Pretending to Love: Mr. Yan's New Wife

"Of course it's not the only ones."

Zou Zhiyi rubbed the rim of the wine glass, if it wasn't for the delicious juice that Young Master Ran squeezed for her, the glass of juice should have been poured on Yan Zhou's head by now.

Zou Zhiyi curled his lips, "I still want to say... I'm not touched by your false relationship, and I even feel a little sick to my stomach."

It's really disgusting.

Yanzhou disgusted her to the point where she felt like throwing up whenever she saw him.

Yanzhou looked at her condescendingly, and said in a word: "Mrs. Yan, I really want to know if you have a conscience."

"Conscience?" Zou Zhiyi acted as if he heard this word for the first time, it felt very fresh, and after repeating it, he suddenly rolled his eyes and laughed.

"I'm curious, what exactly did I do to give you this illusion and make you doubt whether I have a conscience."

She rested her chin and tilted her head, like a playful and lovely girl, "How could I have such a thing? I never had such a good conscience."

His breathing was heavy, Yan Zhou hadn't been popular to such an extent for a long time, but after marrying Zou Zhiyi, he really often had the urge to strangle her to death at any time.

Yanzhou took a deep breath, trying to restrain his emotions.

Zou Zhiyi looked at him with a smile, admiring the black face of Third Master Yan, and took another sip of the juice with great interest.

Pomegranate juice has a beautiful color.

Under the light that is not very bright, it is like a fine red wine.

Yanzhou's suppressed emotions instantly rebounded, he reached out and grabbed her, and put down the wine glass in her hand, "Zou Zhiyi, how long are you going to do this?"

"It's fine if you don't come home at night. You are pregnant now, and you still come to a place like a bar? Drinking?"

Yanzhou's wrist hurt, Zou Zhiyi couldn't help but frowned, "I've heard about your absurdity before, Miss Zou, at that time it was fine if you didn't take your body seriously, now that you are pregnant, you can A child, how dare you act like this? You don't deserve to be a mother at all!"

Yanzhou said these words very seriously, the smile on Zou Zhiyi's face froze instantly, gradually disappeared from Yanzhou's sight, and finally became expressionless.

"I don't deserve to be a mother?"

She repeated Yanzhou's words, and looked at Yanzhou with cold eyes.

"Yanzhou, you really have the face to say that."

Standing up, looking into Yanzhou's eyes, Zou Zhiyi said, "A person who doesn't regard himself as married at all, always irrationally chooses to abandon his wife and children when Lu Chaomu speaks, and even be a husband who is on the passing line. A person who can't even do it is suitable to be a father?"

"Tell me who gave you confidence?"

"Could it be that your experience of taking care of your sweetheart's child told you so many times?"

Seeing Yanzhou's face getting darker and darker, Zou Zhiyi finally concluded with a comment, "Yanzhou, you are really the most disgusting person I have ever seen."

Picking up the overcoat on the seat, Zou Zhiyi directly pushed Yan Zhou's shoulder that was blocking her way, and left.

Yanzhou was bumped unexpectedly and almost lost his footing.

Zou Zhiyi did it on purpose, and Yanzhou's shoulder hurt from being bumped.

Looking at Zou Zhiyi's back, he slowly narrowed his eyes, hiding the turbulent emotions under his eyes, like a sea with dark tides at night, and a gust of wind blows past.

The two were speechless all the way, and when they got home, Zou Zhiyi said a few words to the housekeeper to calm him down, and then went upstairs without even looking at Yanzhou.