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

A warm cafe.

The waiter brought up two cups of coffee with strong aroma and heat. Zhan Yan stretched out his hand and held the coffee cup to warm his cold hand and drive away the coolness brought by autumn.

"Don't know what you want to do with me?" zhanyan looked up at the woman sitting opposite. She always felt that she gave her a feeling of familiarity and warmth. It seemed that they had seen each other a long time ago, so she smiled easily and said, "madam, if there is something, you can say it directly. I won't care!"

"Miss Zhan..."

"You say!"

Huang Yating was slightly stunned. She looked up and saw Zhan Yan's smile. She suddenly didn't know why and felt guilty.

After a long time, she said faintly, "I want to ask Miss Zhan for something. Please promise me, will you?"

Zhan Yan's smile is still faint, and her voice is also gentle, just like the transparent sunshine outside the window.

"I don't even know what my wife wants me to promise you... How can I easily promise?"

Huang Yating was stunned again. She looked at the girl in front of her and was so stunned that she didn't know how to interface. There was a faint light in the dark pupils. She said quietly, "if you say something too much, do you want to promise?"

Huang Yating did not dare to look directly into those bright starlike eyes. She lowered her head and said softly, "I want you to leave Fu Beichen... He belongs to my daughter alone... She really can't live without him..."

"Miss Zhan, you were born with everything. You have so many things, but my daughter has only Fu Beichen. She has only Fu Beichen alone!"

Zhan Yan's long eyelashes trembled slightly. The heat of coffee was dense in front of her eyes, and there was a quiet look in her eyes.

If she heard right, she meant that Fu Beichen only belonged to Lin Siwei?!

Why did she say that? Why?

Isn't Lin Siwei dead?!

"She... Isn't Lin Siwei dead?"

"Wei Wei didn't die. The body reported at that time was not Wei Wei, but someone else... Wei Wei was taken away and came back recently, and she fell ill because of her rush..." Huang Yating's voice was filled with regret and deep maternal love, "Now Wei is back, but you have married Fu Beichen. How can you keep Wei Wei like this?"

Like a bolt from the blue——

Zhan Yan's fingers holding the coffee stiffened slightly, but still listened silently.

"So, Miss Zhan, I'm a mother, please? You leave Fu Beichen. As long as you leave, we'll let bygones be bygones for everything you've done to Wei, and we won't go to the court to sue you!" Huang Yating looked up at Zhan Yan seriously, hoping to see a little wavering in her eyes.

However, Zhan Yan just sat quietly, as if her soul had been separated from her body.

She only hovered that sentence in her mind. Lin Siwei was not dead!

She's not dead!

"Miss Zhan... What's the matter with you? Are you okay?"

"It's all right!" Zhan Yan seemed to realize that he had lost his manners. He turned back and smiled at her faintly. "Is that all Mrs. Lin wants to tell me? If it's only these, please forgive that Zhan Yan can't do it and promise you anything!"

"Fu Beichen is my husband. I don't want to give up, and I can't give up! As for what you want to sue me, you haven't sued. If I'm really guilty, the court has already sentenced me to prison. If I'm not convicted at that time, it means I'm innocent! Fu Beichen is a man I've loved for ten years. It's not impossible for me to give up him. He's my husband, so Mrs. Lin Why did you think I would promise you to leave my husband? "

Unfeeling as like as two peas, Huang Yating's face was white. It seemed that her last hope was about to burst, and she had never thought that the exhibition was so unnatural that it was exactly the same as the evil woman in the tiny mouth.

"Miss Zhan once thought that if Fu Beichen knew that Wei Wei was not dead, could your marriage still be maintained?"

Show your face and be silent.

"Even if Fu Beichen knew, so what?" her voice was faint, her eyes stared at Huang Yating quietly and said quietly, "now grandma Fu is my face, and no one can change it! Isn't it?"

Such a bland attitude——

"I'm sorry, Miss Zhan, my old lady has disturbed me!" Huang Yating looked at Zhan Yan and was angry on her beautiful face. "I also believe that one day you will regret it and you will pay the price for what you said today!"

"Oh? Really?" Zhan Yan turned to look at the transparent rain outside the window and said quietly, "the price is as heavy as Mount Tai in front of people who value love and as light as a feather in front of people who don't value it! What's more, I was able to drive Lin Siwei away once, and now I can drive her away for the second time. After all, your family just wants money, isn't it? Make a price!"

"Hum, don't be complacent too early!"

Huang Yating snorted discontentedly and turned away without looking at Zhan Yan again.

Zhan Yan looked at the back of Huang Yating leaving. The originally tense mood collapsed.

She's not dead!

Lin Siwei, she's not dead. She's back. Why isn't she dead?!

At that time, the reports reported this matter wantonly. Why didn't you die?!

Will she tell Fu Beichen about it?

If so, can she and he go back to the past?

Outside the window, it began to rain heavily.

Zhan Yan sat by the window. She was always staring at the rain outside the window. Her body was as motionless as if she had been fixed. On the table, the cup of coffee was already cold without a trace of temperature.

It can't help but be because of Huang Yating's leaving back, and also because Lin Siwei is not dead. I don't know whether to tell Fu Beichen about it. If I tell him, does it also mean that she will lose him?

For a long time, a conversation came into her ear.

"Ya Ting, how are you talking with Zhan Yan? Is she willing to leave Fu Beichen?"

"Oh, don't mention it! Go back and talk!"

……

Listening to these words, Zhan Yan's hand suddenly covered her mouth, and there were faint tears in her transparent eyes. She was desperately suppressing her emotions for fear that if she was not careful, the surging heartache in her heart would pour out.

"Beichen, do you know if you will not want me after... What should I do... I want to tell you... But what I'm more afraid of is that you will leave me..."