Zhan Ye's little Jiaojiao has hung up

"I don't care about being a duchess, and I don't care about having children with you." Bo Qing shook off Fei Li: "Fei Li, I know you haven't paid much attention to me these past few years, so you can use me and lie to me , I used to think that as long as the time is long enough, you can always open your heart to me."

She choked up a little: "but now, I have changed my mind."

"You are an aloof duke, I can't afford you."

Fei Li stared at Bo Qing, he didn't understand why she wanted a divorce.

Obviously she likes him.

It is she who is getting married.

It was she who wanted to follow him again and again.

He gave her a chance now, but she refused to take it.

"Qingqing, you know, I won't agree to a divorce, we will be together in the future, and I will give you whatever you want in the future."

Fei Li lowered his eyes, "From now on, you will be the Duchess, no one will bully you, and the Bo family will develop better and better..."

"The Bo family has nothing to do with you from today on."

Bo Qing shook her head: "Fei Li, since I really like you after all these years, let me go."

She pushed Fei Li away and opened the bedroom door, "After signing the divorce agreement, I will find someone to go through the formalities. I have already found someone to pack your things. You can go."

Fei Li stood on the spot, his tall body curled up slightly.

He stared at the divorce agreement on the desk, and the terms on it came into view.

After they got married, the money he earned from the art exhibition and her income were all shared equally.

All the houses and cars under his name are divided equally.

She has signed.

Bo Qing was raised as an heir since she was a child. Her handwriting is delicate and powerful, and her strokes are faintly visible.

Fei Li stared at the divorce agreement and did not speak for a long time.

Unable to hold back, Bo Qing urged: "Sign it."

Fei Li took the divorce agreement, "swish, swish, swish" tore it into pieces, raised his hand, and the pieces of paper turned into rain and slowly fell to the ground.

The sharp paper touched the man's face, and in an instant, a hole was cut.

Fei Li didn't feel any pain, he stretched out his hand, wiped away the blood, restrained the mask he had been wearing all along, revealing the most authentic traces of aggression.

"Qingqing, I will not divorce this marriage. You said it. You want to be with me forever. You said it. You can't go back on your word."

He stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and gently stroked her face, Bao Qing only felt a coolness in the place he touched.

"open--"

"Qingqing, I can destroy the Bo family by raising my fingers. Don't force me. I like you very much, and I also like the Bo family. As long as you are obedient, I will not hurt you. I will give you everything you want." s things."

He lowered his voice and kissed her lips.

Icy.

Fei Li was a little impatient, reached out and pressed her lips, trying to dispel the coldness, "Qingqing, I know you are very angry now, I will give you time, but I don't want to hear about the divorce again."

Bo Qing stood there, feeling cold all over: "Are you threatening me?"

He threatened her with the Bo family!
Fei Li's heart shrank, and a pain spread from the deepest part.

He didn't like Bo Qing at first, he just thought of it as a joke.

But in the past few years, he has watched Bao Qing's kindness to her. He has enjoyed the best love in the world, why would he let her slip away?
"Qingqing, be obedient."

He lowered his head, and with the greatest patience in his life, kissed her forehead: "It's getting late, I'll sleep with you, okay?"

Bo Qing only felt nausea crawling over the places he touched.

She pushed Fei Li away and said coldly, "Get out."

She didn't want to be with him anymore, not at all!

Fei Li was pushed away, and he was not angry, but smiled instead: "You are still angry now, I will give you time, after a while, you will go back to Hwaseong with me, I will apologize to you, you will forgive me sooner or later I."

Bo Qing gritted her teeth and trembled all over.

She stared at the man in front of her, with exactly the same face, but a completely different temper.

In the past, Fei Li was contemptuous and expensive, and nothing could arouse his interest.

Today Fei Li is strong and sharp, and everything must be under his control.

If Bo Qingzao knew his identity, she would say nothing to provoke Fei Li.

Fei Li was stabbed by her eyes, his thin lips opened and closed, and he didn't say anything for a long while.

After Fei Li left, Bo Qing sat down on the sofa beside her, her back numb.

She lowered her head, covered her eyes, and tears trickled down her fingers.

Bo Yunqi outside the door heard them arguing, and wanted to persuade them, but he didn't expect to hear these words, and he didn't know where to go for a while.

My sister has always been strong and doesn't like his consolation.

He didn't dare to go in, and stood at the door, when he heard a suppressed cry coming from inside the door.

……

Early the next morning.

Bai Yangyang opened his eyes, and the side was empty.

She rolled over.

"Battle Lord?"

No one answered.

She searched around, but couldn't find anyone in the ward, her heart trembled.

Is something wrong?

Subconsciously, she went back to the hospital bed, took the mobile phone, and was about to call him, but found that his mobile phone was still on the bedside table.

No mobile phone.

Bai Yangyang became more and more flustered, and hurried out.

After looking for a nurse, I realized that Zhan Beixiao had gone for a checkup.

She walked to the examination room, where the man was sitting on the bed, buttoning his buttons slowly, while the doctor beside him was arranging the used gauze and other things.

The gauze was stained with blood, but he didn't seem to feel any pain.

Zhan Beixiao saw him coming, and smiled: "Here he is."

"You came to check, why didn't you tell me?" Bai Yangyang stepped forward and buttoned his button, "Does it hurt?"

"Fortunately."

Zhan Beixiao is good at forbearance, he said it was okay, but in fact it hurts.

The doctor on the side packed up his things, and Bai Yangyang supported Zhan Beixiao in the wheelchair, and pushed him back to the ward.

As soon as I arrived at the door of the ward, I saw several bodyguards standing outside the door.

The leading man is about five or sixty years old, with gray temples, a black tuxedo, and white gloves.

The moment he saw Zhan Beixiao, his expression flickered slightly.

Then he called out: "Duke."

According to the seniority of the royal family, Zhan Beixiao is the only son of the prince, and he is also a legitimate duke.

Zhan Beixiao guessed the identity of the person in front of him, with the usual expression: "Come in and talk."

Bai Yangyang pushed Zhan Beixiao into the ward, followed by Butler Fei.

"How is the Duke?"

Zhan Beixiao was helped onto the bed, and half leaned on the bed: "It's not bad so far."

"Duke, the prince already knows what happened this time. Please forgive me for not being able to come to see you in person because of his infirmity."

Butler Fei carefully looked at the man in front of him.

His eyebrows and eyes are very similar to those of Wang Jue, but he is obviously more powerful and sharp.

Even though he was seriously injured, the aggression between his brows remained unabated.

This is what Wang Jue lacked.

"I have arranged a flight back to Hwaseong tomorrow, what do you think the Duke wants?"

"Grandpa Zhan can't be discharged from the hospital for the time being, let's take it easy on the discharge."

Bai Yangyang brought warm boiled water and fed it to Zhan Beixiao, then looked at Steward Fei.

"Miss Bai, I am on orders. Wang Jue has been waiting for the Duke to come back. I hope you can understand Wang Jue's eagerness for his son."