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

Zhan Yan looked at the man in front of him and didn't know why he came here, but now he came, but there was nothing bad.

So she smiled at him faintly, but she didn't say anything.

The eyebrows of Fu Beichen sitting on the hospital bed tightened at the moment of seeing song Zhiyuan, not to mention when he heard what he said. What is the honor to invite you to lunch?

Song Zhiyuan, don't you know that Zhan Yan is my Fu Beichen's wife?!

A sour feeling poured out of his chest, but Fu Beichen felt this emotion for the first time in his life. He didn't understand.

But the more he didn't understand, the deeper his eyebrows were!

This emotion has never been felt by Lin Siwei. I don't know why. Every time he knows that Zhan Yan is with other men, he will always have such emotion. He wants to hide her and never let anyone see her again.

Later, when he understood, Zhan Yan had disappeared.

Fu Beichen hopes Zhan Yan can turn down song Zhiyuan's invitation, and what did she just say? He grew up eating Lin Ma's food. How could he dislike Lin Ma's cooking?

Zhan Yan, you'd better not promise!

With a gloomy face, Fu Beichen quietly waited for Zhan Yan's answer.

"Of course, thank you, Mr. Song. It's just that my legs and feet are inconvenient. Please bother Mr. Song to push me out!"

After waiting for a long time, Fu Beichen came with such a faint sentence, but such a faint sentence broke the rational string in Fu Beichen's brain, and a pair of Phoenix eyes became extremely gloomy.

"Zhan Yan, your husband, I'm still hungry. Are you in the mood to have lunch with other men?"

Zhan Yan's wheelchair was pushed out by song Zhiyuan——

Fu Beichen's voice sounded again, but it was much colder than just now. His deep and evil eyes had been falling on Zhan Yan's back, almost burning her whole back.

Lin Siwei saw clearly. In his seemingly calm eyes, he didn't know what storm was brewing.

"Fu Shao, your favorite woman is safe with you now. Do you still need my company? Didn't you say that you want to vomit when you see me? In that case, why should I annoy you here!"

Zhan Yan said softly, and then said to song Zhiyuan, "Mr. Song, let's go!"

Then, Zhan Yan didn't look back. He was directly pushed out by song Zhiyuan.

There was a moment of silence in the room. Lin Siwei would interrupt many times, but she was obviously not suitable for that scene. If she interrupted again, it would only make things more and more complicated.

And looking at the expression on Fu Beichen's face, that look was really fierce. It made Lin Siwei feel that this man wanted to kill song Zhiyuan and the man who pushed Zhan Yan away.

In their few warm memories, Fu Beichen never lost his temper with her. Even the one who apologized first for his unreasonable behavior must be him!

Because she doesn't care, because it's a habit, she shows her best side. Even if she goes to see other men, even if she has suffered such an experience, he won't be angry or jealous.

But just now, what was clearly burning in Fu Beichen's eyes was jealousy!

What seems to have changed quietly during the time she left——

Suddenly, such a feeling rose in Lin Siwei's heart.

She is uncomfortable, but she hates to show her face even more!

Zhan Yan's whole face was tight, and there was unspeakable sadness and sadness in her heart. She didn't lie about what she said to Fu Beichen. Before, she always guessed blindly and tried to understand what Fu Beichen was thinking.

But now she is tired and has worked hard for so many years. She doesn't understand him. Now she doesn't need to understand or want to understand.

Fu Beichen, I don't want you!

Song Zhiyuan pushed the car and looked at Zhan Yan's gloomy eyes at the moment. He didn't ask her any more. He just pushed the car to the corridor. Just when he wanted to press the elevator button, Zhan Yan stopped him.

"Don't go to dinner. I want to go there or the balcony!"

Song Zhiyuan didn't speak and obeyed her.

It was raining outside, and Zhan Yan was in a wheelchair. They stood side by side on the balcony.

"Zhan Yan, you haven't eaten yet. Don't you really need to eat?" Song Zhiyuan asked softly, with some blame and tenderness in his eyes.

Zhan Yan looked up and couldn't tell what it was like.

It turns out that she also needs comfort. Isn't that what she should say?

In my life, I am eager to be collected, and I am eager to have a man who can take good care of her, avoid her surprise, avoid her suffering, avoid her wandering around, and avoid her having no branches to rely on.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Song Zhiyuan seemed to see such a confused expression on Zhan Yan's face for the first time, and he didn't seem to be prepared for him, which surprised him.

Her dark hair was scattered behind her, and a large area of snow-white and delicate skin was exposed at the neck of the patient's suit.

She has always been a beautiful woman. Now she is more beautiful because of illness.

"Mr. Song, the woman who can marry you in the future must be very happy!" Zhan Yan said faintly. Although she was not close, her attitude towards song Zhiyuan was much better than before.

Song Zhiyuan's action was a meal, and then whispered, "the woman I love is dead!"

"You will meet better people in the future."

For a moment, Zhan Yan looked at him with some regret, unaware of the gloom at the bottom of song Zhiyuan's eyes.

After a while, Zhan Yan had recovered her mood. She said faintly, "Mr. Song, thank you today. Thank you very much!"

"You want to go back?" Song Zhiyuan smiled and then looked at the woman in front of him. He couldn't tell what he felt.

"Well, I'm going back!" Zhan Yan smiled. She looked up at Song Zhiyuan and slightly raised her lips. "Song Zhiyuan, listen to brother Ling say that Zijin is not your sister, and you know her feelings for you. I want to tell you, either let her completely give up her heart, or treat her well. Some women are not what you can afford!"

Zhan Yan's voice was very faint. It merged with the pattering rain outside, which made song Zhiyuan shiver.

After a pause, he sneered, "what about you, Zhan Yan? You can see everyone's love and hate. What about you and Fu Beichen? If one day, you find that he uses you, what will you do?"

"That's my business, too. It has nothing to do with you!"

Zhan Yan pushed the wheelchair and then walked to the ward——