We Are Divorced, Ok ? [English Translation]我们离婚了ok

Chapter 10

Song Zhixi also found that there were too many people here. The whole company gathered around, and some people were taking pictures. He immediately dragged Zhou Han into his car.

As soon as Zhou Han sat down, Song Zhixi lit a cigarette, and opened the window. He didn't like the smell of smoke.

Song Zhixi silently pinched the cigarette when he saw his movement.

As soon as he opened the window, he looked back and saw Song Zhixi pinched the cigarette. Zhou Han was a little surprised, "Why don't you smoke anymore?"

"I don't want to."

Two words, Zhou Han's choked to death, no desire to speak anymore.

The two were silent in the car for a long time, and finally Zhou Han couldn't help but speak, "The suggestion I just made is no longer..."

"Break up."

"Consider..." When Zhou Han said these three words, he suddenly heard Song Zhixi say something, but he didn't understand what he said, so he asked again, "What?"

"Break up!" Song Zhixi repeated again, and clearly raised his voice.

Zhou Han was stunned for a minute. He was really confused by Song Zhixi's bewildering behavior. He didn't know what to say.

"I can give you money, but you have to break up with him."

Originally asking for money was a whim of Zhou Han. It doesn't matter if he gives it or not. Anyway, it doesn't matter if he raises it. If he breaks up, he will not give money, who will support himself?

"Then I don't need the money."

"He's that important!" Song Zhixi's mood fluctuated again, but he was trying his best to restrain, and finally lowered his voice and said, "I don't want my wife to cuckold me."

"Huh?" So this is what he has always cared about?

Zhou Han reacted. Song Zhixi was a man with strong self-esteem, but he was said to eat soft food without talking about it. In the end, he was divorced and he was said to be cuckold. He definitely couldn't bear it.

"...Anyway, others don't know that I am your wife. I have to think about it for myself if we are both divorced. Shouldn't I find someone who can support me?"

"He can afford you?"

Song Zhixi knew that Zhou Han's previous day's expenses were ordinary people's income for a year.

"Make do with it, I have lowered my request now." Zhou Han looked down at his white and tender hands, "Just eat and not get tired."

"Don't you find it boring to live?"

Zhou Han smiled faintly and raised his eyes to look at Song Zhixi, "I'm boring, I live rich and happy without you-I have a job I like and I got the movie king, the chairman of the company has money, and he looks handsome. I'm still with the person I like, and I... huh."

"Look at how miserable I am. I don't have a job I like, and I don't have money. Finally, there is a person I like and that person can't wait to smash the oil pan... You think I'm like this, and you still care about living. Isn't it interesting?"

He smiled dismal, he knew that his expression must be very bitter, but there is something to pretend in front of Song Zhixi, isn't it the more bitter he is, the happier he is, then let him be happy!

Song Zhixi deliberately avoided Zhou Han's eyes and looked out the window.

He still couldn't help but light a cigarette again, but he smoked it out of the window. For so many years, only the chemical composition in the cigarette made him feel a little bit of pleasure, and he would not completely fall into despair.