Divorce contract: President please sign

"Bo Yan, you are talking, who did it? Who made you like this?"

Jing Zhe couldn't help asking, looking at Shen Boyan in the back seat from the rearview mirror.

Shen Boyan remained silent.

The car soon drove to Jing Zhe's apartment, not the one he lived in now, but the one he lived in now, he bought it newly and planned to marry Zhu Danyang, so he took her to live in first.

The other apartment was bought by his parents, and it had been in his name early in the morning, but no one lived in it, and he only hired someone to clean it on weekdays.

The car stopped downstairs, and Jing Zhe helped Shen Boyan out from the back seat, and helped him into the elevator.

All the way up the elevator, Shen Boyan didn't even say a word.

He just quietly watched the number of the elevator change continuously. When the elevator finally reached the floor, when the elevator door opened, Shen Boyan finally uttered a short sentence in a low voice.

"It's Shen Changgong."

"What did you say?!" Jing Zhe asked back in disbelief.

"It's Shen Changgong."

Confirming the answer from Shen Boyan again, Jing Zhe's eyes widened, "Is he crazy? Isn't he your grandfather?"

"He's not my grandfather."

Shen Boyan said this sentence slowly, and Jing Zhe had already walked out of the elevator with the help of him.

Jing Zhe was at a loss, but he knew that many things must have happened, things he didn't know...

So let's help him back first, and let's talk about his injuries. Let's talk about the rest later.

After entering the house, Jing Zhe helped him to the sofa, and hurried to find the medicine box. Fortunately, he is a doctor, so in each residence, a relatively complete medicine box will be prepared.

He helped Shen Boyan take off his clothes, but as soon as he raised his hand, his eyebrows frowned.

Jing Zhe gritted his teeth, and directly found a pair of scissors to cut off his clothes, "Anyway, you can't wear these clothes anymore, I'll find my clothes for you later."

Shen Boyan remained silent.

Jing Zhe's eyes were a little red because...he had seen the scars on his body.

The bruises were all over the place, the severe part was purple-black, and the slight part was also blue-purple. There were two long bruises on his back, as if he had been whipped out by some stick-shaped object.

"Damn, how painful is this? How can the old man do it?"

Jing Zhe bit his lips tightly after asking a question.

"What... is there anything he can't do? He can do anything to anyone, and he can do anything, especially to me, Shen Boyan." Shen Boyan said lightly.

Jing Zhe didn't intend to ask in detail at the moment, "Go take a cold shower first, it can relieve the bruises, and I'll rub the medicinal wine for you after taking a shower. Go quickly."

Jing Zhe pointed in the direction of the bathroom, and Shen Boyan had already stood up and walked towards the bathroom.

Jing Zhe bit his lip and took out his phone.

Just as soon as he found out Mo Changan's number, he heard footsteps coming back from the bathroom and walking in front of him.

Jing Zhe froze and finally didn't dial the number.

Looking up at him, I saw the silence on Shen Boyan's face like stagnant water.

"Don't you...don't plan to tell Chang'an? She was very worried about you. When she called me, her tone was very anxious. She has a big belly, so you have the heart to make her worry?"

Jingzhe asked a question.

Shen Boyan just raised his finger and pointed at himself. Jing Zhe had already cut off his shirt, and the scars all over his body were exposed. "Do you think I should bear to watch and let her see this?"

Jing Zhe couldn't speak, and frowned tightly, "Then you also have to call her to report her safety."

Shen Boyan frowned tightly, clenched his fingers tightly, and there was a flickering struggle in his eyes, and finally shook his head, "No need. Don't tell her either."

He was so firm, Jing Zhe couldn't say anything, he just waved his hands, "Okay, okay, go in and take a shower."

With that said, Jing Zhe threw the phone aside casually, not intending to make a call.

After Shen Boyan took a shower, he sat down on the sofa.

Jing Zhe actually had a cigarette in his mouth. This guy is a doctor. He has never smoked in a healthy life, but now he is taking deep and shallow puffs, puffing.

The smell of smoke gradually spread in the air.

"I'll follow what you said. If you said you wouldn't go to the hospital, I wouldn't send you to the hospital. If you said you wouldn't tell Chang'an, I wouldn't tell him. You are my best friend, so now, you can tell me Say, what happened?"

Jing Zhe reached out his hand into the ashtray on the coffee table and put out the cigarette butt, frowning, with a serious and dignified expression on his face, "I want to hear everything, so you'd better start from the time when the Shen family changed the world a while ago, Obviously since then, it's been a lot more."

Shen Boyan didn't make a sound, just reached for a cigarette, lit it and took a deep breath.

Then his deep voice flowed through the entire space without haste, telling everything in detail.

The more Jingzhe listened, the heavier his heart sank.

Originally, he only planned to smoke one cigarette, but in the end, after listening to Shen Boyan finish talking, the pack of cigarettes was almost gone.

In fact, he was not a smoker, but he couldn't help hearing these unbelievable things...

"So, what you said is true?"

After listening to everything, Jing Zhe confirmed a sentence in disbelief.

Shen Boyan nodded slightly.

"So, you are going to compromise with Shen Changgong now? That old man is so fucking inhuman! How could he do such a thing to you?"

Jing Zhe swears directly out of his mouth, frowning tightly, and finally couldn't help but slammed his fist on the coffee table.

He looked sideways at Shen Boyan, still looking at the emptiness in his eyes, but Jing Zhe suddenly understood his emptiness, his bewilderment.

Jing Zhe also knew that he didn't need to ask Shen Boyan if he would compromise with Shen Changgong, the look in his eyes... had already given the answer.

"Little Pudding hasn't been born yet... Are you really going to leave their mother and daughter?" Jing Zhe asked tentatively.

Then he watched Boyan's eyes suddenly turn red.

A large drop of water came out of his eyes, and Shen Boyan looked up at Jing Zhe, "Getting close to me means getting close to danger. Ah Zhe, if I don't leave their mother and daughter, Little Pudding may... Born, Shen Changgong can do anything, you know, he can do anything."

Jing Zhe stretched out his hand and hugged his old friend's shoulder tightly, and then patted it, his voice was still dignified, and there was also a little sadness, "No matter what, you are my best friend, no matter what you decide, I will Support you. Will keep you secret."