Ning An sat down opposite him, face to face with him.

Song Shaoyan pushed the document in front of her: "You can take a look."

Ning An lowered his head and reached for the documents on the table.

It contained the divorce agreement she gave him. She didn't ask for anything when she gave it to him at the beginning of the year, but he still gave her part of his property.

She flipped through them one by one, and his name was signed in all the places that should be signed.

"Song House is a property in my parents' name. I can't give it to you. All the properties in my name belong to you." Song Shaoyan said calmly.

Ning An knew that he had many villas and apartments under his name, which was not unusual.

Young men like them are accustomed to buying luxury houses and luxury cars.

Ning An put down the agreement and said calmly: "I was penniless when I came, and I don't want anything when I leave. I won't take away anything that doesn't belong to me."

She had an indifferent expression, a calm look on her face, and her off-white coat made her look particularly quiet.

Apart from being calm and collected, she didn't know how to express her inner feelings.

Even if the waves are rough, you have to be brave in the face of danger.

She had already prepared for the divorce, but now that Song Shaoyan mentioned it to her, she was not surprised.

It was this day, he had chosen so well.

He is worthy of being the father of the child in her belly. Father and son are connected and have a clear understanding of each other.

"As compensation from me, you slept with me for a year, didn't you?" Song Shaoyan sat lazily on the sofa, his eyes dim, "Anyway, this little thing is nothing."

"Who do you think I am? Your lover who sleeps with you?"

"I was on a business trip during this period, and suddenly I felt that the relationship between us was very boring." Song Shaoyan frowned, "This is almost the same as getting tired of it. I also said at the beginning that if you get tired of it, you will get divorced. This is what you dream of, right?

Is that so? I don’t think you need to be aloof, just take what you should get so that you don’t have to rent a house outside.”

Song Shaoyan still looked like a noble man, with an indifferent chill on his handsome face.

There was no trace of panic.

He seems to be a gentle, polite and humble gentleman, but every word he speaks is like a knife, with deadly moves.

Ning An admitted that she had never been Song Shaoyan's opponent when it came to hurting people.

He could say that she was ugly and vulgar outside, which would damage her dignity and self-confidence. Likewise, he could say these words now with ease and without any shame.

"I'm sorry, I don't want anything from you, and I don't even bother to ask for it." Ning An smiled, his smile pale and feeble.

"I feel bad if I don't compensate you. After all, you have been with me for more than a year."

"If you insist on giving it to me, then donate it to charity in my name."

"Why bother, we have been together for more than a year, there is no need for this." Song Shaoyan was calm.

"I don't want to argue with you about the real estate. Even if you give it to me, I will donate it." Ning An's attitude was very firm, "Song Shaoyan, I only want your attitude. Now that the divorce agreement has been signed, I will not do it in the future."

See you again, right?"

She stared into his eyes, seeking a definite answer.

Song Shaoyan almost did not hesitate and smiled: "Of course, aren't you kidding? After signing the divorce agreement, how can we meet again?"

"Does grandpa know about this?"

"Grandpa... I will explain it to him, so you don't have to worry about it."

"I hope Mr. Song will keep his word and have a good time together."
Chapter completed!