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

Fu Beichen smiled and coaxed her, but saw that the little face was still that face, and couldn't help laughing. "Look at you, I believe what Confucius said is right. It's difficult to raise women and villains."

Zhan Yan pondered over the meaning of his words, threw himself into Fu Beichen's arms and hugged his neck, "why, you regret it and don't want to raise me?"

He raised his eyebrows. "What if I say yes?"

Zhan Yan attached to his ear and threatened fiercely, "if you dare to say yes, I'll never pay attention to you again, Fu Beichen!"

He encircled Zhan Yan's waist, "it seems that in order not to let you ignore me, I can only say no."

"It's almost the same." Zhan Yan kissed him on his right cheek as a reward, but suddenly remembered that Fu Beichen's friend didn't say there was a party? Let's go. It's too late! "

Fu Beichen looked at her smiling face, his eyes were slightly heavy, and took her into his arms, "you don't have to go today!"

"No, I don't want to be with you!" Zhan Yan said softly.

"Do I deserve you to do this for me?" Fu Beichen whispered, and his eyes seemed to look guilty.

"It's not worth it, only willing or not," Zhan Yan looked at him with a transparent luster in his dark eyes. "Because you are my husband, I'm willing to do anything for you! Beichen, you should remember that no matter what happens, I'm always by your side!"

"Then go!"

"Hmm!" looking at his back, zhanyan's bright eyes suddenly darkened, as if countless sadness had fallen from the bottom of her eyes, full of sadness.

If one day, you really understand, you will know how painful and helpless I am.

If this is what you want, I will fulfill you. Even if you don't love me, it doesn't matter. As long as there is once warmth, luxury and pitiful warmth, then this is enough.

At this time, many people have come to the castle, including Wilson. At this time, he is talking to another person. That person is song Zhiyuan. Suqianmo sits on the other side, quietly sitting in place, without talking to others.

"Wilson, you're so quick that you poisoned her. She's still a twin kite. The incubation period of this poison is only one year. Are you ready to let the eldest son of the Fu family be widowed?" Song Zhiyuan smiled and shook the wine glass in his hand. The light of red wine reflected into his eyes and looked more charming.

Wilson smiled and spoke fluent Chinese. "I always don't like to leave with water, and Mrs. Fu doesn't have to die, but it depends on whether master Fu wants her to live!"

"Wilson, let's make a deal. You give me the antidote of Shuangsheng kite," Song Zhiyuan smiled. "I'll give you the land outside G city!"

"Mr. Song, you bought it at a high price. For an irrelevant Zhan Yan, are you really willing to give me that land?" Wilson seemed to waver. He poisoned Zhan Yan to teach Fu Beichen a lesson. He forced him to take Lin Siwei away from him.

Secondly, Lin Siwei was not poisoned because she had lost her value. How could she be more important than Mrs. Fu.

He took the antidote as the negotiation condition and got benefits from Fu Beichen. Now that song Zhiyuan wants to give him benefits, he can naturally consider the deal.

"I'll ask Annie to negotiate with you tomorrow, but you must give me the antidote tonight!"

Wilson thought for a moment, thought for a long time, and then said, "OK, deal!"

At this time, there seemed to be a sensation outside. Some people said that Zhan Yan and Fu Beichen came.

Zhan Yan was dressed in a purple dress, with seaweed like hair scattered at will. Her pale face became moist because of makeup. Her lips were sweet. She took Fu Beichen's hand and smiled at Su Qianmo walking towards them.

"Wilson, I haven't seen you for a long time. You're still the same. You haven't changed at all!" Fu Beichen looked at Wilson over there. His eyes were dark, with a dignified taste, gloomy and bloodthirsty.

"I haven't seen you for a long time. I remember the last time I saw Fu Shao, or when you took over Fu after graduating from college. I didn't expect that it had been so many years since you left. Let's sit down and talk about what happened!" who was Wilson? Naturally, I saw that Fu Beichen was a bad person this time.

Zhan Yan looked at Song Zhiyuan sitting next to Wilson. She remembered where she seemed to have seen him?

But she really couldn't remember for a moment. His appearance was really so similar to Fu Beichen.

"No," Fu Beichen said indifferently, and then looked at Wilson. "You must know why I came to you?" his eyes suddenly became sharp, "say, what do you want?!"

"Well, young master Fu is really cheerful," Wilson's eyes flashed. "If you want what you want, it depends on your sincerity!"

Looking at the tension between the two sides, Zhan Yan suddenly felt very tired. Although she saw many irrelevant people when she came, she already knew that this was not an ordinary banquet, and such a scene was inevitable, but when she really faced it, she still felt very tired, and her head was also dizzy because she fainted and was not completely good!

"Beichen, you talk slowly. I want to go out to the garden!"

"Hmm!" Fu Beichen didn't want to let her go alone, but he didn't want her to know that she was highly toxic, so he had to let her go alone. His eyes inadvertently saw Suqian street, gave him a look, and then looked at Suqian street and went out with Zhan Yan.

And his pale face made him just want to end the negotiation quickly.

So that he can quickly end the negotiation and get the antidote to save Zhan Yan. Is it necessary to reduce his guilt?

He doesn't know. He only knows that he doesn't want to show his face.

When Zhan Yan came to the garden, she found that it was a unique Chinese garden design. It was very good. She went to the pavilion over there, leaned against the railing, looked at the gurgling water below, her eyes were dull, as if she were wandering, but her face was full of sadness.

Some things are really never going back.

In love, whoever gets emotional first means who gets hurt the most.

Unconsciously, facing the night wind and the faint lotus fragrance, she closed her eyes. In a trance, she seemed to notice that someone was coming to her. She opened her eyes, rubbed her eyes in surprise, and whispered, "are you Mr. Su Qianmo?"

Su Qianmo wore a black suit, which set him off. He frowned when he saw her slightly pale cheeks. "Well, I met yesterday, but you don't need to call me Mr. Su. Just call me Qianmo! You are Beichen's wife, that is, my friend. Don't be so strange!"