How to divorce the Prime Minister MTL

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As soon as he touched her face, he suddenly heard her mutter.
　　He heard clearly that it was "Liang Qian".
　　The man's hand stopped in place.
　　Still can't forget it? She still remembers the name.
　　Chu Ling suddenly began to admire herself. She could get used to the pain in her heart just now and become expressionless.
　　It doesn't matter, he thought, he originally went all out to find this fragrance just to make her like it.
　　If he can be attached to her forever, if he can get her love, it actually doesn't matter if he plays "Liang Qian" for the rest of his life.
　　When Jiang Wu recalled it before, Chu Ling asked her, what are the past ten years? How could she not have the slightest hesitation about him?
　　Jiang Wu denied them all without hesitation, saying that they were all false, that all the past was false, that it was all his deception, and that she had recognized the wrong person.
　　Those feelings are not for him.
　　Chu Ling's hand finally touched the woman's face.
　　His heart has calmed down a little bit, and he is more entangled than before with whether he loves or not, and whether she can truly fall in love with Chu Ling.
　　Now, he just hopes that the two of them can stay together forever.
　　What's not for him? If you give it to him, it's his. What is fake will become fake, and a smile will appear on the man's face, making him look unspeakably sick in the dim light. If you fake it for a lifetime, it will become real. When
　　***
　　woke up from Chu Ling's arms, Jiang Wu was scared to death.
　　Gulu turned over and retreated back into the bed.
　　She wanted to slap herself twice. She slept so deeply last night that she didn't even know when Chu Ling came back. No, she has always been a light sleeper, how could she sleep so hard, still in Chu Ling's arms.
　　Jiang Wu was annoyed for a while before looking up.
　　Chu Ling's posture was a bit strange, with her upper body leaning against the bed rail. When she saw her looking over, she said lightly: "Since you just woke up, please help me change my clothes." It
　　was already morning, so to say that you just woke up , but the man’s bloodshot eyes seemed like he hadn’t slept all night.
　　"Ah? Okay..." Jiang Wu did wake up, but he couldn't pretend to be asleep like before, so he had to accept it. She was waiting for Chu Ling to move first. Before she could come, she looked over and listened to what he said.
　　"My hand is numb, please help me."
　　It couldn't be... that the pillow was numb, right? Jiang Wu resisted the urge to slap himself twice and went over to help him stand up.
　　When she got closer, she smelled a scent from the man. Because it was not like what he usually used, Jiang Wu took a more sniff. She thought she had done it very covertly, but the little movement of her nose flaring up , but was captured by Chu Ling.
　　"Do you like it?"
　　Jiang Wu was stunned, and after realizing what he was asking, he replied: "Well, it smells very comfortable." Although she meant to flatter him a bit, to be honest, she really liked it.
　　Why did you suddenly change your scent and start to become more flirtatious as you get older? Could it be that you have a crush on someone? That couldn't be better.
　　Chu Ling just watched her eyes follow her little head and turned her head with a faint smile.
　　The two of them almost went out together. In fact, Jiang Wu wanted to wait until he left before leaving. As a result, this man took a rest today and just didn't move.
　　But as soon as she went out, others followed her.
　　"Sir, go slowly." Jiang Wu could only see him off first.
　　The man paused for a moment, then suddenly turned around and said to her: "I'm going to my mother's house." He paused, "Do you want to go together?"
　　Jiang Wucai didn't want to go together.
　　"Sir, go, mother%e4%ba%b2 should be very happy, and I won't bother her old man."
　　Chu Ling glanced at the dressed woman. In her wide sleeves, her hands were tightened, loosened and clasped. After a few times, he asked, "How about you stay with me today?"
　　There was an imperceptible pleading in her voice, but unfortunately he could only see a hint of impatience on the woman's face.
　　"But, I made an appointment with someone to listen to a play today."
　　Jiang Wu really found him annoying. Seeing as his own mother%e4%ba%b2, why did he still have to take her with him? He rarely goes there once, but he has to wait and be beaten every day.
　　Fortunately, after she said this, Chu Ling finally stopped insisting.
　　Seeing that his carriage disappeared, Jiang Wu turned around to go to Mingzhu's appointment. Mingzhu seems to be in a bad mood recently, so she specially brought her a snack.
　　But she didn't know that the reason why Mingzhu was in a bad mood was actually because she heard her conversation with Chu Ling outside that day.
　　She also knew that Jiang Wu's hair extensions for her were actually just preparations for Chu Nianyin's hairdo ceremony.
　　Mingzhu couldn't blame her mother%e4%ba%b2 who couldn't remember anything, but she felt so aggrieved.
　　As long as she doesn't remember it, no matter how good she is to herself, she will never be the same as she is to her daughter.
　　After all, I can't compare to Chu Nianyin.
　　***
　　On the way to the theater, Jiang Wu suddenly started to rain.
　　The rain came suddenly and violently, and now she was halfway through the journey. She hesitated for a moment between going back and going to the appointment. After scanning the food box on the side, she finally chose to go to the appointment.
　　As soon as she arrived at the theater, someone greeted her, saying that the people waiting for her had already arrived in her private room. Jiang Wu dismissed the others and went in carrying the food box.
　　It has rained, and the weather is much cooler.
　　Perhaps the windows in the room were not closed. As soon as Jiang Wu opened the door, he felt a gust of cool wind blowing, with a slight smell of rain, and mixed with...another familiar smell.
　　Jiang Wu looked up and saw the tall figure by the window with his back to her. She gritted her teeth%e5%94%87 after just one glance.
　　Her nose felt slightly sour. This was the first time she met Mo Yangzhou after returning from the summer resort.
　　In those days when she first came back, she really felt as if the sky was falling. She was confused all day long because of this man's betrayal.
　　She thought she had sorted out her emotions, but the moment she saw Mo Yangzhou, she burst into tears again.
　　Everything that seems to be free%e8%84%b1 is nothing more than self-deception. It is precisely because they have seriously thought about their future, because they have paid and expected that they will be disappointed, sad, and even resentful.
　　Mo Yangzhou turned around under Jiang Wu's gaze.
　　It's still the same face, and they haven't been apart for long, but Jiang Wu feels like he's a lifetime ago.
　　"Madam." The man didn't move. He was trying his best to maintain calm, but with just two words, the trembling in his voice was already leaking out. Even before he said the next words, his eyes were already red. .
　　He seemed to have called Ah Wu again from behind. Jiang Wu was not sure. She felt that she had heard it wrong, because Mo Yangzhou was very measured and would never scream like this%e4%ba% b2 dense. □ This □ work □ is provided □ by □ Si □ Rabbit □ Net □ for □ online □ reading □
　　But she heard the last sentence clearly.
　　"Can you give me a chance to explain?"

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　　Jiang Wu clenched his hands tightly into fists and resisted the urge to turn around and leave.
　　"You don't need to explain anything," her eyes gradually became colder, "I'll ask you, and you answer me."
　　She took two steps in, put the food box on the table, and then looked back. man.
　　Her heart still aches when she sees this person. Everyone seems to think she is stupid, including Chu Ling, Qingyang, and Mo Yangzhou.
　　It seemed that coaxing her didn't even take any effort at all.
　　She didn't want to hear any more sweet words or be led away again.
　　"At the beginning, you deliberately borrowed Princess Qingyang to get close to me, right?" Jiang Wu asked.
　　She saw sadness in Mo Yangzhou's eyes, but in the end, she still saw him nodding slowly: "Yes."
　　"You have a grudge against Chu Ling, don't you?"
　　Mo Yangzhou nodded again: "Yes."
　　" Is it because of your wife?" When Jiang Wu talked about his wife, he saw the expression on Mo Yangzhou's face.
　　Sure enough, after all, it was the deep love between their husband and wife, and he was just...
　　Realizing that he was feeling sorry for himself again, Jiang Wu immediately stopped his thoughts.
　　Mo Yangzhou didn't know how to answer her question. Jiang Wu's question eliminated any ambiguity or possibility of appeal.
　　"Madam..." He wanted to say something, but suddenly he heard Jiang Wu speak again.
　　"If I asked you to drop everything and take me away now, would you be willing?"
　　This was probably the only chance she gave Mo Yangzhou to prove his sincerity, but... there was only this one.
　　Mo Yangzhou's eyes darkened completely.
　　"Madam, what I want to give you is true freedom."
　　Even if they can leave now, as long as Chu Ling survives, he will not be able to let go, and Jiang Wu will not be free.
　　Jiang Wu lowered her eyes, unspeakable disappointment welling up in her heart, and a sentence suddenly flashed in her mind.
　　"I won't give up on you for anyone."
　　It's as if someone has said this to myself, as if whenever I stretch out my hand, that person will never push him away.
　　Jiang Wu pulled back her thoughts. That's all. She asked this because she didn't really want Mo Yangzhou to take her away.
　　It's nothing more than letting each other see clearly that this is the road in front of them.
　　"I've finished asking, now it's your turn to explain."
　　Mo Yangzhou was stunned. He probably didn't expect Jiang Wu to be willing to give him a chance to explain. He seemed to have prepared a lot of words: "Madam..."
　　But just as he started, he was interrupted by Jiang Wu: "I just want you to explain what happened to Mingzhu."
　　These words seemed to be asking about Mo Yangzhou's death%e7%a9% On b4, the man looked so pale that he couldn't argue.
　　Jiang Wu actually shouldn't be involved in this matter.
　　"She is just a child. She should not be occupied by hatred and killing. She should have a life that belongs to her. This is what you, the father%e4%ba%b2, should do."
　　This was the last thing she could say. Yes.
　　When Jiang Wu came out of the room, he saw Mingzhu in the corridor.
　　She understood Mingzhu's thoughts, so she didn't say anything. She just put the medicine bottle she had prepared early in her hand as she passed by.
　　"Remember to apply it yourself in the future. It's not good for girls to have scars."
　　Mingzhu stared blankly at her mother%e4%ba%b2 who passed by after saying this. She remembered that before her father came, the man smiled bitterly and said, "You don't understand her."
　　But she just wanted her mother and father to clear up the misunderstanding.
　　Why does mother%e4%ba%b2 seem more distant?
　　***
　　Jiang Wu did not leave, she really listened to the opera in the theater.
　　There was singing babbling underneath, and she listened, but lost her mind. When she came back to her senses, she didn't listen to a word, but her thoughts ran away again. After doing this several times, she suddenly called out: "The first grade of junior high school."
　　A figure appeared in response, and it was really the first grade of junior high school that she hadn't seen for a long time.
　　Jiang Wu looked at him, then looked around, really curious about where he came from.
　　"Madam."
　　The man replied sternly.
　　"When did you come back?"
　　"It's been a while," Chu Yi said, then he seemed to think for a moment, and then he probably couldn't hold it back and asked, "When did Madam find out that I was there?"
　　"Yes. "I don't know," Jiang Wu thought for a while, "I just suddenly felt like you were there."
　　Speaking of which, Jiang Wu hated this executioner as much as he hated Chu Ling, but it was strange that he was like this just now. Feel.
　　Hearing what he said, the man's eyes, whose expression remained unchanged for thousands of years, flickered for a moment.
　　But Jiang Wu didn't realize that she might be too boring. She lay down on the back of the chair to make herself more comfortable, and then continued to talk to him: "Your Majesty, I really want to talk to you because of this." If you lose the competition, I'll transfer you away."
　　"No,"
　　it's just that.