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

Zhan Yan groaned in pain, and his face showed a look of pain.

"What's the matter?"

Xiao Yao looked up and saw Zhan Yan's face was pale. There was sadness and sadness in her expression. Is this the happy and carefree young lady she knew? She couldn't help wondering. She pulled up her sleeves. On her white arm, there were shocking red, and the corners of her lips were slightly purple and cyan.

Although it has disappeared a lot, it can still see the deep trace vaguely, and the bruise has not completely dissipated.

"Who did this? Who did it?"

"Yao Yao..." Zhan Yan's tears suddenly couldn't help falling, one by one, like broken crystals, "is my love wrong?"

"Is it Fu Beichen?" Xiao Yao put down her sleeve for her, and then wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. "Is he right with you..."

Zhan Yan was silent, just tears.

"Yan Yan, is he strong with you?!"

Zhan Yan wanted to say that Fu Beichen was drunk because he was in a bad mood, but she couldn't accept such a bad excuse. What could she do to convince her best friend?

Looking at her appearance, Xiao Yao knew that she was right at all. The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, and she stamped her feet. When did her face receive such anger? Grandpa Zhan held her in the palm of his hand and loved her dearly. She couldn't tolerate any injustice.

And the man who grew up with her, Mu Yan, her brother Yan, also loved her in the palm of his hand.

I really can't tell Grandpa Zhan about this. He's not in good health. I'm afraid something will happen.

"Yan Yan, come with me to find ah Yan. We really can't just forget it. We're just getting married. He'll treat you like this. Don't we have to live in the future?"

"Yao Yao, don't... don't tell brother Yan, it will cause trouble!" there is inexplicable sadness in Zhan Yan's voice, like the fading glow. "In fact, you can't completely blame brother Beichen. He doesn't want to. He hates me. I know that I drove Lin Siwei away."

"Lin Siwei?" Xiao Yao frowned slightly.

"Well, Lin Siwei is a classmate of brother Beichen when he studied in Cambridge, England. They have been together for two years," Zhan Yan smiled and closed his shawl, "Yao Yao, you know what? I really wanted to help them, but Lin Siwei didn't deserve brother Beichen at all, so I promised my mother to go with her, gave Lin Siwei money and drove Lin Siwei away! But I didn't kill her, I didn't kill her!"

In the sun, Zhan Yan's face was almost transparent, with a taste of loneliness flowing slowly. They sat side by side on the bench under the banyan tree, the warm light sprinkled on them, and the blue diamond in Zhan Yan's ear glowed.

"I know, you won't hurt people, Yan Yan!" Xiao Yao reached out and hugged Zhan Yan. She frowned slightly. "Yan Yan, why are you so stupid? Is it worth it for a Fu Beichen?"

"It's worth it!" Zhan Yan smiled calmly. "Even if you ask me after a long time, I'll tell you it's worth it! Long before I married brother Beichen, I knew what he and I would be like after marrying him, but I still married. I just want to stay by his side. I don't want him to be sad. I just want to see him laugh. That's all I want!"