How to divorce the Prime Minister MTL

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The final fact.
　　She breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that she would fall short today.
　　But the next moment, she heard sobbing. Jiang Wu's body froze there, and she didn't even dare to lower her head to look.
　　Are you crying? Chu Ling?
　　In her impression, Chu Ling could only shed a few tears at best. How could that strong man, who seemed to be unstoppable, be like this now, crying like a wronged child?
　　He was using all his remaining strength to try to grab Jiang Wu's hand, even though it slipped down again and again due to weakness.
　　"Awu, please, I beg you. Don't take away my memory." All the fierceness and ferocity just now faded away, and the powerless man at this moment begged with a choked voice, "I have already written the letter of He Li. Okay, let me let you go, okay? Don't let me forget. "
　　This is his lover, his wife, don't let him forget the memories they had.
　　The hand that he had been unable to hold after trying for a long time finally moved, backhand, and held him. He heard the owner of the hand sigh, but he didn't even have time to feel happy about the softness in the sigh before he heard Jiang Wu's voice.
　　"Chu Ling," there is no love and no hatred anymore, her voice is very calm, "Forget, I am the best for you and me."
　　Dog%e5%b1%81's best!
　　"Sun Ke, come and see, he can't move."
　　Jiang Wu called to Sun Ke who was too frightened to come forward. After hearing what she said, the old man wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeves. He would have never dared to take such a risk if the young master hadn't been there to persuade him.
　　Chu Ling felt Sun Ke's hand touch her pulse.
　　How dare this old man! He's going to chop him up! Kill him! He wanted to lock Jiang Wu up so that she could only look at him forever!
　　The man roared and cursed angrily in his heart, but in the end, he couldn't even cry and beg in embarrassment.
　　Before falling into coma again, he stared hard at the woman's face. That face was so cold that there was no trace of hesitation or reluctance, as if he wanted to engrave her in his heart.
　　I don’t want to forget, I can’t forget. A line of tears just flowed out of the corner of his eyes. That was... his beloved wife. When
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　　came out of the room, Jiang Wu saw Chu Ye waiting there.
　　"Mother%e4%ba%b2."
　　He glanced at the door behind Jiang Wu, and the intolerance for his father%e4%ba%b2 flashed through his heart at that moment, and was quickly suppressed by him.
　　Chu Ye handed over an envelope: "I found this in my father's study room."
　　Jiang Wu took it and saw the words "Heli Shu" on it, but did not open it. Just fold it and put it in your sleeve.
　　"Let's go." She said softly.
　　After that, they had nothing to do with each other.

Chapter 122 Finale (1)
　　This calligraphy and painting shop is located in a corner of the capital. Although it is newly opened, it is somewhat famous among scholars.
　　Especially scholars who come to Beijing to take exams and lack the money will always receive suggestions that they can come here to sell some paintings and calligraphy.
　　When the man walked in, he was observing the calligraphy and paintings on the walls on both sides. The quality was somewhat uneven, but overall it was not bad.
　　"Master, are you here to see calligraphy and painting?"
　　A greeting brought the man back to his senses. He looked over and saw that it was a pretty woman who asked him.
　　"Ah? Ah..." He was a little panicked for a moment. In fact, he came here because he was short of money and was recommended by someone. At this moment, he squeezed the scroll in his hand tightly and didn't know how to speak.
　　The woman seemed to understand when she saw him like this, and the smile on her face did not diminish: "Did you bring the calligraphy and painting yourself? Master, wait a moment." After saying that, she called inside, "Boss."
　　The man had heard that the boss here was a woman who had been married but was divorced by her husband's family, and the two children were almost the same age as him.
　　He had imagined in his mind what such a woman should look like. Even if he thought about the good-looking side, she should be a middle-aged lady, but her charm is still there, and she is charming when she smiles.
　　Until the curtain was opened and the person walked out, he lost all words in an instant.
　　The woman was wearing a plain long gown, with a hollow gray blouse embroidered with golden birds and animals on the outside. Beautiful, this was his first thought. He couldn't even find other appropriate words to describe it, but it was by no means something that could be easily blasphemed. .
　　When that gentle look came over him, he even began to feel ashamed of himself for his imagination just now.
　　"Young Master?" Seeing that he didn't respond, Jiang Wu called out again.
　　The man who had regained his senses had a look on his face. It was probably because the shame of the other person's rudeness overcame the embarrassment of being short of money, and he immediately took out his picture scroll.
　　"I heard that the boss collects calligraphy and painting here, and the young man showed his embarrassment, so he also painted one and asked the boss to take a look."