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

"Yes, you are president Fu, but I am nothing. Any game requires you to call start and stop. No one else is qualified," Zhan Yan stretched out his hand to push away his clamp, and his expression is still indifferent. "But Fu Beichen, obviously doesn't love, why do you pretend to be deeply in love and don't regret now?"

"Yan Yan, what are you afraid of?!" Fu Beichen smiled lightly, and his words were slightly pondered. "I'm afraid I'll love me more, and there's no way to extricate myself?"

His words are straightforward and leave no room for her!

Zhan Yan clenched her lips and trembled uncontrollably, but what he said was not wrong. She really loved him. In the world of love, whoever falls in love first loses first.

It's not wrong that she loves him. What's wrong is that she doesn't let him fall in love with herself.

Fu Beichen smiled gently and leaned forward. The warm breath breathed in her ears, with a slightly magnetic voice, "I'm afraid I'm good to you, I'm afraid I'm gentle to you, show my face, are you afraid you can't leave me anymore!"

"Fu Beichen!" Zhan Yan suddenly stood up out of control, "Fu Beichen, put away your self righteous."

She stumbled and retreated step by step. Why can he easily see through her heart every time? Every time, he can expose her. He's so merciless. He never knows. Does she want self-esteem?

Seeing that her face was pale and crying like tears, Fu Beichen sighed helplessly, stretched out his hand and gently hugged her in his arms, and his tone was soft, "well, Yan Yan, don't cry, don't cry!"

He bowed his head, and her pear blossom and rainy touch reflected in his dark pupil, "Yan Yan, don't be afraid of anything, I won't let you leave!"

Zhan Yan was silent. His promise could not move her. All she wanted was to leave, only to leave him.

The mobile phone on the desk buzzed a few times. It was Chu fan who called and said that something had happened to Lin Siwei.

Fu Beichen impatiently pressed the answer button, and then gently let go of the woman in his arms.

"I need to deal with something in the company immediately. Will you stay at home and wait for me?" he gently kissed her on the forehead.

Zhan Yan looked up and looked at him in a daze, but he didn't seem to see anything. Then he nodded stiffly.

Fu Beichen sighed helplessly and turned away.

Looking at his leaving back, she smiled, but there was nothing in her heart. When he said those words in the past, she would be happy for a long time, but now she can't be happy. The child is gone, and she is poisoned.

There's not much time.

She turned and went upstairs and leaned against the window. She didn't move or speak. The wind blew in from the window. It was cold, but very comfortable.

The sky outside gradually overcast, and there were many snowflakes. My mother said that the day she was born, it was white snow, and the world was silver.

Zhan Yan looked blankly out of the window. The snow was beautiful, but it was the most hypocritical thing in the world.

She covered up the ugliness of the world and deceived people's eyes.

Zhan Yan hugged her body tightly with her arms, which was a very insecure posture, but she was really afraid now.

She didn't know why she had become so timid.

She curled up and leaned against the bedside crying, because his hatred was hard to calm, because of the pain of losing her child, because of the fact that she was dying

I don't remember how many times I dreamt back in the middle of the night. Her ears were full of the cry of the baby, crying for her mother.

Zhan Yan touched the mobile phone next to her birth and dialed Helena. "Helena, help me check something."

"About the car accident?"

Zhan Yan smiled faintly. They had cooperated for many years and had a tacit understanding with each other. "Helena, although I was in a trance at that time, I felt that the accident was not so simple. It was by no means an ordinary accident. I could feel that the car came directly at me, and there was no trace of deceleration!"

"..." Helena was silent at the other end of the phone, holding her mobile phone with her fingers.

If it wasn't a car accident, then things would be complicated and serious. Who wants to show his face?

"That car is a white Santana. Although there is no license plate, that model has been discontinued. The existing number in G city is not much. I think it should not be so difficult to investigate!"

"OK, I know," Helena answered, "Yan Yan, don't worry, I will find out and won't let your child die in vain!"

With a beep, the phone was hung up, and a beep busy tone came out of the microphone.

With a bitter smile, Helena is always upright, just like losing her child. An outsider can be so attentive, but the child's biological father is indifferent and painful.

"Grandma, it's time to eat. I made black chicken soup to make up for you." Lin Ma gently buttoned zhanyan's door at the door.

"I'm not hungry now, Lin Ma, you put it first!" Zhan Yan replied impatiently.

She didn't open the door, and Lin Ma couldn't help it. All afternoon, Lin Ma knocked on the door more than ten times, but Zhan Yan's answer was the same every time. She wasn't hungry and didn't eat.

In the end, she didn't even bother to answer.

It was getting dark. When Lin Ma knocked on the door again, there was no sound in the house. She realized that something was wrong and flustered through Fu Beichen.

It seemed that after a long time, Fu Beichen came back. Knowing that Zhan Yan hadn't eaten all day, he lost his temper with Lin ma.

Fu Beichen asked someone to take the spare key and quickly opened the door. When he pushed the door in, he saw Zhan Yan huddled together, very quietly leaning half against the head of the bed, and a pair of clear pupils stared at a place in the corner of the bed.

"Yan Yan -" he called tentatively and sat down beside her bed.

His appearance made Zhan Yan stunned for a moment, and then saw the key in his hand. Zhan Yan smiled with a slight sarcasm. Oh, how could she forget that this is his home.

"Why lock yourself up?"

"Nothing, just want to be quiet for a while." Yan Hui's faint reply to the sentence, he still carries with him the fragrance of perfume that he has no taste, but what he has done has already stopped caring, and he has already stopped caring.

Fu Beichen smiled lightly. "Today, I talked with some friends in the mall. They brought a girlfriend, so..."

"Fu Beichen, you don't need to report to me," Zhan Yan coldly interrupted him. "Even if you go to find Lin Siwei and take care of her, you don't have to tell me, because you said I'm not qualified!"