I don't know why. After so many years, seeing Fu Beichen again, Zhan Yan still has some tingling in his heart!

"Yan Yan, in your heart, am I really so untrustworthy? Do I really make you hate so much? I'm not worthy of your forgiveness?"

He can understand Zhan Yan's distrust of him, but to want him to lose her again is like falling into a nightmare of fear. If the world is about to collapse in the next second, nothing exists.

"There's nothing we can't forgive. We can't go back long ago, can't we?" she said in an indifferent tone, but she couldn't hide her sadness, and her eyes were dejected.

"Mommy, why are you crying?" Xiaole looked at zhanyan's tears and asked with her head back, "are they bullying you?"

"Xiaole is good, they didn't bully Mommy!" Zhan Yan leaned down to explain to Xiaole, and forced a reluctant smile from the corners of his mouth, "it's sand in Mommy's eyes!"

"Really?"

Zhan Yan smiled, nodded to him and stroked his short black hair.

Time seemed to stop at this moment, as if there were only two of them left in the whole space until the sound sounded again.

"Child, Yan Yan, this child, he..." Fu Beichen asked tremblingly, with a heavy bitterness in his voice.

The child looks about four years old, which is about the same as when Zhan Yan left. Then the child should be his and Zhan Yan's son, their son!

"Mr. Fu, he is my son," said Zhan Yan calmly, with a mocking smile at the bottom of his eyes. "It's just my son, which has nothing to do with you!"

"Yan Yan, do you think it's irrelevant?" Fu Beichen's tone became tough, and a very light smile appeared in his deep eyes. He thought Zhan Yan hated him and didn't want to give birth to the child, but now he suddenly felt happy when he saw that the child was still well.

This is their child!

As long as the child is still there, he and Zhan Yan will be able to go back to the past. It's just a matter of time.

"It really has nothing to do with you. We have divorced. Moreover, Fu Beichen, I already have a fiance!"

In the art exhibition hall, for a time, the air seemed to become very thin

The voices around are also getting louder

"He seems to be Fu Beichen, President of Chenyan group! Everyone calls him Fu Shao. I didn't expect to meet him here!"

"But he's not engaged to Sheng Qingqing soon. How can he get entangled with that young lady!"

"Oh, by the way, when I was in G City four years ago, my cousin mentioned that the young lady seemed to be Fu Shao's wife four years ago!"

"No --"

"True or false?"

"You all shut up and get out!"

Fu Beichen roared, and his voice seemed to shatter the small painting hall.

After all, the crowd dispersed. They can't afford to offend Chenyan group.

There were only four of them left in the empty exhibition. Xiaole was frightened by the crazy roar, and Sheng Qingqing didn't dare to speak.

There is a strong smell of gunpowder in the air

"It turns out that Mr. Fu is so interested in his ex-wife's private life. In that case, I might as well tell you!"

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