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

The mountain has trees and branches, and the heart is happy with you. You don't know.

He reached out to touch the word, put his other hand in his heart, closed his eyes slightly, Yan Yan, Yan Yan

Just then, someone knocked at the door and came in and respectfully said to him, "young master, Mr. Chu is waiting for you below with a Miss Lin!"

"Call the doctors of the psychiatric hospital. Remember, let them hide behind the door and come out after I ask!"

"Yes, young master!"

Looking at Fu Beichen winding down from the upstairs, Lin Si smiled and pushed the wheelchair to come forward. He reached out to hold his clothes, but Fu Beichen avoided him. Lin Siwei frowned slightly, "Beichen, you still want to marry me, don't you?"

Lin Siwei thought that after such a big thing happened, Fu Beichen still asked Chu fan to pick her up to the villa, which means that Zhan Yan didn't die. The antidote of iris smile still poses a threat to Fu Beichen!

Song Zhiyuan, Zhen pingting, what if you abandon me?!

After all, I won. As long as there is an antidote for iris laughter, Fu Beichen will be threatened by me to marry me. As long as I marry him, I am president Fu's wife. You two are nothing at all.

Even if he later repents, as long as I don't divorce and don't do anything special, he can't divorce me. I've been Mrs. Fu all my life!

She looked up and saw Fu Beichen's cold face. She pretended to ask, "what's the matter? Beichen!"

Fu Beichen narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled faintly, but there was a cold light in his dark eyes.

"Nothing!"

"Beichen..." Lin Siwei looked at Fu Beichen inconceivably. The cold breath in her eyes made her heart flustered.

She's scared!

Is Fu zhanyan really dead?

Or does Fu Beichen know the whole truth? If so, even if there is the antidote of iris smile, there is no way to threaten him!

Then she will really die without a burial place.

But those things are very secret, and few people know them. How can Fu Beichen know them?

While she was thinking, Fu Beichen had gone to the living room and sat down. He motioned the housekeeper to make tea. He glanced at Lin Siwei faintly and saw her in a panic and guilty mood. After a while, the housekeeper took the tea cup and put it on the table, and then respectfully put it at Fu Beichen's hand.

Fu Beichen looked at Lin Siwei's delicate face, but his face was tight and said indifferently, "Lin Siwei, do you have anything to say to me about the exhibitor and Yan Yan?"

"What?!" said Lin Siwei with a guilty heart. There was a calm look in her eyes, but her heart was surging. She was afraid that Fu Beichen knew the truth.

"Siwei, you're a smart man. You should know, shouldn't you?" Fu Beichen stared at her. There was an incomprehensible light in his deep eyes: "if you confess yourself, or do you want me to say it. If I say it, everyone's face won't be so good!"

"Beichen, I really don't know what you're talking about? What do you want me to confess!"

Lin Siwei still refuses to admit it. After admitting it, Fu Beichen can't let her go.

"Lin Siwei, I've given you a chance. You don't want it! Don't blame me!" Fu Beichen stood up with a straight back, like a perfect sculpture!