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

"Is Mr. Fu really too busy to follow me when he is free?"

Zhan Yan's eyes showed a stubborn light. She also knew that they met by chance, but she was angry. Why does the world have to meet so big?

"Show your face -"

"Hmm?" Zhan Yan raised his head, looked at the sad look in his eyes, and his voice choked unconsciously.

Everything around him became silent. There was only the sound of the rain ticking. Fu Beichen's eyes were silent.

long time.

When Zhan Yan wanted to turn around and leave, Fu Beichen held down his shoulder. His heart tightened a little, and he could no longer let her leave him, no longer!

With a frown on his brow, he bent down to hold Zhan Yan horizontally and firmly ordered: "Zhan Yan, you can't escape me again!"

Zhan Yan shrank in his arms, looked at the familiar face, for a time, and bit on his generous and solid shoulder.

"Fu Shao..."

The assistant looked at the situation and kindly reminded him. Fu Beichen looked up at him, and his cold eyes seemed to shoot straight into the bottom of his heart.

Slowly, the pain from the shoulder became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared.

When Fu Beichen looked down at Zhan Yan in his arms, he found that there was an empty numbness in his clear pupils.

His heart sank suddenly, and a touch of desperate bitterness rose in his heart.

Inside the car.

Fu Beichen held Zhan Yan in his arms and wiped her long hair like seaweed with a white towel, as detailed as that night four years ago.

"Mr. Fu, don't you think we're so bad?" Zhan Yan looked at him quietly, but her voice was soft. "You have a fiancee, I have a fiance, which will lead to misunderstanding!"

Fu Beichen's mouth was filled with an elegant smile, and his eyes were spoiled: "misunderstanding? Is there less misunderstanding between us? Is there a difference between one more and one less?"

Zhan Yan held out his hand indifferently and took away Fu Beichen's hand. His eyes looked indifferent and alienated, and flashed a stubborn light.

"Yes, there are many misunderstandings between us, but there is no one like Mr. Fu!"

Fu Beichen's hand stiffened in an instant and lowered his voice, "Yan Yan, I don't mean that. Why do you always have to misinterpret what I mean?!"

"Misinterpretation?" Zhan Yan's eyes had clear tears, like a transparent mist. "Mr. Fu felt that there was nothing to misinterpret about our ex-husband and ex-wife relationship?"

Fu Beichen looked at her straightly, his face was numb, his soul seemed to have been pulled away from his body, and his eyes were full of empty pain. Listening to her indifferent words, he couldn't be as angry with her as he was four years ago.

At this moment, his heart was broken.

"Do you really hate me so much?"

"Hate? Don't you think this word is too extravagant between us?"

His lonely voice bit by bit broke Zhan Yan's pretended tough heart.

Looking at his painful expression, I should be happy!

However, those dark eyes were full of sad colors. Without brilliant light, they looked like lonely stars in the sky.

There were bursts of cold pain in her heart, so that her body trembled slightly.

After so long, why do you still feel heartache for him? Didn't you say to forget?