you sleep first. It's not a good time for us to talk about your emotions. I'll sleep in the study tonight.
Huo zhongrao clenched his fists and turned to leave the bedroom.
The little demon looked at Huo zhongrao's back and couldn't stop her tears from falling. It was pretty good ...
In the study.
Huo zhongrao was lying on the bed, smoking cigarette after cigarette.
His mind was filled with little demon's words about divorce, which were like a thorn that stabbed into his heart.
So what if he was the president of a country? he couldn't give his beloved woman the company she wanted.
That night, Huo zhongrao and Xiaoyao did not sleep. One was thinking about how to make up for it, and the other was thinking about how to end it ...
The next day.
Huo zhongrao had left the presidential palace early in the morning due to an emergency.
