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

The hatred of Qin song is as cold as this continuous snowy night——

The snow is getting heavier and the night is getting deeper and deeper——

Zhan Yan didn't know why he would tolerate Fu Beichen to come to the exhibition house in the end, nor how he would allow him to enter his room. Although he was entangled with him, he was physically and mentally tired and cold,

Until she entangled with him to the end, she was tired and slowly fell asleep in bed.

Fu Beichen leaned against her and looked at his daughter with his thin lips. Then he hugged her and began to fall asleep. These days, only today can he fall asleep.

The snow outside is getting heavier and heavier.

A lonely figure outside the villa never left. He stood quietly outside the iron gate, waiting silently and quietly in the snow. His noble face was as white as paper.

That man is Qin Ge!

Because he stood in the cold weather for a long time, his whole person was already shaky, but he didn't mean to leave at all!

Yan Yan, why?!

Why can you always forgive him so easily?!

Always forgive him so easily?!

In the villa, zhanyan seemed to be controlled by a nightmare. There was a crashing sound in her ears. That sound made her extremely frightened. Her body curled up and her forehead was cold sweat.

"Yan Yan, after a while, mom pushes the window open. You hurry out. Mom pushes you out. You can swim, can't you?!"

That kind of soft voice, in fact, sometimes, is more harsh than that kind of fierce voice, and can make people remember it for a lifetime. Such a voice comes from the person closest to Zhan Yan, that is her mother.

Zhan Yan looked at her mother and her father driving in front of her. She shook her head and refused to go.

"Zhan Yan, you are the daughter of my exhibition family. Listen to your mother and get out quickly!" there was water outside the dark closed car, and the sound of water hitting the car. That sound really made Zhan Yan remember all his life.

And her mother grabbed her hand very hard. Even her fingernails had been embedded in her flesh. It hurt so much that she wanted to shout, but when she saw her parents trying to break the glass for her, she didn't dare to speak again.

Lying on the bed, Zhan Yan closed his eyes tightly, his eyelashes trembled constantly, his lip color had all faded, faded into pale, and was trembling slightly, as if he wanted to cry for help, but his voice seemed to be contained in his throat, so he couldn't make a little sound.

"Yan Yan, you should remember to live well!"

Her mother's face was full of blood and told her that she had hidden her under her body to protect her from any harm. Now she tried to break through the car for her, and her father was already in the cab and fainted slowly.

"No, don't --"

She saw her mother's hands were full of blood, even her beautiful face was full of blood. Zhanyan was still young at that time. She only felt the pain and unconsciously trembled and twitched. She watched her mother smash the glass, and then broke the glass with her hands. She was afraid that when she went out, the sharp part of the glass would stab her.

"Mom, no, please, Mom -- don't leave me, don't --"

The intermittent voice overflowed from her lips. The voice trembled and endured pain. It was fragile and distressing.