Jun Ting looked at the girl, seeing her holding a teacup, her skin fair and beautiful, her eyebrows delicate, red lips lightly touching the edge of the teacup, looking inexplicably captivating—
He felt his gaze was sowhat off, imdiately lowered his head again, and in a cold voice said, "Sister."
These two words, neither loud nor soft, were just enough for Yuan Yung to hear clearly. She instinctively gripped the teacup a bit tighter and gave Secretary Xu, who was scrutinizing her, a slight smile.
She thought, Secretary Xu might be thinking, this sister really doesn’t look much like her brother.
Even though Yuan Yung was rather inattentive, she could still see sothing in Secretary Xu’s eyes, let alone the fact she wasn’t that inattentive, naturally taking in everything more clearly.
In those alluring eyes, the word "like" was plainly evident.
This Secretary Xu liked her boss, and probably had liked him for a long ti, but had always been hesitant to confess.
In fact, Yuan Yung thought this was very normal. After all, Huo Junting’s excellence was undeniable. If there weren’t one or two people secretly in love with him, she would find it a bit abnormal.
But this feeling still made her a bit... uncomfortable.
However, it was just a little discomfort, endure it and it would pass.
Soon, she saw Huo Junting seed to have finished dealing with work affairs, tidying up the docunts on the table, standing up, taking his coat and putting it back on, and also looked at her, saying nothing, just signaling with his eyes: ready to leave.
Yuan Yung walked over with understanding, glanced at the ti, "Going over now should still be in ti."
Huo Junting thought the sa, "After we’re finished, we’ll have a al together, kind of like... a breakup al."
"...Oh." Yuan Yung glanced at him, thinking his mindset was really old-fashioned, even bringing up a breakup al.
——
But, both of them thought too perfectly, too smoothly, often things don’t go as one wishes.
The mont they entered the civil affairs bureau, they realized that today there seed not to be many marrying or divorcing, Yuan Yung was happily thinking they wouldn’t need to queue, yet a couple ready to divorce ca out with stiff faces.
The man’s face was sour, "Damn it, do we have to choose a day for divorce? I’m divorcing this old hag today, stamp or no stamp, it has to be done."
Soon, a staff mber rushed out, seemingly afraid the noise would disturb those handling marriage affairs, saying, "We’re really sorry, the stamp was just taken to be redone this morning, it’ll be quickest by tomorrow, you can co again then."
"Anyway, if you’re going to divorce... a day won’t make much of a difference, right?"
Jun Ting frowned and walked over, actually his anxiety was the sa as that man who just lost his temper, today him willing to step in here already consud considerable courage.
Wait until tomorrow?
He might imdiately regret it—
"Hello." He appeared very polite, but the aura of coldness around him was even more frightening than the man who appeared ferocious, "Is it really not possible today?"
Upon hearing this, the staff looked up at him once, and also at the pretty girl standing behind him, then smiled and said, "It’s just not possible on the divorce side, marriage can still be handled, please proceed through that passage."
Thinking such a handso couple surely couldn’t be here for a divorce, and they matched so perfectly.
Jun Ting was already in a bad mood, now it was even worse, but he was always the type who didn’t show it on the surface, so he still appeared to be the gallant gentleman, "We are here for divorce."
The staff was briefly shocked, "Well that’s... really unfortunate, can’t be done today."
Jun Ting still wanted to say sothing, but the person behind him suddenly rushed over, grabbed his hand, and pulled him out of the civil affairs bureau.
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