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

The white sun shines straight down, making the whole world bright and suffocating

Fu Beichen's face seemed unreal in the sunshine. His handsome body was still proud and handsome, and his eyebrows exuded a natural King's domineering spirit.

"Mr. Fu, I haven't seen you for a long time. How's Mr. Fu?" Zhan Yan smiled coldly and said coldly, but he looked very insipid.

Fu Beichen looked at her steadily. His eyes didn't move for a moment. At the bottom of his eyes, that blazing love was getting stronger and stronger.

His voice, with a choking hoarseness: "it's really you, Yan Yan, do you know me..."

"What if it's me? I'm not dead, Mr. Fu is very disappointed?" Zhan Yan said calmly, as if he were talking about an extremely plain thing, no sorrow or joy.

"I don't... I don't mean that..." Fu Beichen hasn't recovered from such shock. He can only say intermittently, "Yan Yan, you know, I don't mean that!"

Zhan Yan didn't speak, just stood quietly in place without giving him a wink.

Fu Beichen couldn't help lowering his head when he saw her like this. Yan Yan hated him. It was right. Just at the thought of her indifferent eyes, he was still very uncomfortable. But on second thought, he treated Yan Yan like this over the years, even worse. How did Yan Yan stick to it at that time?

Every time she compromised, he thought it was her guilt, but he didn't know that it was his Yan Yan's connivance to him, but he missed Yan again and again for a Lin Siwei, pushing his Yan farther and farther away.

"Yan Yan, I was such an asshole, so bad. What do you love me?" Fu Beichen's voice was low and trembling, which also meant a bit of self mockery.

Zhan Yan looked at him silently, but didn't speak again. She didn't want to remember everything in the past, but now when he said so, her heart hurt slightly, but after the pain, she was full of irony.

"From the day you married me, I kept hurting you and said so many words that hurt you. How can I deserve your love? Yan Yan, how did you survive after waiting for me for more than ten years?" Fu Beichen put his hand on her cheek and trembled slightly. He also knew that Yan Yan could not treat him as before, Never again.

"Yan Yan, I'll take you back. It's always bad here. It doesn't matter if you don't forgive me. Just ask you, let me take good care of you!"

"No, I'm fine here. I don't dare bother Mr. Fu!" Zhan Yan smiled faintly. He took his hand away. "If there's nothing wrong, Mr. Fu, please come back!"

"Yan Yan -"

Fu Beichen roared. His indifferent words pierced Fu Beichen's heart like a thorn. The pain was unbearable.

He looked at Zhan Yan standing in front of him, with a indifferent look on his face and no emotion.

"Mr. Fu, you say!" Zhan Yan smiled quietly, and his eyes were full of ridicule.

"Yan Yan, you hate me, right? Because you hate me, you don't want me to find you and deliberately hide from me, do you?" Fu Beichen looked at her and stared at her deeply, as if he looked at him with his whole life.

The beautiful and determined face looked tired, and there was a little blood in the fundus of his eyes. He could see some tears flickering.