Pretending to Love: Mr. Yan's New Wife

There is more to life than just love.

After peeling off those romances, what is left is daily necessities.

This is true no matter whether it is love or interests at the beginning.

Since they all lead to the same goal by different routes, why be so stubborn?

She so comforted herself.

But in fact, it is nothing more than hopeless, and there is nothing else to ask for.

"Knowledge..."

"Okay, don't talk about it, I've made up my mind on this matter, and I won't change it."

Zou Zhiyi said in a joking tone, "Besides, if it's really inappropriate, it's not impossible to get a divorce. Don't worry so much, I can do it myself. Just remember to take me in when I have nowhere to go, maybe There is also a mop bottle."

……

Lu Chaomu and her husband finally reconciled. From the divorce to the reconciliation, it only took one night.

Yan Zhou didn't want to know how the two reconciled, he only cared about his own husband and wife relationship now.

Because of Lu Zhaomu's phone call, their relationship was heading towards divorce.

Mrs. Yan has not spoken to him for a week.

Zou Zhiyi likes to use cold violence, and it feels depressing to be in the same room with her.

As the best friend of the third master, young master Lin and others actively helped the third master to solve problems, and dragged the third master to the "story" to drink away his worries.

The arrangements were made properly, and Young Master Lin thought that the arrangements he made would definitely relieve Yan Zhou's worries.

It's just that he didn't expect that there will be accidents.

As soon as Sanye Yan arrived, he was standing at the door waiting for Qu Weimang who was late, when a slim figure entered the box together with another figure that was quite familiar to him.

From the back view, the two people who are quite matched come out together late at night, making it hard not to have some other thoughts.

Lin Shao's heart skipped a beat, with an ominous premonition.

Turning his head and glanced at Yanzhou, the third master's face had indeed sunk down, as black as ink, which made people tremble with fear.

He quickly gave Yu Shenqian a look.

Yu Shenqian understood, and stood in front of Yanzhou, trying to block his sight.

Wanting to say something to divert Yan Zhou's attention, after thinking and thinking, he just came up with one sentence, "Third Brother, Wei Mang doesn't know when he will arrive, let's go in and wait for him."

The dry sentence did not attract Yanzhou's attention.

The third master looked gravely at the direction where the two disappeared, his eyes were gloomy, like a wolf whose prey had been taken away.

It has nothing to do with love, it's just a bad possessive desire.

Since Zou Zhiyi was married to him and took his Yanzhou surname, it was his property and no one could get his hands on it.

Zou Zhiyi couldn't even dream of running away.

Seeing the door of the box close, the third master suddenly pushed Yu Shenqian away and strode towards the box.

Lin Shao repeatedly stopped him, "Third brother, third brother..."

Yan Zhou looked back at him, implying a warning.

As soon as he was cold all over, he immediately fell silent.

The third brother's look just now was really terrifying. He felt as if a knife had been brushed against his neck.

When Lin Song calmed down, Yan Zhou had already pushed open the door of the box.

It is actually very impolite to go in without knocking on the door. If it was normal, Yanzhou would definitely not do this.

The usual conversation sounded in his ears, Yan Zhou grimaced and went to the box. In fact, there were not only the two of them in the box, the assistants were there one after another, and the two of them didn't do any inappropriate intimate movements. The third master Yan's face was still ugly. Terrible.

Zou Zhiyi looked at Yan Zhou in surprise, was stunned for a moment, and then slowly frowned.