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

Zhan Yan's eyes fell out of the window and looked at the broken branches caused by the earthquake and the people who came and went to rescue.

The sun dribbled into the window and fell quietly on that beautiful and moving face.

The window was slowly opened by her. The cool wind lifted her long hair and gently brushed it on the shawl behind her. She looked forward to the sun. She didn't know what she was about to face or how her destiny should go forward.

In fact, from the moment she fell in love with Fu Beichen, she was already lonely!

Because of love, so lonely!

Looking at the people embracing each other in the ruins, they all have their own companions, but what about her?

Who does she have?!

Except grandpa and brother, there are only themselves.

Through the rear-view mirror, Leng Yichen saw the exhibition face sitting quietly in the back. The sun fell on her face with a warm breath, but the woman's bottom of her eyes emerged. It was tears.

At the moment, it is in Shengshi square in G city.

In the Chanel counter.

Song Zijin pushed open the door of the fitting room. In fact, she didn't have to wear such expensive clothes. She was still a student. There was no need, but her brother said that she was the eldest miss of the Song family and should wear better.

Although she was very happy, song Zhiyuan accompanied her out to buy clothes and go shopping. Even as a brother, she was still very happy.

But seeing him holding his mobile phone in the corner all day, song Zijin was still slightly depressed in his bright eyes. In fact, she knew very well that he came with her, but he was also perfunctory.

"Brother, does this dress look good?" Song Zijin came out and went to song Zhiyuan. It was a shoulder length skirt with cut sleeves. Because he was still young, he still felt a little childish.

When song Zhiyuan heard her words, he looked up at Song Zijin and suddenly felt that she had really grown up. Her long black hair was draped over her shoulders, and her face was a little shy, but she was really good-looking!

His little wild cat has really grown up!

Song Zhiyuan stood up, and the tall figure formed a huge shadow in front of her. Song Zijin saw him come over and saw her handsome face. She smiled and said, "brother, do you like me to wear like this? In fact, you also like me, don't you?!"

"Song Zijin -" Song Zhiyuan's slightly cold voice spread into song Zijin's ears, which made her smile slightly coagulate. "I know what you think of me, but you should know that there may be anything between us. Strangers and enemies don't matter, but there will be no possibility you think. I can only be your brother in my life!"

"No, no, you're not my brother, we're not related by blood -" Song Zijin's smile instantly disappeared, and a little sadness appeared on his face.

She always knew that it was impossible between herself and song Zhiyuan, but she still had that hope.

She never told him anything, but why, why did she do this to her?!

Song Zhiyuan sneered at the corners of his mouth and said to song Zijin, "Song Zijin, I think you should understand that we are not related by blood, but in the household register of the Song family, I song Zhiyuan is your brother, and no one can change it! I advise you to die, and even if I am not your brother, I will never fall in love with you!"