Marshal's Cannon Fodder Spouse (Transmigration)

Chapter 44

     Nan zhuxing's night came quietly. After ending his conversation with Yu Xinlan, Meng Jinhuai, who was about to leave, sat back in his office chair. Even though there were still some differences, today, Meng Jinhuai, the Interstellar Prince Charming, finally felt … what it felt like to be dumped.

… It wasn't very satisfying.

Recently, the temperature in Nan zhuxing wasn't high. However, when he was working, Meng Jinhuai's office window was half-closed as usual. Now that it was night time, the temperature outside dropped by a few degrees. While Meng Jinhuai was sitting here thinking, a cold wind blew in through the window.

There was an indescribable sense of desolation in this situation.

After thinking for a while, the general turned on his optical computer again and sent a message to his subordinates. He told them to send him tomorrow's documents in advance.

That's right, after working hard for many years, this was the first time the general was willing to give himself a break.

While Meng Jinhuai was working overtime to deal with the next day's work, Duan Hengye didn't relax either.

Ever since Duan Hengye sent the drafted divorce agreement to Meng Jinhuai, he couldn't help but feel nervous. Even though he knew that Meng Jinhuai was always very busy and might not receive his messages in time, every time a new message was sent, Duan Hengye couldn't help but feel nervous. He would immediately open it.

Time slowly passed by. In order to wait for a reply, Duan Hengye didn't even eat dinner.

While waiting, Duan Hengye opened the backend of Anluo University and replied to all the questions that had accumulated recently in one go in order to divert his nervousness.

Now that he looked at the information box that had been cleaned up, Duan Hangye couldn't help but reach out to rub his eyes. Then, he slowly leaned back against the soft back of the chair. He thought that Meng Jinhuai was busy today and probably wouldn't reply. However, he finally received a new message on his optical computer.

"System notification:

Your divorce application has been rejected. "

"…"

After Duan Hengye saw the message, he went silent.

Why is Meng Jinhuai's response different from what I imagined?

After the message was sent, Duan Hengye imagined countless possibilities in his mind. Among them, Meng Jinhuai readily agreed, and Meng Jinhuai wanted to exchange resources or sign a detailed cooperation agreement. All in all, in his imagination, there was absolutely no possibility of the system directly rejecting the application without any pain or itch.

Meng Jinhuai's response was too calm, right? It was like he didn't reject the divorce application, but a trivial matter in Nan zhuxing.

Duan Hangye finally realized that Meng Jinhuai liked to change the topic like this, or rather, he used a small reply. And Duan Hengye … he couldn't do anything.

Just when Duan Hangye was at his most depressed, Meng Jinhuai's private account finally sent him a message.

Meng Jinhuai said, "Let's talk about it tomorrow morning."

At six o 'clock in the morning in Nan zhuxing, Duan Hengye sat up on the bed on time. Probably because he received Meng Jinhuai's reply last night, Duan Hengye slept so soundly for the first time in a while. When he walked to the bathroom and looked in the mirror, he found that his hair was messed up …

In any case, Duan Hengye was a person who cared about his image. Plus, there was an important matter to discuss today, so he had to be formal. After seeing his appearance in the mirror, he quickly took advantage of this time to get ready.