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

However, he woke up the wandering her, and her eyes instantly recovered their dead gray look. It was so empty. Did you see that he was like this?

Zhan Yan, his Zhan Yan hates him, doesn't he?

Thinking of the great mourning in his chest, an unspeakable emotion suddenly surged in his heart. What's the matter with him?

Because she is his, no man can touch her.

Fu Beichen's pale lips rose with a mocking smile, and his eyes glittered with a cold light, revealing a cruel and determined atmosphere.

"Yan Yan, it's just that he passed by. If you do this again, believe it or not, next time I'll let him see how you look like Shenyin!"

Zhan Yan was suddenly in a state of awe. Her heart seemed to be torn. She frowned and whispered, but it was a broken voice, "brother Beichen, have you ever loved me? I don't want my brother's love for my sister. It's between men and women. I don't want much. It's just a moment. Have you ever loved me?"

Fu Beichen's fierce stagnation, such eyes, such heartbroken words, with a trace of expectation, severely knocked his heart. For a moment, he was speechless.

Does he love her?

Love?

Once a child's promise, he said, Yan Yan, in the future, brother Beichen will protect you and make you happy all his life.

Zhan Yan, Zhan Yan, she should be Zhan Yan all her life.

But why did she destroy his happiness, so he retaliated against her, married her, but tortured her endlessly. She was just a revenge doll.

But why did his heart be at a loss when he saw her broken and desperate eyes and the soft voice with a trace of expectation?

Such a large space, even temporarily silent.

Zhan Yan smiled coldly and sadly at the moment.

The laughter was like a steel needle. It pierced Fu Beichen's heart, and the blood flowed out.

"I know, brother Beichen, I will never dream again, never again!"

At this moment, the heart is so painful, as if it were a broken voice. Even when their parents died, they didn't have such despair.

Hearing Zhan Yan's words, Fu Beichen's two eyes suddenly became indifferent, and a sarcastic voice sounded; "Dream? Zhan Yan, you ruined other people's happiness. Do you still expect to have fairy tale dreams?"

"Well, everything is my fault, so I also lost the right to dream. Don't worry, Fu Beichen. Zhan Yan will never dream again. What do you want, Zhan Yan will give you? Don't you just want the ultimate humiliation? I will cooperate with you!" Zhan Yan whispered, as if he said to himself or said that Fu Beichen listened, The weak voice was small, as if only you could hear it.

But word by word fell into Fu Beichen's ears.

Fu Beichen's face was more gloomy and terrible. He should laugh when he heard such words, but why was his heart upset and tingling faintly, as if something had passed in his heart bit by bit.

Suddenly, Fu Beichen got out of the car and went to the driver's seat. The car was like an arrow leaving the string, shot out and galloped along the curved path.

The speed at which it came was startling.

Zhan Yan looked at the breathtaking scenes in front of him, and his face turned pale. His stomach kept rolling, as if something was going to gush out——