Pretending to Love: Mr. Yan's New Wife

Zou Zhiyi felt that fate was really harsh on her.

In her life, there seemed to be a pair of eyes staring at her all the time, not allowing her to be happy, not allowing her to be happy, not allowing her to have any good emotions.

Once you find out that she has it, you will immediately slap her and make her wake up immediately?
It looked at her coldly and cruelly, and said to her: "Don't be happy, don't feel happy, you have never had these positive emotions in your life, you will always live in hell, suffering, suffering, despairing If you don’t see the light, this is the truest form of your life.”

Zou Zhiyi stood at the door of the elevator, stretched out his hand, then retracted it, as if nervous.

Lu Chaomu was a thorn in her marriage. It had been there from the very beginning, and it couldn't be pulled out. It would give her a sense of existence in her life every now and then, and even a slight movement would cause her great pain.

Now this thorn once again brushed its sense of existence.

Zou Zhiyi didn't want to care about it. In front of the life-saving grace, she thought she shouldn't be so fussy.

She shouldn't be so hypocritical.

But I don't know what's wrong, I just can't swallow the fishbone stuck in my throat.

Zou Zhiyi stood at the elevator door for a long time, and many people looked at her. Zou Zhiyi knew they must be thinking, why does this strange woman keep standing here?

Zou Zhiyi stood there for a long time before pressing the elevator.

After hesitating for a long time, he chose the floor key.

She told herself, Yanzhou is not only your husband in name, but also your savior, no matter what, you should visit the sick.

With that in mind, she went to Yanzhou's ward.

The door of the ward was ajar, and a voice escaped from the crack in the door.

Probably because the headache was too severe, so Yanzhou turned on the loudspeaker and talked with Yan while lying on the hospital bed, looking very weak.

Zou Zhiyi stood at the door as if he had forgotten how to open the door.

He just stood at the door and heard all of Yan Liu's harsh accusations against her.

"Do you really love her that much? Is she a good person? Racing cars, going to bars, and having a chaotic private life, just such a person with such a bad record, what is it that is worthy of you?"

Yanzhou's voice was exhausted, and it was still hoarse. Only at this moment did she realize that it was not because he just woke up in the morning that his voice was hoarse.

"Who is she? What is her identity? Who taught you the rules and told you to say that about your sister-in-law?"

Zou Zhiyi moved his index finger, but he still didn't open the door.

Yan Liu's voice was shrill and annoying.

"She's not my sister-in-law! I won't admit that this kind of person is my sister-in-law."

Zou Zhiyi lowered his eyes.

The expressionless, cold look, like a sculpture, does not look like a real person, without any warmth.

"She's about to kill you, what else do you say for her? Divorce, don't think I don't know, you still like Miss Chaomu, don't you? If that's the case, why force yourself?"

"You don't even know how disgusting she is. Grandma went to find her today, and she was very rude to grandma... At that time, I really should have taken a video for you, so that you can see how disgusting her face really is. "

"No matter how much she goes too far, she can't be more presumptuous than you in front of grandma... Come on, don't overdo it, and reflect on yourself at home. After I am discharged from the hospital, I will tell grandma to let you go based on your performance. Come out, or continue to reflect on it.”