Marital shenanigans: ex-wife, don't come back

Before her words were finished, Fu Beichen took a hard bite on her white shoulder. He felt pain, clenched his fist and pounded heavily on his chest.

"Zhan Yan, if you dare to mention those irrelevant people again, you try!" Fu Beichen said angrily, but gently hugged her in his arms, and his lips fell a kiss on her forehead.

Zhan Yan snuggled up to him, and his lax eyes had an unspeakable warmth.

"Yan Yan!" he recalled her name again.

"Here!" Zhan Yan replied with a smile, blinking her beautiful eyes at him, waiting for him.

Fu Beichen stretched out his palm, gently lifted her cheek, and said melancholy and affectionately, "Yan Yan, if time could go back, would you still choose to love me? Just like I asked you at the Erhai sea, I love you, do you still love me?"

Zhan Yan held his hand, the dimple on his lips disappeared, and there was a dignified look, "at that time, I replied that you said you loved!"

Fu Beichen hugged her tightly, his head buried in his hair, as if he were imagining the scene.

"I did something wrong. At that time, I thought it was normal that you didn't forgive me, so no matter what you did to me, I thought it was right!"

Zhan Yan has lost his smile, and there are tears in his eyes. The two thin lips trembled a few times and made a light sound. She said, "well, then?"

"Then, at that time, I was afraid that you really didn't want me. What I thought most was, how should I live alone?" Fu Beichen said seriously and solemnly.

Zhan Yan nodded, tears almost burst into his eyes, and Fu Beichen's low and dumb voice lingered in his ears. Her cheeks were buried in his chest, and her tears could not help bursting the dike.

His words are really beautiful, but unfortunately, it's just "if".

Even if Fu Beichen is rich, no amount of money can buy back time.

They can't go back to the past. Those injuries already exist!

Zhan Yan dried his tears, raised his head and looked at him with a smile, "Beichen, those have passed. What I think now is that we can live our life well and quietly!"

"Hmm!" Fu Beichen nodded, and the corners of his eyes were wet.

Although they also reached the end, they took too many detours. After suffering and injury, they nearly missed each other on the way.

Fu Beichen really regretted that they had missed too much time.

"Yan Yan, I owe you too much. I promise you, I will make up for it and use the rest of my life!" his lip kiss whispered in Zhan Yan's ear.

"OK!" Zhan Yan nodded with a smile, stretched out his hands, studied his appearance, held up his chin and smiled playfully, "brother Beichen, you must live a long life, so you can make up for me more!"

"Well, I promise you, I won't die before you!" Fu Beichen replied seriously, like a promise.

From now on, he should not only take good care of Zhan Yan and Xiaole, but also take good care of himself. He can't allow himself to die first than Zhan Yan, because his Yan is too fragile and she can't bear the pain of losing him.

Zhan Yan didn't know what he was thinking. He playfully pinched his face, smiled and asked, "does president Fu want to find a young and beautiful one after I die?"