"Yang Zhiyuan, under that useless bed, there's a divorce agreement he signed, you go to his place and get it immediately. When Yang Zixie comes back, have Mom sign it!",A young man sheltering from the rain on the street saw Chen Hua walking dejectedly in the rain, but he didn't make fun of him.,Soon, a man in a suit came down from the Mercedes-Benz S600, holding a black umbrella and running to Chen Hua's side to shield him from the rain.。