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

He went up and grabbed the man's arm and roared, "where's Zhan Yan? Where's Zhan Yan? Where is she?"

But the man didn't answer her. He didn't say a word. He just hesitated, "Miss, miss... She -"

Fu Beichen couldn't wait for her to answer him. He turned and went upstairs. He came to the door of Zhan Yan's room. Before he stepped into the room, he had smelled a strong smell of blood. He firmly grasped the place of his heart, clenched his hand and walked forward in silence——

No, no, Yan Yan, she once said that her life was bought by her parents, so she will never let herself have anything. Even if she is despised, even if she is despised, she will live tenaciously!

So she'll be fine, she'll be fine!

Because her life belongs to her parents, not to mention the existence of a child in her stomach, she will definitely be fine, absolutely fine——

Thinking like this, Fu Beichen walked slowly into zhanyan's room, and then saw the big bed in zhanyan's room——

The first thing I saw was the white sheet, which had been dyed bright red by blood. It looked terrible, like the blooming other shore flowers

The fruit knife is still lying quietly on the ground. The picture is still playing on the TV. The sharp blade is covered with blood!

Seeing this scene, all the taut strings of Fu Beichen were broken. At this moment, the blood color on his lips retreated inch by inch.

Fu Beichen went forward and sat down beside the bed. His slender fingers trembled and reached out to touch the bloody quilt.

There's no one here, no one!

Where's Yan?!

Where's Yan?!

Where can I find her?

Fu Beichen stretched out his hand to grasp the bedding. The blood stained bedding seemed to have some residual temperature. His slender fingers trembled, and then clenched the bloody bedding, just like his heart at the moment. Perhaps Fu Beichen's heart at the moment is more painful and wrinkled than this.

The eyes of the Phoenix looked a little sad, and the feeling of pain through the heart was like an avalanche!

Where's Yan?!

Where's his face?!

Why don't you see her? Didn't the maid say Yan Yan is upstairs?!

What about Yan Yan now?!

At the thought of Zhan Yan, Fu Beichen's green tendons between his forehead protruded, grabbed the fingertips of the bedding and became more hard and thin. He looked back and saw something casually put aside, which belonged to Zhan Yan, but he didn't remember when there was such a beautiful wedding dress here, but it was a wedding dress stained with blood.

Fu Beichen trembled to pick up the wedding dress. In his life, he had never been so afraid, never.

He was afraid that what he thought would be true!

He was afraid, afraid that he would die like that!

No, it won't, it won't, zhanyan will be fine, it won't!

The wedding dress was beautiful, but it was all blood. Fu Beichen held the wedding dress in his arms, but he went everywhere, but he couldn't find any trace of showing his face.

"Yan Yan, don't hide from me, please, don't hide from me, okay? I'm wrong. I shouldn't have told you anything. I shouldn't have done this. Please, don't scare me like this, don't scare me like this -"