How to divorce the Prime Minister MTL

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Tough and stubborn, as well as a hint of sadness, "You haven't seen her covered in blood, lying there dying. You won't understand how much she hates her father. She has The more you hate your father, the more you will hate us."
　　It's not like he didn't think about it like his sister.
　　But the fact is that mother%e4%ba%b2 will never soften her heart or stop for a moment because of him and Nian Yin. The woman who held his hand and gave him gentle instructions all the way ended her life in the blink of an eye. They were almost separated forever.
　　Nian Yin also thought of that memory, and her face turned pale.
　　Chu Ye looked at his sister's drooping head and patted her shoulder: "You have lost the name Mingzhu. We have been separated from her for so long, and now we are reunited with great difficulty. Nian Yin... ...We can only hope that father%e4%ba%b2 can keep her."
　　He knew better than anyone else how possessive his sister was about mother%e4%ba%b2. Sure enough, after he said so, she stopped. Made a sound.
　　***
　　There was wine in the pavilion.
　　It's nighttime and it's not that hot anymore.
　　Chu Ling sent his servants away, so he and Jiang Wu were the only ones drinking and talking in the pavilion. It was said to be a conversation, but what was rare was that it was mostly the usually taciturn Chu Ling who was talking.
　　This was so new, but Jiang Wu was just bored. She even hoped that Chu Ling could talk less like before.
　　She didn't want to reply, so she could only drink one cup after another.
　　There was a pause in Chu Ling's voice. How could he not notice Jiang Wu's absent-mindedness? It hurts his wife. My heart has already flown elsewhere, unable to wait to escape from myself.
　　He reached out to pick up the wine glass and drank the wine in one gulp, covering up his moment of silence.
　　Even if the person next to you doesn't care.
　　Jiang Wu has a good capacity for drinking, so he drinks it very happily. Who would have thought that this wine tastes nothing but has great stamina. Not long after, she felt dizzy and her consciousness gradually faded.
　　She glanced at the person next to her and recognized the annoying Chu Ling, so she withdrew her gaze. Not long after, I took another look and saw who was coming? This time my mind was stuck for a while before I remembered, oh, it's Chu Ling.
　　She wants to reconcile with her husband.
　　After a few glances, Jiang Wu felt that the cold-faced Rakshasa's face seemed to be no longer cold. When she turned her head again after a while, the man sat closer to her at some point.
　　Jiang Wu saw it more clearly this time, and he smiled: "You are finally willing to look at me." He
　　was obviously smiling, but he was complaining softly.
　　Jiang Wu withdrew the hand he placed on his palm and moved it behind his back: "Don't hold it."
　　Although the words were ruthless, the charming voice was not lethal. The man was not annoyed, but instead He asked her patiently: "Why don't you give me a hand?"
　　"We... are going to make peace."
　　When she said this, her eyes were bright and her tone was very brisk, and her excitement was almost written on her face. ‌Yes.
　　Obviously, no matter how cute Jiang Wu is at this moment, the word "harmony" will not sound better because of it.
　　Chu Ling's expression changed slightly this time, and she paused for a long time before continuing to ask her: "Why do you want to make peace?"
　　Why do you want to make peace?
　　When Jiang Wu heard this, she could not finish the crimes of Chu Ling, the big devil, for three days and three nights. She began to complain aggrievedly: "You are not good to me."
　　"I will treat you well in the future. Yes, is it okay to not get along?"
　　"No." Jiang Wu continued to think, "You like others."
　　"If you don't like others, I will only like you."
　　"You won't let me take care of the child. "
　　The child will be by your side from now on, and you can do whatever you want."
　　Whatever Jiang Wu said, the other party responded patiently, saying that it would change in the future. Until she could no longer express her dissatisfaction.
　　When she paused, the man came closer and coaxed in a low voice: "Look, I will do anything to you. We won't get along, okay?"
　　"No." Jiang Wu's answer did not change. She herself found it strange. She would do everything she wanted. Doesn’t it sound great? Why am I still unwilling? She wrinkled her little face and after thinking hard for a long time, she finally came to a conclusion suddenly.
　　There is another most important reason.
　　"I don't like you." Even when she was drunk, she said this seriously and clearly.
　　She didn't feel there was anything wrong with what she said. Instead, she was very happy because she finally figured it out, and went to pour another glass of wine.
　　The noisy voice next to her just now became quiet after she said these words.
　　It was so quiet that the chirping of insects seemed harsh.
　　After a while, she heard a bitter smile from the man: "Well, I really can't help it." Jiang Wu looked over curiously. She could no longer distinguish the person at this moment, and she only felt that she was facing him. Those eyes were slightly red, as sad as if they were about to cry.
　　"But what should we do? A Wu," he took another step closer. Because there was no stone chair closer, he could only %e8%85%bf bend his knees, kneel on the ground, and grab her hand. He looked at the slender jade fingers, his eyes were stubborn and crazy, "I like you so much."