How to divorce the Prime Minister MTL

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Chapter 25: Treating You Well
　　Who do you think you do?
　　Jiang Wu squinted and looked over again. Isn't this beautiful nose and eyes their Yangzhou? Why are you talking so fiercely today?
　　"Of course she's the one I like." She usually suppressed the words she didn't dare to say, but now being drunk gave her the courage. After all, Jiang Wu was kept outside by him and couldn't see the light. Jiang Wu actually owed him. Now, with a hint of compensation, she%e4%ba%b2 rubbed the man's%e8% 83 %b8 said, "From now on, I will only love you."
　　In a daze, the body she was leaning on

, seemed to be even colder, and the hand that was holding her tightly suddenly lost its strength. The decline of her body made Jiang Wu scream in surprise, and she subconsciously tightened her grip on the man's neck.
　　The hands under her body were not completely removed, but they looked like they didn't want to use any force, which made Jiang Wu feel extremely insecure. She grabbed his neck with both hands and pushed up desperately. Rubbing.
　　"Go down."
　　"No."
　　"Go by yourself."
　　"Don't go."
　　Jiang Wu didn't understand why Yang Zhou, who had always been gentle, suddenly became as fierce as that dead man. She became more and more angry. The more I thought about it, the more I felt wronged. My eyes gradually started to heat up, and my mouth became even more sour.
　　Sensing the man's constant silence, even though he was drunk, Jiang Wu also got a little tempered. When she really wanted to take her hands off, she was hugged again by the man and moved towards him silently. Walk outside the palace.
　　The servants all followed from a distance, and Jiang Wu snuggled into the man's arms again. In the silent palace road, all she could hear was the powerful heartbeat in her ears.

　　Even after being picked up again, her grievances did not dissipate, and her tears continued to roll down, falling from her face onto the clothes in front of the man.
　　"Be nice to me," he said in a voice that was almost choked with sobs, telling the master's grievances. "No one is nice to me."
　　The hand holding the man's hand was even more expressive. With all his strength, he was like a drowning man grabbing onto a driftwood.
　　The man's steps paused for a moment, but then walked faster again.
　　The carriage was waiting outside the palace. The servants saw the masters coming out and were about to greet them, but they only saw the adults with gloomy faces and no one paying attention to them. They hugged their wives and got into the carriage.
　　It wasn't until the words "Go home" came from the carriage that everyone seemed to come back to their senses and hurriedly headed back home.
　　Chu Ling didn't even put Jiang Wu down, but just hugged her. After sitting down, she also placed her on her %e8%85%bf.

　　His expression was not very good. He had endured the anger all the way and finally had a place to vent it. Even if the person in his arms was still crying at the moment, he was so pitiful. That little bit of pity was in the sky. ‌Amidst anger and jealousy, there can be no waves.
　　He was about to hit that bright red mouth%e5%94%87 hard%e4%ba%b2, but Jiang Wu quickly covered it%e5%94%87 with his eyes and hands. e4%ba%b2.
　　"No."
　　These words made the man's face soften a little. Even if he admitted the wrong person, he still knew not to give it to him. Reason has also returned.
　　Jiang Wu just felt that if he and Yang Zhou were closer, if Chu Ling knew about it in the future, he would definitely not let him go.
　　You have to make peace with each other... you can do it only after you have made peace with each other.
　　I'm not conscious anymore, but I do remember this.
　　"Are you just because I'm nice to you?" She heard Yang Zhou asking her.
　　Of course not. Her Yang Zhou is good-looking, gentle, and extremely kind.
　　It's just that there are so many things to say in my mind, and my head is like a knot when I'm drunk. I couldn't say anything for a long time, and I was so confused that I finally just said it. One sentence: "You are the best."
　　The man seemed to sigh and said nothing more.
　　Jiang Wu was sitting on his ‌%e8%85%bf, playing with the hem of his clothes. Why did he always feel so familiar? She thought as she poked it with her nails.
　　I don't know how long it took, but the man asked again: "If it's only okay for you for a long time, if Chu Ling treats you well, will you like him?"
　　Chu Ling?
　　Jiang Wu even reacted, oh, it's her dead-faced husband.
　　No, don't like him!
　　"I don't like it."
　　The man grabbed her wrist and forced her to raise her head: "Why?"
　　The drunk woman couldn't distinguish his expression and tone, but her subconscious intuition made her I am afraid of the current "Yang Zhou".
　　"Be nice to me." That's all she said.
　　She doesn't understand why no one is nice to her. She wants to have a relationship where she can give and gain, so why can't they be nice to her.
　　But the man's last trace of patience was completely exhausted in that sentence "I don't like it."