't Aunt He your ex-wife?"
"I remember that on the edge of the cliff, she gave you a divorce agreement. She has already signed her name on it. After you sign your name, she is naturally your ex-wife."
"Uncle Gu, I know you won't want aunt He's ashes. I took them back. You and aunt Tang, go on! I wish you and aunt Tang a baby soon."