Pretending to Love: Mr. Yan's New Wife

A sneer suddenly sounded.

Yanzhou took off his glasses, and his sharp vision was not blocked by anything, and it just fell on Zou Zhiyi so straightforwardly.

A sharp blade with a piercing coolness.

"Understand what?" Yan Zhou stared at her, "Why don't Mrs. Yan tell me that Mrs. Yan suddenly said such a sentence to me inexplicably, what should I understand from it?"

Zou Zhiyi tightened his grip on the small fork, lowered his head and forked another apple, "I understand when you plan to pursue Lu Chaomu, and I have fulfilled my long-cherished wish for many years."

Yan Zhou looked at her coldly, his eyes were so cold that the skin seemed to be pierced through, no blood was seen, but it was very painful, "Bigamy is against the law, Mrs. Yan is so eager to let me in?"

There seems to be something wrong with the taste, the same apple, but this one seems to taste a lot more sour than the last one, with a bit of astringency, "You know I don't mean that."

"What does Mrs. Yan mean?"

Yan Zhou suppressed his emotions, and said in a deep voice, "Divorce, and then I will pursue Lu Chaomu. Mrs. Yan will take care of the child by herself and be a single mother?"

Leaning back, he leaned against the back of the sofa, crossed his legs, in a very lazy posture, but every muscle in Yanzhou's body was tense.

"Why didn't I know that Mrs. Yan is so great?" Yan Zhou really killed people without blood when she hurt others, "Sacrificing oneself for others? Then if I fall in love with Zou Zhongqing, will Mrs. Yan still learn from Zhao Feiyan?"

Zou Zhiyi was disgusted by what he said, and there was obvious disgust on his face.

Yanzhou smiled, full of irony.

"What? Isn't Mrs. Yan very sacrificing? Isn't it for my happiness, can she do anything?"

He raised his chin, looked arrogant and arrogant, and didn't even bother to give her a straight face, "The way you act looks so reasonable, why are you unhappy now? Huh?"

"Could it be that Mrs. Yan still engages in differential treatment? Lu Chaomu can do it, but others can't? What's the reason for this?"

Zou Zhiyi's eyes became colder at his words.

She originally planned to talk to Yan Zhou calmly, but Yan Zhou didn't seem to think so. Putting down the glass bowl, Zou Zhiyi said in a cold voice, "Yan Zhou, is it interesting for you to talk like that?"

"What's the matter? Didn't I just follow Mrs. Yan's wishes?"

"Oh, really, since you know me so well, do I have to thank you?"

"Thank you for distorting my meaning maliciously, disgusting me with yin and yang, applaud you, and praise you for saying something really well?"

"Who is it? You want to divorce me so much?"

Yan Zhou sat up suddenly, like a leopard, and ruthlessly grabbed the prey, Zou Zhiyi felt a sharp pain in his chin, Yan Zhou whispered in her ear, "Why are you so impatient to push me to Someone else? Did you have another sweetheart outside, or did you break up with your sister one after another, so you think you have a chance, and you want to recommend yourself as a pillow, and you think I'm in your way?"

Zou Zhiyi frowned in pain, and stretched out his hand to push Yan Zhou away, but the man didn't move at all, pinching her chin firmly, Zou Zhiyi wondered if her jaw was about to crack, "What nonsense are you talking about? I have nothing to do with Lianlian, okay?"