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

"Fu Beichen, since you are here, I don't have to go to you tomorrow. When shall we go through the divorce formalities?"

Upon hearing this, Fu Beichen suddenly felt why he came here tonight?

Why did Leng Yichen send him here?

In fact, he always knew that Zhan Yan was going through the formalities for going abroad, so he didn't have time to talk to him about this!

Fu Beichen laughed at himself, then raised his eyes and looked at her for a long time, as if he had waited for a reincarnation alone.

Maybe I will never say it again, Yan Yan, I really love you, or maybe she will never know what he did for Zhan Yan behind his back!

But after all, he was sorry for her. She owed her face.

Thinking, Fu Beichen lowered his head and looked very painful. "Yan Yan, I'm very uncomfortable today. What can we talk about tomorrow? I can't remember my current situation even if you said something to me!"

"Fu Beichen!!" Zhan Yan wanted to say something, but he interrupted again.

"Well, go to bed and I'll lie down in the hall!" Fu Beichen said, and then fell on the sofa in the living room.

When Zhan Yan saw him like this, he didn't bother to pay attention to him. He turned and went upstairs. He didn't even worry about whether he would be cold or catch a cold when he slept here. He just turned back to his upstairs room and closed the door.

Until three or four o'clock in the morning, Fu Beichen seemed to wake up from the cold. He looked at everything around him, smiled bitterly, and then walked up with light hands and feet.

He opened the door and saw the brightly lit bedroom, while Zhan Yan was lying in bed.

Standing at the head of the bed, he saw that Zhan Yan's long hair at the head and waist had become such ear length short hair. He couldn't help but feel some pain, and what hurt him most was that even in such a situation, Zhan Yan couldn't sleep well.

He thought that in his whole life, maybe zhanyan couldn't get rid of claustrophobia.

Thinking that Fu Beichen knelt by the bed on one knee and put his arm beside her, he sighed silently, his eyes closed slightly, but it seemed that tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

She booked a ticket to Los Angeles in two days, and he knew very well that even if he didn't pretend to be drunk here today, she would show up in his office on time early tomorrow morning.

This time, he really can't keep her anymore.

He really has lost her completely!

"Yan Yan, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I really love you... I really love you..."

And his love is too late!

Even if you love again, you can't save anything.

Fu Beichen got up, then bent down and gently kissed Zhan Yan's forehead. His kiss was very gentle, like a final farewell or a painful decision.

The woman in her sleep had a delicate little face in the dark. At the moment when Fu Beichen turned and left, her slender eyelashes trembled gently, and a drop of tears slipped slowly from the corners of her eyes.

The next morning, when Zhan Yan woke up, Fu Beichen had not left. He even stayed at the exhibition house. When she went downstairs, the table was full of breakfast, bread, milk and poached eggs. At first glance, it was the kind that made people feel very hungry.

The servant is cleaning outside.

Fu Beichen saw Zhan Yan coming downstairs. He smiled, "Yan Yan, you got up? Have a meal!"