The domineering president's cute wife

"Yeah, otherwise where did I come from, jumped out of the cracks in the rock?"

Han Tianhao lay beside Leng Xiaoyao's bed, and silently interjected a word.

"It turned out to be true? But so what, I don't know him now, why do I want to maintain a marriage that doesn't deserve the name?"

Leng Xiaoyao said indifferently.

"But kid, why don't you go with your daddy?"

"Because I want to be with Mommy! Besides, Daddy has done something wrong, so he needs to be punished"

Han Tianhao fawned over to Leng Xiaoyao, giggling.

"In this case, Mommy will take you in! Daddy, Mommy, let's go home!"

Leng Xiaoyao stretched out her hand like a queen, and Han Tianhao immediately went up to help her.

So, the mother and daughter slowly walked in front, and Leng Feng supported Mrs. Leng to follow behind.

"Honey, what did you say to Chen Yu?"

Mrs. Leng quietly approached Leng Feng's ear and asked curiously.

"I told him that I want him to divorce Xiao Yao."

"divorce!?"

Madam Leng exclaimed, as if she couldn't accept it.

"Yeah, think about it, Xiao Yao has no memory of him, he is a stranger to her now, and how can Chen Yu let go of the burden in his heart and let go of his mother's death? In this case , why not let them separate and pursue their own happiness again?"

Leng Feng narrated, analyzing one by one.

"That's right, hey, I didn't expect the two of them to go through so much, but they still couldn't escape such a tragic ending. It's God's will!"

Madam Leng sighed, feeling sorry for the fate of her little daughter.

"As parents, we don't think about anything other than wishing her happiness"

"Um"

As long as Xiao Yao feels happy, she and her father are satisfied.

Han Chenyu returned to Han's house like a walking dead, saw the mess in the bedroom, and thought of the harm he had done to the little demon, his heart was burning like a knife, and now he really had nothing, his mother passed away, and the little demon was here Under my own persecution, I completely forgot about myself, and my son hated me, so he followed her mother away, and I really became a veritable loner.

"Let's go, let's go, let's all go!!"

Han Chenyu fell to the ground in despair, and then shut himself in the bedroom with a "slap", isolating himself from the outside world.

During these three days, Han Chenyu didn't do anything, except for one thing, which was drinking. He didn't allow anyone to disturb him, his cell phone was turned off, and the bedroom was cumbersome. doorway.

In a dimly lit bedroom, a decadent figure was leaning against the bed, holding a bottle of XO, and all around him were piled up with large and small wine bottles, and the whole room was full of strong alcohol. gas.

"Xiao Yao. I'm sorry. Why did you forget me? Don't leave me. It would be great if I could go back to the past?"

Han Chenyu, who was already unconscious, closed his eyes slightly, he didn't know what he was talking about, he only knew that time could turn back, he and Xiao Yao could go back to the past, back to the beautiful beginning, in his mind, even every The cells reflect Leng Xiaoyao's small face, her smile, her beauty, and her prettyness.

The unspeakable pain can only be drowned with wine, but I don't know that sorrow is more worrying.

"Chenyu. Chenyu Chenyu"

A call that seemed to come from afar made Han Chenyu raise his eyes in a daze, "Mommy! Mommy, you're back!."

"My son! Have you forgotten who insulted our Han family's reputation, who betrayed you, and who killed Mommy? It's all about the woman you miss—Leng Xiaoyao!"

Mrs. Han's seemingly vague yet clear words lingered in Han Chenyu's ears, whipping him cruelly.

"I know! I know! But I can't help it. I still love her. What should I do? What can I do?"

Han Chenyu beat his chest in pain, crying uncontrollably.

Who can know how painful and contradictory his heart is?

On one side is the mother who worked hard to give birth to and raise him, and on the other hand is the woman he loves and cannot extricate himself. Who can tell him what he should do! ?How can I not be so uncomfortable and hopeless?
"Don't cry! My child! Forget her, you can no longer be together, forget her, just as she has forgotten you!"

Mrs. Han's voice seemed to be fading away, but it was the last fatal straw for Han Chenyu's camel.

"Mummy!"

Han Chenyu yelled, but where is Mrs. Han?

"Mommy's gone, gone"

Han Chenyu closed his eyes sadly, unwilling to admit the horrific facts that were already in front of him.

No matter what she thinks, Xiaoyao, she has already forgotten who she is and all the memories they have had between them. To her now, he is already a stranger just like the people coming and going on the street. ! ! !

"Stranger? Stranger, stranger!"

Han Chenyu muttered to himself, chewing these three sharp words over and over again, but every time he said them, he felt his heart was stabbed severely.

"Yeah, she killed Mummy, and now she has forgotten me. How can we go back to the past? Hehe, Han Chenyu, wake up, stop dreaming."

Han Chenyu talked to himself, his words were filled with indescribable sadness and despair.

What else could he do?What else can be done?

Let everything go with the wind.
Han Chenyu was self-hypnotized in his heart. After realizing that there was no hope for himself and Leng Xiaoyao, he smashed a wine bottle, then picked up a piece, and cut it in the heart of his left hand one by one. Say "one, two, three, four, five"

It wasn't until the entire palm was cut and blood flowed down the wrist that Han Chenyu threw away the fragments, and a heartbroken smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Xiao Yao, I have returned the harm I did to you to myself in this way. From now on, you can live the same happy life as before, a carefree life without me."

Han Chenyu ignored his bloody left hand and continued to drink instead.

Drink, drink, let him drink to his heart's content, let him cry, let him suffer, because when he walks out of this door, he doesn't even have the right to cry and be sad.

Three days later, Han Chenyu opened the door of the bedroom and walked out slowly. His originally handsome face was full of vicissitudes and exhaustion, two dark circles under his dull eyes, and a blue beard grew out. The frightening thing is that his clothes are covered with coagulated blood, and the scar on his left hand is deep enough to see the bone, and pus is bubbling out because he was not treated in time.

"Ah!! Master, how did you get into this state! Huh, how can I explain to the dead old lady!"

Sister-in-law Xiang, who was waiting anxiously outside the door, saw the horrible scar on Han Chenyu's left hand and his gray face, screamed, and hurried forward to help him, the young master is so stupid, the one who betrayed him and even killed his mother Is the woman worth it?If she had known that he was treating her like this, she would have found someone to pry open the door even if she violated his orders!

And the other servants have long been petrified by Han Chenyu's appearance at this moment.

The young master is too cruel to himself!Because of the fact that the young lady made himself into this appearance, I really don't know whether to say that he is too affectionate or too persistent.

"What are you still doing in a daze, go get a doctor!"

Sister-in-law Xiang yelled at the servant who was stunned by surprise.

"oh oh."

Another servant hurriedly ran to call the doctor.

"Sister-in-law Xiang. Send... that divorce agreement... to Leng's family. Just, just say... I promise to divorce her and give her a wonderful new start."

Han Chenyu suddenly collapsed to the ground, but even so, he still remembered to ask Mrs. Xiang to send the divorce agreement to Leng Xiaoyao.

Because he wanted to give Leng Xiaoyao a relief earlier, he only hoped that after losing him, she would be happier than before. As long as she was happy, it didn't matter what he did.

"Master! Master!!"

Sister-in-law Xiang tearfully called for Han Chenyu who had passed out, distressed and helpless.

At least she grew up watching him and Leng Xiaoyao. To be honest, she wants to see him happy more than anyone else, but why is the reality so cruel?
That's all, since we know we can't be together again, why should we be persistent?This will only hurt each other.

This young master's decision is probably the best decision for him and Leng Xiaoyao.

"Ah! It feels so good to be home!"

Leng Xiaoyao sat down on the sofa in the living room contentedly, lazily rubbing against the pillow.

"Mommy, did you take good care of my kittens and puppies?"

"Hehe, don't worry, I'll take care of them as well as you!"

Mrs. Leng smiled and sat next to Mimi, jokingly said.

"Mommy, I'm not a kitten or a puppy"

Leng Xiaoyao pursed her mouth unconvinced.

"Xiao Yao, go back to your room and rest, the injury on your hand is not fully healed yet"

Leng Feng glanced at Leng Xiaoyao's left wrist wrapped in thick gauze, and said with concern.

"Daddy, how did I get this injury? Is it related to that hooligan?"

Leng Xiaoyao glanced at the wound and asked casually.

The wrist is still in pain, which shows how deep the wound is.

"this."

Leng Feng pondered and looked at Mrs. Leng, wondering if he should tell her the truth.

"Mum, aren't you tired? Xiaohao is tired and wants to rest."

Han Tianhao appeared suddenly, yawning.