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

"Zhan Yan, don't force me to force you in my way!"

The green leaves flying all over the sky are as flexible as a flying paper kite. The lonely back of Fu Beichen gradually disappears in Fu Beichen's eyes, leaving only such an indifferent word lingering in his ears!

"This move is useless to me. I have promised Shaoqing's proposal. You know me, I never easily promise anyone!"

After that day, Fu Beichen never came back to find Zhan Yan, and she handled almost everything in Madrid. She was going to fly directly to G City, but Kelly asked her to attend the banquet of world jewelry designers again. Such a banquet can't be avoided.

The starry sky in the evening was disturbingly bright, a gray silver sky.

The classical architecture in Madrid exudes a solemn and sacred atmosphere. The banquet is held in such an ancient, simple and gorgeous manor. Many flowers are planted around the manor, sending out a faint fragrance in the evening wind.

Many celebrities and socialites gathered here.

Jing Shaoqing came hand in hand. She was dressed in a white off shoulder dress. The white ribbon around her waist was tied with a bow. The snow yarn and down at the end of the skirt swayed gently in the wind. Her curly hair like seaweed was pulled up at will. The pure temperament emanating from her was so clean that everyone lost color.

Fu Beichen was in the venue. As soon as Zhan Yan came in, he saw it. He just looked at the people next to her. He was angry and was about to spit blood.

Damn it, she smiled at him!

"Shaoqing, Anna, you are welcome!"

A lady with gorgeous clothes and a big smile walked towards them. She was the countess, the host of the party.

"How are you, Countess? Haven't seen you for a long time!"

She smiled, her beautiful face reflected the amazing beauty under the rose light, and her ivory white skin was slightly emitting a transparent light.

"Hehe, do you have any good works recently?" the countess took Zhan Yan's hand and walked to the center of the hall. "If so, you must show me first!"

"Sure!"

Jing Shaoqing saw Fu Beichen on one side. His face was blue and his eyes looked straight at him holding zhanyan's hand. He should still care about her!

The band adjusted its instruments, and the melodious music immediately filled the whole hall, and many people danced under the lights.

"Yan Yan, I have the honor to ask you to dance?"

"Of course!"

Just as Zhan Yan handed her hand to Jing Shaoqing, she was restrained by a strong force, "let go of her hand --"

Fu Beichen's voice had a strong cold breath, and seemed to have a strong sense of discomfort and disgust. He can't stand another man touching his face, but it's really strange. He's very upset to see Jing Shaoqing!

The incomplete light made his face colder.

"Mr. Fu, life is really where you don't meet. You can meet you wherever you go!" Zhan Yan's eyes were long, but his eyes were sad.

The world is so strange. When you try hard to find someone, it's like looking for a needle in a haystack. When you don't want to see someone, the world is so small that there are only two people left, nowhere.

"What? Beichen, do you know Anna?"

The countess asked in surprise. She had never seen Fu Beichen so distracted for any woman, nor had she seen him care so much about any woman.