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

"Lin Ma, put all the food out!"

Zhan Yan and Lin Si smiled, then looked at Lin Ma behind them, handed Lin Ma the food box in their arms and asked Lin Ma to put it out. In fact, she can do these things. Unfortunately, her feet are inconvenient now, so there is no way to do them.

"Yan Yan, what you've done is too greasy. It's not suitable for Beichen. He's hurt now. It's not suitable for such greasy dishes -"

I don't know whether Lin Siwei was intentional or unintentional, but she chose such an opportunity to say that she didn't mean it. No one believed it.

She usually prepares the meals at home. Today, it should be prepared by Lin ma. Lin Ma doesn't know Fu Beichen's taste, so they make them according to their own taste, so it's inevitable that they are a little greasy.

But it was not as greasy as Lin Siwei said, and there was no way to import it.

Also, that Yan Yan?

Are you calling her?!

When did she get along so well with her?

Can Lin Siwei call herself Yan so intimately?

What an irony!

"Yes, my dish is a little greasy, but miss Laurin cares so much. I think my husband's injury should recover soon!" a faint Miss Lin opened the distance.

Hearing this, Lin Siwei couldn't help looking very ugly.

Fu Beichen on one side naturally saw the momentum of tension between the two women without gunpowder smoke. At this time, he didn't say anything. He really couldn't make sense, so he opened his mouth and said, but his voice was a little low, with a little indifference.

"Enough, Yan Yan!"

As soon as she heard this, Zhan Yan's face suddenly became pale. She slowly turned her head and looked at Fu Beichen who had been sitting there.

She wouldn't tell him. In fact, just before she came in, she watched outside the door for a long time. Their feelings were very harmonious, just like a pair of lovers who had been in love for a long time, and even made Zhan Yan have an illusion.

They are a couple, and she is just the executioner who destroys their happiness!

But Lin Siwei was different, because he heard Fu Beichen calling Zhan Yan, which disappointed her. Isn't the relationship between them very bad?

Didn't Fu Beichen hate Zhan Yan because of himself?

How could there be such a close title?!

"Enough, indeed enough!" Zhan Yan suddenly opened her mouth lightly, and she couldn't see any emotion on her face. She raised her eyes and looked at the man in front of her. "Fu Beichen, I thought we would be different after yesterday!"

Hearing Zhan Yan talking about yesterday, Fu Beichen's sharp eyebrows gradually gathered together, and the corners of his lips twitched slightly.

"But now it seems that it's my wishful thinking, so fu Beichen, last night, you asked too much!" Zhan Yan raised his head and looked at Fu Beichen. His dark pupils stared at him, and he was looking at him.

At this time, Lin Siwei seemed to be an outsider. She couldn't talk at all. It seemed that it was their husband and wife's business, and no one else could intervene.

Fu Beichen's chest was very stuffy and he couldn't say he was upset.

Obviously, Lin Siwei should take care of him, but he felt a little guilty when he thought of showing his face.

What's more, she was covered with blood, lying under the crystal lamp, smiled and said to him, brother Beichen, fortunately you're all right.

Such a scene, Fu Beichen thought, he can't forget it all his life!

"Beichen, I don't think I'm suitable to stay here. I'd better go out!" Lin Siwei's eyes suddenly turned red, and the expression on her face seemed to have been greatly wronged.

Fu Beichen didn't know what was wrong with him. He stretched out his hand to hold Lin Siwei's hand, and his eyes were much softer when he looked at her.

Zhan Yan, who stood aside, didn't speak, but quietly watched them hold their hands tightly in front of her. The heart that thought it would never hurt again was hurt by such a scene, and the original scab wound was torn open again.

The sharp pain flowed down the blood to her limbs and bones.

Lin Siwei is in sharp contrast to Lin Siwei. She can't hide her joy. She also knows that she won this game. No matter when she is in office, she is more important to Fu Beichen than Zhan Yan.

Lin Ma felt Zhan Yan's discomfort and wanted to come forward to say something, but Zhan Yan stopped her. She was just a servant. If she angered Fu Beichen, it would not be good for her.

"It seems that Miss Lin didn't disturb us, but I disturbed you and him, so the person who should go out is me, not you!" Zhan Yan smiled. The smile was shallow and beautiful. Then she looked at Lin Ma, "Lin Ma, pour the food. Your young master doesn't need it!"

"Little grandma..." when Lin Ma saw Zhan Yan say so, she didn't know what to do.

But she saw Zhan Yan so determined, so she obeyed Zhan Yan's meaning and threw the food together with the lunch box into the trash can.

Fu Beichen looked at this scene and Zhan Yan's side face. He didn't know why he was so flustered. He had an unspeakable pain.

"Yan Yan, when can you change your child's temper?" Fu Beichen suddenly smiled, with a hint of teasing in his tone.

On the contrary, Lin Siwei began to be embarrassed, and her eyes looking at Zhan Yan were stained with anger and jealousy.

"I can't change my temper, but my temper is really annoying, but you are used to it, aren't you?" Zhan Yan smiled, smiled and looked at the man in front of him. "If Fu doesn't like it, I can leave. Miss Lin's gentle temper is suitable for you!"

"Zhan Yan -" hearing Zhan Yan's words, Fu Beichen was a little angry and angry, and his thin lips tightened slightly.

"What kind of anger did Fu get?" Zhan Yan still smiled, leaned gently on the wheelchair with one hand, supported his head, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes, but the pear vortex was getting deeper and deeper. "Fu Beichen, I have worked hard for so many years, but I never understand you. Now, I don't need to understand or want to understand!"

With that, she motioned to Lin Ma to push her away. Before she left, she whispered, "have dinner with Miss Lin, I'll go back to the ward!"

Lin Ma pushed Zhan Yan to the door of the ward, but as soon as she opened the door, she saw a man standing outside. The man was song Zhiyuan.

Zhan Yan didn't expect that song Zhiyuan dared to come here?!

Just what's the purpose of his coming here?

"Zhan Yan, don't you know I have the honor to invite you to lunch? Last time you helped Zijin, I haven't had time to thank you!"