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

Fu Beichen looked and connected the phone.

"Say!"

"President, we have successfully brought Miss Lin out, but she is not in good condition. Come and have a look now!"

Fu Beichen was stunned when he heard this. Looking at his back in the distance, he suddenly hesitated for the first time. He's gone now. What should Zhan Yan do?

What he thought was this instead of caring about Lin Siwei over there?

Zhan Yan looked at his embarrassed appearance over there, walked over and smiled, "what's the matter? Beichen!"

Fu Beichen looked up at the woman in front of him and felt a sense of guilt. He smiled and saw the driver coming over there. He said to Zhan Yan, "you buy some clothes first. I'll deal with something here. We'll go to the banquet in the evening!"

"Good!" Zhan Yan whispered.

Send Zhan Yan to the car and tell the maintenance department to deliver her to the destination safely, which inevitably makes Zhan Yan's smile deeper, "why, I'm afraid others will turn me away?"

"Yes!" Fu Beichen smiled faintly and gently pinched her nose. "Go, pay attention to safety on the road. I'll pick you up when I'm finished. Don't run around. I'll worry!"

Then he kissed her forehead. It seemed affectionate, but he didn't know his eyes, but he looked at a place in the distance, as if someone flashed.

"Then come earlier!"

"OK!" he brushed her black hair and smiled softly.

When Zhan Yan got on the bus, his original happy smiling face disappeared in an instant. Instead, he was still a little sad. Looking at the distant shadow from the reflector, he felt sad for a time. In fact, she knew that he didn't bring her to Venice for such a simple purpose this time, but she came.

Because she loves him, she can't refuse any of his requests.

Even if she knew that she would be injured in the end, she would not turn back, just like a moth to the fire.

Fu Beichen, in order to love you, I put down my pride and self-esteem. Please look back at me, okay?

Looking at people farther and farther away, Fu Beichen's smile became stronger and stronger. Then he got on another car, and the two cars drove in the opposite direction.

In a hospital.

Fu Beichen stood at the door of the ward. Chu fan stood outside the door and met him.

"President, Miss Lin has suffered a lot. I can't bear to see it, and her spirit has been greatly stimulated!" Chu fan thinks of the terrible picture when he just found Lin Siwei. He really can't bear to look back.

Even if he was a man, he thought it was too cruel.

"I know. Is she inside?" Fu Beichen frowned slightly, but his heart was full of guilt and remorse.

"Well, I'm inside, but I'm not in good mood in all aspects, and although I took her out, I'm afraid people over there won't be able to let Miss Lin go so easily!"

Fu Beichen sneered. Listening to Chu fan's words, Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, with a bit of bloodthirsty breath, but it was only a moment, and it had been hidden in the bottom of his eyes.

He opened the door and went in. A woman stood by the window.

Lin Siwei's original waist length hair has become shoulder length short hair. Her thin eyebrows and eyes are very beautiful. It seems that she heard the sound of someone opening the door. She turned and looked back at the people who came in.

In the sun, her face looked a little pale. Her eyes looked at Fu Beichen and didn't know what she was thinking.

However, the color of those eyes became darker and deeper, but they dispersed in a moment. Then, she looked very poor. She looked at Fu Beichen, ran to him and cried in a low voice.

"Beichen, I thought I would never see you again in my life, sobbing..."

"Well, don't cry, I'm here!" Fu Beichen took her in his arms. For a moment, he couldn't tell what it was like. He was really wonderful and didn't know what to say.

"Beichen, it's Zhan Yan, it's she who hurt me, it's she who hurt me..." Lin Siwei cried. Even though his eyes were full of tears, his eyes looked at the man in front of him. He was still as usual, with deep and indifferent ink eyes.

She knew that Fu Beichen was restraining his anger. He believed in Zhan Yan's framing her.

Lin Siwei's cry and her cry to Zhan Yan, I don't know why, all made Fu Beichen feel extremely bored. When she came back to him again, he didn't throb. Instead, he thought of Zhan Yan and the moving love words she said last night.

How does he feel about Lin Siwei now?

He doesn't know. He just knows that he doesn't have the original palpitation. He just feels guilty and blames himself. Because of him, Lin Siwei will suffer all this, so Lin Siwei is his responsibility in this life.

Although Zhan Yan did it, if it wasn't for him, Zhan Yan and his mother wouldn't do it!

In the ward, a light and elegant fragrance floated in the air.

After a long time, Lin Siwei said, "Beichen, don't you believe me?"

Fu Beichen was slightly stunned, and then looked at Lin Siwei's ink eyes with a trace of coldness, "I believe you, I'm also seeking justice for you, Siwei, I'm very happy to have you back!"

Looking at his reaction, Lin Siwei couldn't help but smile in a low voice. It turned out that some things would really change.

Besides, their feelings for so many years since childhood.

"Well, will you stay together all your life and never be separated?" Lin Siwei said softly, her voice slightly choked. The moment she looked up, she saw a sharp cold in Fu Beichen's beautiful ink eyes. She couldn't help but feel cold in her heart, but she continued, "Beichen, I want to be with you and never separate. I heard Chu fan say that we have found the three people. When we go back, you throw Zhan Yan into prison. We'll stop here, okay?!"

Fu Beichen closed his mouth and didn't speak again, but his ink eyes became more and more gloomy and had a frightening cold light.

Throw Zhan Yan to prison?

Zhan's family has been destroyed. If the information in his hand is thrown out again, Zhan Jing will also be arrested. If Zhan Yan goes to prison for deliberately abetting murder, all the exhibitors will be destroyed!

Is such punishment too cruel for Zhan Yan?!

The house was so silent that even the sound of a needle falling could be heard.

They just looked at each other and couldn't say a word for a long time.

The driver sent her to the Chanel store in Venice and asked the clerk to choose clothes for her, while he went outside without stopping zhanyan. She knew that shopping with women was a trouble. Why bother him!