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

Zhan Yan's shallow sleep and the heavy man's breath beside her made her couldn't help opening her eyes.

First, he was slightly stunned, and then, he was faint, "Why are you here?!"

Zhan Yan said something, got up and walked in the direction. She didn't even want to live in the same space with him.

Fu Beichen suddenly grabbed her arm and forced her into his arms with his backhand. "Can't wait to escape me?"

Zhan Yan in his arms, indifferently replied, "yes!"

Fu Beichen's eyes were dark and his face was still smiling. He took Zhan Yan to the sofa and sat down. He grabbed the remote control and turned on the TV. Zhan Yan sat aside indifferently without watching TV at all.

Fu Beichen on one side seemed very interested and changed channels one by one.

The local station is the advertising time. Zhan's new product advertisements are played circularly. He is very focused on the golden and dazzling pictures.

Zhan Yan's mouth was slightly sarcastic, "do you like Chen enqi? Well, I heard that she is still single now. Do you need me to give you contact information?"

"I've called the director of the TV station. This advertisement will be banned from tomorrow!" Fu Beichen still sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette gracefully.

"Fu Beichen, what are you qualified to do this!" Zhan Yan glared at him.

Is there something wrong with his brain?

Do you know how much this advertisement is worth?

Fu Beichen Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a somewhat dangerous atmosphere. The air field around him exuded a cold atmosphere, and the surrounding air condensed into ice in an instant.

"Zhan Yan, you still don't understand. When you left the entertainment industry, I didn't say anything. It doesn't mean you can go back. Even if you go back, you still shoot such things! You should always remember that you are my Fu Beichen's wife!"

Zhan Yan was stunned for a moment before he reacted. His anger arose because of her, and he was suddenly happy.

"Fu Beichen, what I do is my freedom. It's not up to you!"

"As long as you are still my Fu Beichen's woman, you can't fool around."

Zhan Yan Leng hum, "not soon."

Fu Beichen's deep eyes fell on her, and the smile on her face was perfect and impeccable. He leaned gracefully close, a handsome face almost stuck to Zhan Yan's cheek, and his slender fingertips lifted Zhan Yan's chin, "Yan Yan, don't try to challenge me. It's OK for me to get used to you on weekdays, but this one can't, this one can't!"

"It's none of your business!" Zhan Yan turned his head sideways and even refused to look at him more stingily.

Her indifference really hurt him. Even now he wanted to be close to her for a while. Seeing her at the moment, he was completely out of interest!

Fu Beichen sighed slightly, with a wounded look in his eyes, "Zhan Yan, when are you going to be stubborn?"

With a mocking smile, the dimple is like a flower, but a cold tear falls down the corner of the eye, with a biting cold.

She is not stubborn. She just hates him, his selfishness and self righteousness.

"Fu Beichen, hurry up if you want, or go away if you don't want!" she said coldly, her face pale and looked like death at home.

This time she won!

Fu Beichen coldly teased the lower lip corner, looked at her eyes with an injured look, and then slammed the door.