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

"Song Zhiyuan -" Lin Si roared angrily. It was originally an extremely secret thing. Even Fu Beichen couldn't find it. Why did song Zhiyuan know about it?!

Why would he know?!

"Don't bossy me. You're not qualified. Remember your identity. If you tell me what to do again, I don't mind letting you really be turned. Anyway, you don't care. You're dirty enough!"

With these words, song Zhiyuan turned and left. When he left, he warned Lin Siwei indifferently, "you stay with me and don't provoke some moths for me, otherwise don't blame me for being merciless!"

Then with a snap, the door was closed——

Lin Siwei sat on the hospital bed, roared and threw all the things on the hospital bed, but he couldn't calm his anger.

Finally, she blamed Zhan Yan for all the unfairness.

I don't know whether it's sad or pathetic!

This side of the villa.

Fu Beichen had been away for a long time, and Zhan Yan stood in the living room for a long time. Until her warm palm became cold again, she went upstairs to take a bath, then came out of the bathroom, looked at the wedding room and everything around.

It seems that the room is full of Fu Beichen's shadow.

Although this is their wedding room, Fu Beichen's return days are numbered, and everything here is handled by her alone. He has never helped her.

It's ridiculous to think about it now.

In the past, I wish the room was full of his figure. Now I finally feel that he is everywhere, but I feel as if it is useless, because I don't need it anymore.

It's only half a year. When has her feelings changed so much?

Is this what people say that people's hearts are changeable?

Zhan Yan thought maybe so.

She casually picked up the towel on one side and wiped her hair clean. Her smile was very light, with a sense of silence. At the moment of lowering her head, she saw the white mark on her ring finger and suddenly felt a little ridiculous.

After thinking for a long time, Zhan Yan picked up her cell phone and walked slowly to the French window. Looking at the pouring rain outside, she seemed to think for a long time before she dialed the phone.

Because she knew that once she called, Grandpa and brother would know that she and Fu Beichen were going to divorce.

But there's no way not to make this call.

After thinking for a long time, Zhan Yan dialed the phone. The other end of the phone rang for a long time before he connected the phone. His voice was a little hoarse. He should have been disturbed, so he looked a little embarrassed,

"Uncle Chen, I'm sorry to bother you so late. I want you to help me sort out the property under my name. I remember when I married Fu Beichen, the Fu family gave me a lot of things. Please help me sort it out!"

Zhan Yan's voice was very light and cold, and Uncle Chen at the other end was Zhan's private lawyer, who had always served Zhan, so she wouldn't call him unless she had to.

She doesn't want anything now. She just wants to divorce him.

"Miss, what's the matter? Why do you have to tidy up those things? Those are the betrothal gifts given to you by the Fu family?!"

Zhan Yan smiled and looked at the pouring rain outside. His eyes were quiet. "Uncle Chen, don't ask any more, will you? Just help me do it. And please keep it secret for me. Don't tell Grandpa and brother. I know Zhan's family is not very good recently, so don't tell them about me, so as not to increase their troubles!"