Chapter 419

Huo Chengzhou pulled down his sleeve and said lightly: "nothing, not hurt."

"Brother Cheng drank yesterday and was allergic to alcohol." Huo Feng went straight and drove quietly. He didn't even look in the rearview mirror. He was afraid to see Huo Chengzhou trying to kill him.

"Why drink when you are allergic to alcohol?" Joanne opened the bag and took out a flower cake. It was still hot and crisp.

"I'm in a bad mood." Huo Feng replied quickly: "brother Cheng hasn't drunk for several years. The last time he drank may have been when he was lovelorn two years ago."

Joanne's act of eating a cake.

When he was lovelorn two years ago, when he couldn't get in touch with Big Joe?

Huo Chengzhou frowned: "Huo Feng, shut up."

Huo Feng gave a sound in his throat. Now shut up. Anyway, he said everything he wanted to say.

In short, Joan didn't ask much. The car drove all the way to the Civil Affairs Bureau in silence.

After eating a flower cake, Joan picked up another one, thought about it and looked at Huo Chengzhou: "do you want to eat?"

Nearby, there was also a faint rash between the neck covered by the man's shirt collar, which seemed very serious.

Huo Chengzhou refused: "you eat. If you want to eat later, you can contact aunt Fang and ask Lin Yu to send it to the piano house."

Joan's heart suddenly became astringent. Once again, she deeply realized that they were on the way to the Civil Affairs Bureau. This time, they divorced.

The man's angular facial features are as clear and meaningful as ever, only adding a clear alienation between the eyebrows and eyes, and the whole man's temperament is naturally particularly indifferent.

Joan subconsciously leaned against the door. She really just moved a little, but Huo Chengzhou caught it.

He turned his head and saw that the sun had plated a layer of Phnom Penh on Joan's side face, adding a touch of illusion to her delicate features.

"Don't hide. Alcohol allergy is not contagious."

The man's tone was very stiff. Joan looked at him. Unfortunately, his eyes were opposite.

It seems that today's men's eyes are particularly deep, like a lake in the mountains. There are no waves and waves, but there are many crises. People can't distinguish the depth of the lake, and people can't see the emotion behind the eyes.

Joe Ann was silent, and his tone was cold: "I'm not afraid of this, but your aura is too cold and makes people want to hide."

Huo Chengzhou didn't say anything. He just looked back and looked out of the window.

I have to admit that in the face of Joan's bright eyes, he always feels guilty and his mood fluctuates. This feeling makes him unable to keep calm.

……

Civil Affairs Bureau.

When the staff members mediated, they were faced with two extremely calm faces. When asked about the reasons for the divorce, Huo Chengzhou replied: "my responsibility."

The sight of the staff handed it to Joan. Joan's tone was particularly calm: "it's really his responsibility."

"Maybe you can try to communicate, what can be difficult between husband and wife."

Huo Chengzhou replied coldly: "no, thank you."

Joanne glanced at him. The man's face was cold, his thin lips pursed slightly, and he looked like he had made up his mind.

"Go through the formalities." "Trouble," she said to the staff

The mediation failed, but the staff quickly helped the two go through all the formalities.

Coming out from the Civil Affairs Bureau, the young couples who come to apply for marriage certificates hand in hand are all warm and happy.

Joanne's lips were hooked: "Mr. Huo, I hope you will be so happy next time you get married."