This chapter begins to use the anti-theft seal, please forgive me for causing trouble.

Two years ago, she married into Ji's family, which caused a lot of criticism. People in the family said that she had cultivated fortune for several lifetimes. People here have never been so explicit, but the inquiries in her eyes could not be more clear and true. As for the backside How to say, how do you need to speculate? Now that she left the Ji family, in their eyes, she was afraid that she would fall into the dust from the clouds and be beaten back to her original shape. Even if they knew that it was her who proposed to leave, they would only think that she couldn't think of it, she didn't know what to do, and she couldn't help herself.

In this relationship, all public opinion is not on her side.

Thinking of the future, thinking of her mother's incomprehension and possible hysteria, Cheng Ji'an is not afraid, but no matter how afraid, she has to choose to move forward without turning back.

The days ahead are still long, and she can always live them.

As for how their divorce should be dealt with by the old man, she thought Ji Chongjun could always handle it.

Moreover, Mr. Ji chose her as his granddaughter-in-law only because of his life-saving grace in the past. She was only dipped in the light of her ancestors. As for herself, how much favor did he give her?

The reality is always cruel, but some people see it clearly, and some people don't believe it.

...

Cheng Ji'an didn't have many things, mainly some books and paintings, just because he had to clean up, it was inevitable that he had been busy for two days.

The divorce she proposed was naturally her leaving, and it should have been her leaving.

Looking at the empty studio, Cheng Ji'an's eyes flashed with confusion. This is where she stayed for two years. She arranged it little by little, filled it little by little, and then emptied it little by little. But all she can do is to erase the traces of her use, and then return it to Zhao as completely as possible.

The servants below were surprised by her busy schedule these days. Some people asked, but Cheng Ji'an just smiled and shook her head.

She never wanted to say more, and when the time came, they would know everything.

In these two days, Ji Chongjun never appeared.

On the third day, when she looked at the packed salute and wondered if she should leave first, she finally got a call.

"Hello ma'am, I wonder if you are free today. Mr. Ji asked me to draw up a divorce agreement for you to look at..."

Meng Dezhao, Ji Chongjun's lawyer, also handled the prenuptial agreement when he got married.

At that time, Ji Chongjun also did not appear.

...

Lawyer Meng arrived soon, a man in his early thirties, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, dressed meticulously, with a smile on his face, but his eyes were hard to see, gentle and elite.

Although Cheng Ji'an had only dealt with him once, he knew his business style was concise and clear. After a brief greeting, he invited him to a seat and waited for him to speak.

Meng Zhaode really didn't say much. He took out a stack of documents from the file bag on the side, put them on the table, and pushed them over, "Madam, please take a look."

Cheng Ji'an looked at the thick divorce agreement on the table, but she was a little stunned. She originally thought that the divorce would be easy, with a few sheets of paper at most, but she didn't expect that there would be so many. Even more than her prenup.

She wanted to pick it up and take a look, but she was a little stunned. There was no doubt that the divorce agreement was at the top, but there were other documents below, and the top one was a "detail of assets".

She also understands that the prenuptial agreement has listed the components of the assets that she can get if divorced, and now these "asset details" should be the specific proof of those components.

Thinking about it, she opened the divorce agreement again. A few thin sheets of paper, you should be able to sign after reading it.

It's just that I haven't read a page yet, but I'm still stunned. At the bottom of the first page, the part that she can share after the divorce, the first is the division of the common property of nearly 30 million yuan.

The prenup did say something about the division of community property in the event of a divorce, but she never thought there would be so much. The agreement had too many constraints and restrictions, almost harsh, and she signed it at the time, firstly, she never thought about it, and secondly, she thought about it in a different way. The stricter the treaty, the better.

Although she had been married to the Ji family for two years, and her daily expenses were countless, Cheng Ji'an had never seen such a large sum so intuitively. Looking at the piece of paper in front of her, she was unavoidably surprised.

But the surprise was followed by disappointment.

She never thought she would get so much when she filed for divorce.

She opened the second page in a daze, and the second line of words that caught her eye made her eyes wave again.

"Two: From the date of divorce, the Cuihu Villa in Cuihu Bay belongs to the woman..."

Green Lake Villa, is this...? Cheng Ji'an raised his head and glanced at Meng Dezhao, but Meng Dezhao just smiled at her.

Looking back, it's even more shocking.

"Everything in the villa is owned by the woman, including furniture and furnishings... All the jewelry, jewelry, and clothing of the woman are owned by the woman..."

Cheng Ji'an didn't dare to look at it again, but it was just a few lines, but the value it represented was far from immeasurable.

Let's just say that this Cuihu villa is already worth more than 30 million yuan; and what are her jewelry, which are ordinary? Although Ji Chongjun was estranged from him, he ordered people to buy her everything that fully matched her identity as Mrs. Ji. Even when You Shan saw the things she wore, she often couldn't help but admire them. How could the total value of these jewels be less than 30 million?

However, none of this was in the original prenuptial agreement.

Cheng Ji'an couldn't help but look at Meng Dezhao again, in disbelief.

Meng Dezhao still just smiled, "These are all Mr. Ji's intentions." - It has nothing to do with me, I just follow the order.

Cheng Ji'an was suddenly a little complicated. She lowered her head and looked at the paper in her hand, but did not respond for a long time.

Meng Dezhao had already taken back the documents on the table, opened them one by one, and then presented them in front of her, "If you have no doubts, Madam, you can sign these first. Of course, if you have any doubts, please also ask. Just mention it to me."

Cheng Ji'an glanced at the documents spread out on the table, only to find that under the "Asset Details", there were transfer agreements - house transfer, car transfer, jewelry transfer...

Cheng Ji'an stroked her fingers one by one, but finally stopped, "Can I not?" Her voice was a little hoarse, and her eyes were not sure.

Meng Dezhao smiled, but only said: "I think Mr. Ji hopes you can accept it."

Saying that, he opened the last document in his hand in front of her.

At the end of the document, Party A has signed the name, the three words of calm and handsome - Ji Chongjun.

Not only was it on that document, but other documents had already been signed. Even at the end of the divorce agreement in hand, there were three words in black and white, clear and eye-catching.

This is not to be questioned by her, nor to be excused.

In other words, it doesn't give her room for negotiation.

But shouldn't she be grateful?

Cheng Ji'an read the divorce agreement in his hand at a glance, picked up the pen, and finally signed on the woman's place.

- "Cheng Ji'an".

It's like signing the marriage agreement in the first place.

Meng Zhaode put away all the documents one by one, Cheng Ji'an looked at them, but was silent. A beginning, an ending, two years, it will end.

When Meng Dezhao finished packing everything, he took out another thing from the bag beside him, "Madam, this is also given to you by Mr. Ji."

Cheng Ji'an took it in a daze, opened it, and his eyes wavered again.

It was a necklace with countless diamonds inlaid with a pink diamond. It was gorgeous and dazzling, and it was unparalleled in beauty.

And at first glance, it is worth a lot.

"This is?" Cheng Ji'an didn't know what it meant, and looked at Meng Dezhao again.

Meng Dezhao had already stood up and replied, "This is the second wedding anniversary gift Mr. Ji prepared for you."

After speaking, he smiled again, "I will say goodbye first, and there will be an appointment later."

"There will be a period later." Cheng Ji'an responded hastily, and then looked at the box in his hand, but felt that its weight suddenly became heavier.

Ji Chongjun rarely had contact with her, but he also gave her gifts. On her birthday, on their wedding anniversary, last year, he gave an equally expensive bracelet.

He has always been generous to her.

And now, he is still generous to her, giving her a house, a car, jewelry, and enough compensation. Even if he has signed a divorce agreement, he will still give her the wedding anniversary gift prepared for her. superior.

Just because—that was meant for her.

The things she used, he never touched; even the things she hadn't used, once they were marked by her, he would never use them again.

Cheng Ji'an held the box, and suddenly smiled, smiled, but the smile faded a little.

...

In the building of the Ji Group, the board of directors is being held fiercely.

Ji Chongjun sat in the first place and listened to their debate, but he was a little uneasy.

At this time, the mobile phone on the table vibrated, Ji Chongjun raised his eyelids, thought for half a second, picked up and pressed the answer button, then stood up and walked to the window.

On the phone, Wu Ma's voice was a little excited, "Mr. Ji, I'm sorry to bother you, I just wanted to tell you that my wife packed two suitcases and left, I don't know what's going on..."

The hand holding the phone tightened, and after a long time, he replied, "Got it."

Looking out from the thirty-sixth floor, the sky is vast, Ji Chongjun stood for a long time, but his eyes were only deep.

And behind him, the entire board of directors looked at him silently.

...

Outside the Cuihu Villa, Cheng Ji'an dragged two suitcases and walked forward, the wheels were rolling, with the anxiety of not knowing the way back, but also with the relief that he could finally say goodbye to everything.

Behind him, Lao Zhou drove the car but followed closely. He opened the car window, looked solemn, and kept persuading, "Madam, where are you going, let me see you off..."

"Ma'am, it's a bit far from here, and it's not convenient to take a car..."

"Madam, get in the car..."

"Madam, it's not easy for us to explain to Mr...."

Cheng Ji'an couldn't resist, and finally stopped, "Well, please help me to the nearby bus station..."

bus stop? There was a moment of disbelief in Lao Zhou's eyes, but he did so in the end.

When he got to the bus stop, Cheng Ji'an took down his luggage again, and Lao Zhou hurried to help and said, "Madam, where are you going, I can take you there directly."

Cheng Ji'an just smiled, "No need. Thank you, Lao Zhou."

The bus had come, and Cheng Ji'an walked up with his suitcase.

Put a coin, turn around, wave goodbye.

Lao Zhou wanted to keep up, but the bus was already closed.

In a blink of an eye, it was gone.

There were not many people in the car. Cheng Ji'an walked to the back seat and sat down, pulling the distance away a little bit without looking back.

If you don't leave completely, how can you start again?

...

Ji's Group, Lao Zhou's text message came.

"Mr. Ji, my wife got on a bus and left..."

At noon today, a wealthy businessman came to the exhibition hall. He originally came here to buy Feng Lao's paintings, but he took a fancy to the "Sunflower Girl" hanging on the middle wall. It is said that he stood looking at it for a long time, then suddenly burst into tears, and then said that he would buy the painting. After the staff gave him a bid, he raised his hand again, "I'll pay two million to buy this painting!"

The staff were frightened, so they quickly invited Mr. Pan from home. After some inquiries, they found out that the girl in the painting looked very much like his beloved daughter who died young.

His daughter suffers from a severe psychological deficit, rarely speaks, can't communicate with people, but calls him Daddy when she sees him. He also picks all kinds of flowers every day and dances with it.

In the end she died by suicide at the age of sixteen.

Before she died, her eyes were slack, but she was still holding his hand. She said, Dad, this world is too dark, I'm going to a place full of flowers...

The rich businessman said that the girl's eyes in the painting are the same as his daughter's.

Cheng Ji'an felt a little regretful when he heard this story. He was sixteen years old, at the most beautiful age. In the end, however, she still refused the request made by the wealthy businessman.

The wealthy businessman said he must have bought the painting at such a price, but he hoped to meet the person who painted it. He said that he said that a person who can draw such a picture must also be a person with a story, and a person who can draw such a beautiful picture must also be a very beautiful person.

Cheng Ji'an naturally did not dare to agree. She didn't want to show her face, and she didn't want to be involved like this.

Brother Da Pan also refused for her early in the morning, but he couldn't stand the repeated requests of the rich businessman, so he called her and said that she needed to follow her advice. Later, the phone did not get through, and there was an excuse to shirk. However, the rich businessman insisted before leaving, saying that he must arrange for them to meet, and he will come tomorrow, hoping to have good news by then.

Brother Dapan finally said, if you don't want to show up, I will reject him tomorrow.

Cheng Ji'an nodded and agreed, and at the same time handed over the painting to him. She had no opinion on the price, and it would be enough to donate it all.

Senior Brother Da Pan also responded, and said that he would contact him when there was something wrong.

...

In the afternoon of the next day, Senior Brother Da Pan called again, and the wealthy businessman really came again. Not surprisingly, he asked about the meeting again. This time, Brother Da Pan has repeatedly refused, and the call has been opened, but I have no intention of this.

The wealthy businessman was very sorry, but he begged Senior Brother Da Pan for help, and still asked him to arrange for him to see the person who painted once, no matter what, not now, but in the future. In the end, three invitations were left, one for Mr. Feng, one for Senior Brother Da Pan, and one for the "Miss Cheng" on his behalf, hoping that they would all come to attend his upcoming party.

Cheng Ji'an naturally refused, and even the invitation was not sent by his senior brother.

To her slight surprise, the wealthy businessman still bought her painting, and it still cost two million. Not only that, but he also bought four of the teacher's paintings at a price higher than the list price.

...

Cheng Ji'an began to work with peace of mind, and Yin Xudong didn't come to her again, which made her extremely fortunate. She thought that people always have some sense of shame, and she also blamed herself for making such a decision earlier in the morning.

Someone asked her about collecting flowers, but she just smiled and said that someone might be playing tricks on her, and she still doesn't know who it is. The storm gradually calmed down.

When it was about to get off work that night, the phone of the dean's office suddenly called. She didn't know what was going on, so she just packed up and hurried over.

When went in, Zhan Ming was there, sitting on the sofa and talking to the dean. The atmosphere was very relaxed.

"Xiaocheng is here, sit down quickly." Dean Wang was very happy when he saw her, and greeted her warmly to sit down.

"President, what are you looking for from me?" Cheng Ji'an sat down beside Zhan Ming and asked suspiciously.

"It's like this," Dean Wang replied, "I have a small gathering held by overseas Chinese collectors to showcase their personal collections. The purpose is to have some exchanges and discussions with other collectors. In order to protect more antiquities and make some contributions to his hometown, the collector is going to donate some of his collections to our Huadu Museum for free and make some financial support for our museum. For this gathering, he also joins invited us..."

Dean Wang took out a well-made invitation card with ancient charm from the table, and said, "Originally, I was going to arrange Vice Dean Shi and Zhanming to go together, but you Vice Dean Shi saw the invitation card. The words 'accompanying you' are not happy. He said that he would not go to the party because he wanted to eat, drink and dance together. He asked me to find someone else. Haha, Xiaocheng, you have been here for a while, you should know Vice Shi What kind of person is the dean? He is very knowledgeable, but he doesn't like to join in the fun.

Later, he asked me to simply come to you, saying that you are good at speaking, knowledgeable, and good-looking. You and Xiaozhan stand with a man and a woman, which is more suitable than him, and let me leave the opportunity to young people. I think too, if it's just an academic, Vice President Shi is really suitable, but if it's a party with a dance party, it's more suitable for you young people. So I quickly called you and called you here. In addition, I also think, it is said that the museum is full of old guys like us, I want to show them, there are handsome men and beautiful women in our museum! "Speaking, Dean Wang laughed heartily again.

Cheng Ji'an stood up and replied, "Thank you for the love of Dean and Vice Dean Shi, but I'm afraid that I will be incompetent..."

She was a little nervous, she had never really participated in such an occasion. Moreover, she only wanted to hibernate and live a quiet life, and she never thought about walking in front of people again.

"Xiaocheng, don't be humble, we all see your talent." Dean Wang replied, "You don't have to be under any psychological pressure. In fact, you have already been approached about donation and funding projects. Zhanming is in charge of it, although it has not been completely decided, but it is also close to ten. And this is also a small party, there are not many people. You go this time, even if you relax, just treat it as a leisure and fun. Besides Well, if you don't go, we really can't find a suitable person to go with Zhanming in our yard..." Director Wang said, and laughed again, indeed, she is the only unmarried woman in the yard. people.