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

Fu Beichen was slightly stunned. His slender fingers opened the notebook. The page has become a little dilapidated because of long-term browsing, and the handwriting on it is indeed a beautiful font.

Their group photo was also pasted on it. It was taken at the gate of the school when Zhan Yan was just admitted to the University. Unexpectedly, she pasted it in this place.

The little girl seems very excited. It's probably because she met the party, so she's so excited!

"And this --" the little girl picked up the economics book on the top, because the content was boring and difficult to understand. Generally, no one borrowed it, even if there were, it was very few.

Fu Beichen frowned slightly and looked at the photos above. His eyebrows frowned tightly. He looked at the appearance in the green years. His eyebrows and eyes were curved, like crescent moon. It was a pity that he couldn't see them anymore.

Xiao Yao is really right. Zhan Yan gave all his youth and time to Fu Beichen alone!

Only Fu Beichen!

Fu Beichen looked at the little girl's action. She took down the familiar economics book and put it in front of Fu Beichen. He stretched out his hand to open the book. It seemed that no one had seen it for a long time. It seemed that only Fu Beichen came this time to open it.

The moment he opened it was like a long time ago. Although it was broken, it was enough to make a clear image in his mind.

"Not only this one, but also other books, there are books about economics. As long as you have borrowed them, there are traces left by sister Zhan..." the little girl's eyes obviously have a trace of envy. She looks at the man in front of her. She is indeed the son of heaven, but she has to maintain a secret love for more than ten years.

She doesn't know how Zhan Yan sticks to it, and whether she has ever retreated?

However, only the parties concerned know all this. How do they outsiders know?!

Fu Beichen looked at the thick books in front of him. The moment he bowed his head, Feng's eyes tightened in an instant, and his tall figure tightened, as if he couldn't believe it.

Zhan Yan was followed by his name. Her handwriting was taught by master Zhan himself. It was not as delicate as an ordinary woman. On the contrary, it was more natural and unrestrained, strong and unyielding.

After Fu Beichen's name, he also wrote a sentence. There are trees and branches in the mountain. The heart is happy with you. You don't know!

"When we were cleaning up, we all found that there were about 500 economic books borrowed by Mr. Fu, and each one was no exception. Behind your signature, you would write a sentence in small seal characters. There are trees and branches in the mountain, and your heart is happy with you. You don't know! This is true of each one. As far as I know, sister Zhan studied music when she entered the University. She is so determined Strength is really rare! "

The words of the primary school sister took a faint tone. At the same time, it is difficult to imagine how Zhan Yan, a music student, insisted on it and what kind of mood he insisted on until the end!

She knew that Fu Beichen would not borrow these books after reading them!

The mood in Fu Beichen's eyes was hard to explain. It seemed unbelievable. Then he turned to the original economics book in English——