In the hotel.
Pushing a gap, Peter stood in front of the door and hesitated, he was quiet and silent, but finally had to go in.
It wasn"t long before dawn, the light yellow curtains that stretched to the ground were half open, the light gently penetrated, the two people were on the big bed, Qin Zhen hugged her soft pillow and slept on her side, Wang Hao asked someone to help her. When she changed clothes, she looked very weak at first, her face as big as her hand was still covered with tears. He did not expect that a few years later, when he met her again, he could turn into such a disheveled appearance.
Divorce.
Peter"s eyes suddenly became cold, remembering the last meeting in Los Angeles, she said to him: "Brother Peter, you really don"t have to worry about me, he"s very nice to me.
