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

The car stopped at the steps of the hotel, Rong Zhan got off, opened the back door, zhanyan walked down with Xiaole in his arms, but Xiaole had woken up. He rubbed his bleary eyes.

"Xiao Le, say goodbye to Uncle Rong!" Zhan Yan said faintly.

Xiaole hugged zhanyan's neck, then waved and whispered, "goodbye, uncle Rong. Xiaole will miss you!"

"Uncle Rong will also miss Xiaole!" Rong Zhan reached out and touched Xiaole's hair top, looked at zhanyan on one side, thought about it, but said again, "zhanyan, Fu Beichen, he has been waiting for you!"

"Hmm!" Zhan Yan whispered, looking particularly indifferent in the dark night.

"I know what happened that year. You can't let go, but you should know him. No matter what, he can't let you marry Shaoqing!"

"I know if he wants me to die, he can force me!"

"You are too stubborn!" Rong Zhan said faintly. "If you want to do something, you can do it. I support you!"

With that, Rong Zhan turned and returned to the car, started the engine and left.

Zhan Yan stood in place with Xiaole in his arms and watched Rong Zhan leave.

The moment he turned around, he saw a pair of angry eyes. I don't know when, he stood in the corner of the hotel, standing straight in the dark, with an atmosphere of despair and haze all over him.

Zhan Yan subconsciously tightened his arm. The little music in his arms was affected by Zhan Yan's unusual breath and whispered, "Mom!"

But Zhan Yan didn't seem to hear it. She just raised her eyes and met Fu Beichen's deep eyes in the air. Her eyes were calm and unfeeling.

She put it down four years ago!

Fu Beichen didn't move, just looked at her.

Zhan Yan read an emotion from his ink eyes, sadness and pain.

But Fu Beichen, you are no longer qualified, are you?

Zhan Yan doesn't know how long he's been standing here, or whether he heard what she and Rong Zhan said.

But so what?

The dead are gone, and they can't go back.

Sure enough, Fu Beichen was angry and disappointed. Feng's eyes gradually darkened, deeper than the night. Then he turned and integrated into the night.

Zhan Yan looked at his leaving back, suddenly pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, hugged and smiled and entered the hotel.

"Mom, don't you like that uncle very much? When Uncle Rong held me, let me call him uncle Fu. Did he know uncle Rong and his mother?" Xiaole put her small head on her soft chest and said weakly.

Zhan Yan stepped slightly and asked, "I knew you before, but I'm not very familiar. It should be your uncle Rong's friend!"

"Oh!" Xiaole hugged zhanyan and entered the room.

Zhan Yan held Xiaole in his arms and opened the door with his room card. As soon as he pushed the door in, Zhan Yan put down Xiaole. He had already changed his slippers. By the way, he also took his slippers for Zhan Yan and said skillfully, "Mom, you change your shoes!"

Zhan Yan looked at this scene and suddenly felt that all the efforts and hard work were worth it. She took off her coat, went into the bathroom and began to drain water. At this time, Xiaole was in front of the TV screen and watching TV.

"Xiaole, mom puts bath water for you. After taking a bath, you should go to bed. It's very late!"