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

"Show your face, come with me -"

He took Zhan Yan's hand and wanted to leave. However, at that moment, Zhan Yan's hand broke away silently from his hand. A cool wind blew through Fu Beichen's empty hand. He turned back and flashed a trace of surprise in his dark eyes.

Zhan Yanjiu looked at him quietly with clear and transparent eyes: "Mr. Fu, after four years, are you still so confident?"

Fu Beichen stared at her deeply, as if what she wanted to say was not beyond his expectation, as if he had already known everything, but he still called in a frozen voice, "Yan Yan --"

The sun is broken and crystal clear. It falls in the hall. Fu Beichen's cold face is stained with a soft aperture

The air is stifling

"Yan Yan, you've had enough trouble since you left for four years, haven't you?!" Fu Beichen's eyes were dim with deep pain. "You go with me and we'll have a good talk, okay?"

Zhan Yan looked at him. His thin body was slightly stunned. There was a touch of pure sadness in his clear eyes. Slowly, crystal tears gushed from inside.

She wanted to say something, but she still couldn't say it.

"Yan Yan, after four years, time will scar everything. We can start over!"

The fine sunshine fell on the face, and the slender eyelashes cast a fragment under the face.

Clear eyes, like a flawless jade, start again? Fu Beichen, we can never start over again, you know!

My brother is dead and so is my grandfather!

How can you do it again?

If I could do it again, I wouldn't have left four years ago, leaving alone with my children.

All she wants is to stay away from him in the future and never see each other again for the rest of her life. Can't she do this?

"I..."

But before he could say it, he was interrupted by another crisp female voice.

"Beichen, have you chosen the painting? And how do you know grandpa likes Edward's painting?"

The woman's pale yellow chiffon dress and shoulder length flaxen curls highlighted her petite and charming. As soon as she came over, she held Fu Beichen's arm. When her eyes fell on Zhan Yan, the smile on her face instantly stagnated.

"Oh, Miss Sheng?" Zhan Yan suddenly smiled. The sun shone on her through the glass. Such a bright smile burst out at the corners of her mouth. "I haven't seen you for a long time. It seems that Miss Sheng should have achieved her wish!"

Fu Beichen stared at Zhan Yan's injured look and hurriedly explained, "Yan Yan, you misunderstood me. Sheng Qingqing and I --"

"There's no need to explain so much. Mr. Fu and I have divorced. I'm your ex-wife. It's normal for you to remarry. Besides, Miss Sheng is the apple of Mr. Sheng's eye and is a match with Mr. Fu. If you get married, please inform me and I will send you a blessing!"

The corners of Zhan Yan's mouth raised a bitter smile, several strands of broken hair danced in the wind, and the bright big eyes have lost their original luster.

Once the oath is still vivid, but now things are different, leaving endless desolation and desolation.

In the past four years, she has suffered a lot with Xiaole abroad alone, but he has lived a prosperous and prosperous life. She is also a match with the rich and old, talented and beautiful!

It's okay!