I played the role of a cannon fodder scumbag, but I was the heartthrob

Chapter 301: The Scumbag Son-in-Law in the Rebirth Story (57)

Seeing this scene, Ye Zhao was stunned.

Shen Qingshu on the opposite side looked at him straight, with tears and pleading in his eyes.

Trying to soften his heart.

But this trick was somewhat useful in the past, but things are different now.

Ye Zhao came back to his senses.

If he doesn't want to use it, then he won't use it.

It's okay to go out and know in advance that you need to sign, even if you don't bring a pen.

But that doesn't matter, he can just call and ask someone to deliver it.

No matter what happens today, he has to sign the divorce agreement.

As for the rest, he couldn't care less.

Ye Zhao released his hand, took out his phone and unlocked it by swiping the screen.

Shen Qingshu felt so sad that his heart sank, and all his strength was drained away. He no longer had the confidence to persevere.

His hand loosened, and the pen fell into his hand.

The dialing action stopped abruptly.

Holding the slightly cold pen, Ye Zhao's eyes flashed with confusion.

Why would Shen Qingshu, who was so persistent just now, give up?

But he didn't delve into it any further, as that wasn't something he should be curious about.

He unscrewed the pen cap, held the pen and signed the agreement.

After signing, he handed it to Shen Qingshu, indicating that it was his turn.

Shen Qingshu took the document and pen, and his fingertips accidentally touched his hand.

Like a feather passing by.

Ye Zhao's expression remained unchanged, as if he didn't notice.

Staring at the signature column, Shen Qingshu's face looked serious and his brows were furrowed.

I haven't put pen to paper yet.

Ye Zhao lost his patience and raised his voice to urge, "Shen Qingshu, don't waste each other's time."

Shen Qingshu lowered his head, gripping the pen so tightly that he almost wanted to break it. Does this mean they can't get a divorce?

It was clearly me who wanted to divorce before, but now that it has come to this, I am still the one who regrets it the most.

If you know today, why should you be in the beginning.

You have to taste the bitter fruit you have brewed yourself.

Shen Qingshu was about to cry. She closed her eyes, made up her mind, and quickly wrote his name above.

He wrote just a few words with all his strength, and the handwriting almost penetrated the back of the paper.

The moment he saw his names filled in on the two agreements, Ye Zhao couldn't describe the feeling in his heart. He couldn't say he was sad, nor happy.

What he wanted no longer mattered.

"When's a convenient time to go and handle the paperwork?" He paused, then added, "For things like this, the sooner the better. What do you think?"

Shen Qingshu's heart tightened.

The dense needles pricked me so painfully that I almost couldn't breathe.

Squeezing his palm, he handed him the choice, "You name a time, and I'll cooperate."

Ye Zhaolue pondered, "Tomorrow, around this time, remember to bring the relevant documents."

"Okay." Shen Qingshu nodded weakly, his voice hoarse, "Zhao Zhao, when will you come back to live with us?"

When Ye Zhao was about to refuse, Shen Qingshu changed the subject, "Actually, grandma is sick and misses you very much. When are you going to visit her?"

Ye Zhao's face changed. His grandmother had called him these days, but he always refused to go back on the pretext of being busy.

I didn't expect that he didn't know that grandma was sick...

Guilt rolled in his eyes, "Grandma is sick, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Shen Qingshu shook his head in fear and quickly explained, "I didn't want to hide it from you, but grandma didn't allow me to, for fear that it would delay your work."

Ye Zhao took out his cell phone to call her, but the call didn't go through.

After thinking it over, I got off the car and said, "I'll go check it out this afternoon when I'm free."

"Zhao Zhao, when did you become so close to grandma?"

Seeing how much he cared about his grandmother, Shen Qingshu felt both happy and jealous.

Ye Zhao said nothing, closed the car door and left.

The car window rolled down, and Shen Qingshu waved at his receding figure, "Zhao Zhao, grandma and I will be waiting for you at home."

When he got no response, he drew back.

"Zhao Zhao really wants to divorce me, wuwuwu..."

The car window rolled down and he slammed himself down on the seat in despair, heartbroken and with no desire to live.

Her eyes were filled with tears, wetting her makeup as white as the wall.

Looking at the divorce agreement in my hand, the more I read, the angrier, sadder, and more heartbroken I became.

I wish I could give myself a big mouth.

"What do you think about this matter?"

After crying for a while, Shen Qingshu wiped her tears and cast a deathly gaze at Roger.

Count on him for advice.

Now he is helpless and can only try all kinds of treatments.

Faced with his request for help, Roger shuddered immediately.

I wish I could bury myself in the ground like an ostrich, "..."

It was you who wanted a divorce in the first place, and now you've got what you wanted, and you're still not happy?

How could he see that?

You choose, idol.