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

Zhan Yan was stunned for a time. Her brain was blank. Her soft eyes looked particularly cold in the morning light. There was glittering water light and complicated and difficult emotions.

When will he be able to trust her?!

When can I believe it?!

It seems that the woman outside has such a great charm?!

Zhan Yan smiled, "I say again, it's not me!"

"It's not you? Zhan Yan, your acting skills are not very good!" Fu Beichen's eyes are like two clusters of dyed flames, with a cold voice, but with a trace of silence. "If it weren't for you, even if the media photographed something, would you dare to publish it like this?"

"Ha ha..." Zhan Yan suddenly giggled. The water mist gradually covered her dark eyes. Her eyes were sad, hopeless and sad. "If you want to add sin, why not? I knew it long ago!"

Then she took Xiao Yao to the other side and passed by him, "whatever you want, it doesn't matter to me!"

"Show your face -"

A roar rang through the sky of the garden, but when Fu Beichen still wanted to say something, a man hurried here under the leadership of Lin ma. He saw the man standing respectfully in front of Fu Beichen, "young master, master, please go back to the old house with the young lady!"

"Housekeeper Shen, has your father read the newspaper?"

The man called by Fu Beichen to housekeeper Shen still bowed his head respectfully and replied, "yes, that's why the master asked me to pick up the young master and his wife back to the old house. The master wants to know what happened!"

"OK, let's go back immediately!"

There was no way. Zhan Yan had to follow them back to Fu's old house. While she went upstairs to change clothes, Fu Beichen also came up. Originally, she thought he came up to change clothes, but she didn't expect that he came up to warn her. If his father dared to reveal a word, he would make her feel bad.

She just smiled.

In front of the Fu family's old house, Zhan Yan got out of the car, and Fu Beichen got out of the car. He came forward and grabbed her waist. He looked close. He also looked gentle.

"Dad is in poor health. If you dare to talk nonsense, angry with dad's body and show your face, you know the consequences!"

Zhan Yan smiled indifferently, "are you worried about your father or the woman outside you?"

Fu Beichen listened to Zhan Yan's words and was slightly stunned. He never thought that his wife could see things so transparent, which surprised him. He did know that his father knew that Lin Siwei was not dead. After all, he let his father know. According to his father's love for Zhan Yan, he would be embarrassed with Siwei.

"Don't worry, I know what you're worried about, and I won't make you unhappy!" Zhan Yan saw his surprise and smiled. "It's just Fu Beichen, I don't know what's wrong with you. I thought our relationship wouldn't be so bad after we came back from Italy. It's all my wishful thinking!"

Then he walked into the mansion first.

Fu Beichen was stunned. It took a long time to follow up.

As soon as she entered the door, she saw Fu Yunting sitting on the sofa. Although her face was still kind, she was still angry. Zhan Yan stood at the door, inhaled, and then stepped into the room. She went to Fu Yunting and looked at him with a smile, "Dad, what's the matter? Aren't you happy? If you're angry, you'll grow old faster!"

"Yan Yan, you child, you are so wronged that you still smile and refuse to tell your father that Beichen boy bullied you?!" Fu Yunting turns to look at Zhan Yan and is full of heartache. "If the newspaper is not published, I still don't believe it. Every time you ask you, you always lie to your father and say that he treats you very well. How can I explain to Zhan!"

"Dad, don't look at those newspapers. Go on... Brother Beichen treated Yan Yan really well and didn't treat me badly," Zhan Yan smiled brightly, poured a cup of tea and handed it to Fu Yunting. "The woman in the newspaper, I know, is an artist under Zhan's banner. I heard that she was ill. I asked brother Beichen to look at her for me. I don't want to be scribbled by someone with a heart!"

Then she looked at Fu Beichen and winked, "brother Beichen, you must find the person who wrote this report. I won't spare him if he writes so carelessly!"

Fu Beichen did not expect Zhan Yan to say so, nor did he expect that her shy appearance was so beautiful. Under the faint sunshine, the woman's smile bloomed in front of him like a flower——

"Brother Beichen, what's the matter with you?" when Zhan Yan saw that he hadn't answered for a long time, he began to call, and Fu Beichen didn't return to God until Zhan Yan called him, saying, "OK, I'll find this man!"

"Hmm!" she smiled and nodded at him.

Seeing that the relationship between them was so good, Fu Yunting also believed that the newspaper was just written by those boring people. Everything in front of them could not deceive people. He was happy to pull their hands together. His kind face gradually began to emerge. "OK, OK, dad is relieved to see your love!" he looked at Fu Beichen, "Beichen, treat Yan Yan well. If you dare to break her heart, dad will not spare you!"

Fu Beichen didn't speak, just raised his lips and smiled.

Fu Yunting left them for dinner. In the magnificent Fu family restaurant, the marble rice white table is filled with all kinds of delicacies, as well as all kinds of delicacies and high-grade cuisine.

Sitting at the head of the table is Fu Yunting, and standing next to him is the most loyal old housekeeper of the Fu family, housekeeper Shen. He has worked in the Fu family for nearly 40 years.

So, they didn't take him as an outsider!

"Yan Yan, try this. It's very good. My father specially invited a senior French chef to make it!" Fu Yunting kept putting vegetables in Zhan Yan's bowl. Soon, her bowl was full.

"Dad, this dish is really delicious," Zhan Yan smiled, "but if you eat it like this, Yan Yan must become a pig!"

Fu Yunting was so happy that he burst out laughing, "then our Fu family will raise their face. This little pig is still the most beautiful pig in the world!"

"Dad, you laugh at me!" Zhan Yan smiled. "By the way, where's mom? Why don't you see mom?"

"Your mother went to a French friend's house to play, and only my old man came back!" Fu Yunting smiled, glanced at Fu Beichen, who was eating silently, and sighed slightly. He didn't know that Zhan Yan lied to him just now.

If he insists on pursuing it, he is afraid that the last injured person is Yan Yan, the girl he loves.