The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

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After the assistant went in, she took Ye Yuwei's arm decisively, and then asked the nurse to stop drawing blood.

Ye Yuwei has been drawn at least 300cc of blood this time, so his face is pale.

"Ma'am, why are you doing this?" Assistant Wen said helplessly, "Why can't you get along with yourself, and the head is lower than the president, will some of them be solved?"

Ye Yuwei slightly raised the corner of her lips, leaning against the small window to endure dizziness.

"Head down? Assistant Wen, haven't I bowed enough times? I have no more dignity and continue to throw it on the ground to let him go down." Ye Yuwei's voice was low, and his head was his own head down over the years. Offensive behavior placed at his feet.

The assistant took a slight pause, watching Ye Yuwei reach out again and hurriedly stopped her behavior, "Madam, I'll go to help you pay the medical expenses first."

"No, I don't want to owe him anything." Ye Yuwei stopped the assistant's kindness, eased his breath, and then continued to reach out.

Wenzhu ideally said that the president asked me to stop you.

But when he said this, he thought it was a joke.

"Ma'am, the money is supposed to be lent to you. Will you pay me back later?" Assistant Wen said hurriedly.

Madam, if enough blood was drawn for tens of thousands of dollars, I am afraid that his life would be gone. Then the president will really let him be buried with him.

But at this time it was said to mean the president. I was afraid that the wife would sell blood to death, and she would not accept the president's kindness.

This is what his family did to the death of the president, and pushed the girl to what point.

Ye Yuwei looked up and looked at the sincere assistant.

"Thank you." Ye Yuwei said a small thank you, but she was grateful to the assistant, "I will return the money to you as soon as possible."

Assistant Wen quietly breathed a sigh of relief, at least his little fortune was saved.

The assistant seemed to be afraid of Ye Yuwei's repentance. He quickly helped Ye Yuwei pay the hospitalization fee, and then quickly returned to help Ye Yuwei get in the car.

"Madam, I'll take you home first." Assistant Wen said as he started the car, thinking quietly in his heart, going back to tell Uncle Jin, hurry up and take care of his wife's body. Recently, the president's menopause was advanced and his temper was unstable. very.

Come back home?

Ye Yuwei looked outside, and his face became paler, and it almost became transparent under the sunlight, making people unrealistic.

Assistant Wen looked at Ye Yuwei from the rearview mirror and almost talked for the president.

Ye Yuwei leaned his head against the window and looked at the unknown direction.

"Send me to Zhichun Road, I have a friend over there." Ye Yuwei whispered.

Even though Xiao Yaojing had succumbed to her, but now, apart from Xiao Yaojing, she has no one to rely on.

The assistant assistant slipped and almost drove the car to the sidewalk.

He silently prayed for the president in his heart, and was caught on his way to death. This time he foresees that the war between the president and his wife will intensify.

If the lady knows that the president ruined her girlfriend's job, then—

The assistant shivered, and dared not think about it.

He felt that he had to buy life insurance or something for a while.

Ye Yuwei slumped because of his sudden slip. He stabilized his body and looked at the assistant. He asked in a puzzled way: "What's wrong, assistant?"

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