I don't deserve your love

Fu Yanye smiled evilly, and touched the corner of his mouth: "You two must be more anxious than me, right?"

Sheng Xin frowned, and then said with a smile: "I just don't want to waste too much time of Mr. Fu, and indeed, we can afford to wait, and our children are still waiting to register."

"Ah!"

Fu Yanye finally let out a laugh, and when he looked at Zhuo Jian again, there was a hidden knife in his eyes.

Zhuo Jian looked at Fu Yanye, faintly having a bad premonition.

But Sheng Xin's words were very clear in his ears, he said, "Boss Fu please."

Fu Yanye nodded, put his hands in his pockets naturally, turned around and walked a few steps unhurriedly with his long legs.

Zhuo Jian and Sheng Xin followed behind him.

Soon, he stopped suddenly.

Sheng Xin and Zhuo Jian also stopped reflexively.

Fu Yanye suddenly turned to look at them again, and then said slowly, "Zhuo Jian."

"Ok?"

Zhuo Jian took a deep breath, and the voice was, well, low and inaudible.

That bad premonition became more and more obvious.

"You really want a divorce, don't you?"

He walked up to her, looked at her, and asked.

"..."

Zhuo Jian held her breath, feeling that the people close at hand were too dangerous.

In fact, she didn't realize what the bad feeling was, but she habitually forbeared it first.

She didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore, she just looked into his dark black eyes, as if facing an abyss.

"Suddenly don't want to leave?"

He laughed, very lightly.

"..."

Zhuo Jian's heart was clogged with hot blood, and she looked at him dully.

Seeing her like that, Fu Yanye even lost the smile in his eyes, and became more sullen. Then he glanced at Sheng Xin lightly, walked around them and went out.

Sheng Xin realized that he was going to leave, no matter where he was, he stopped him loudly, and asked: "Boss Fu, it's not good for a big man to go back on his word, right?"

"It's not good for a big man to treat her as a younger sister, but in the end he puts her on the bed?"

Fu Yanye stopped and turned to look at him, full of sarcasm.

"..."

Sheng Xin was speechless.

Seeing that he had nothing to say, Fu Yanye gave Zhuo Jian a cold look and left.

Zhuo Jian regained his composure, pushed Sheng Xin away and chased after him, "Fu Yanye, what do you mean?"

"Find such a man to disgust me, what do I want to ask you?"

Fu Yanye asked her indifferently.

When did she find someone to disgust him?

It was Sheng Xin who came here by himself.

Zhuo Jian was a little anxious, she glanced at Sheng Xin, and Sheng Xin also walked over,

Zhuo Jian didn't care about the grievances between them, but just stopped him: "You asked me to divorce."

"I said I can't leave. Don't you just want to divorce and marry this man? Let me tell you Zhuo Jian, the only thing I, Fu Yanye, will insist on doing for the rest of my life is to prevent you from getting what you want."

Fu Yanye looked at her with hatred, and was about to leave after speaking.

"Fu Yanye."

Zhuo Jian couldn't stop him, so she could only pull him.

Fu Yanye looked down at her hand, which still had ring marks on her fingers. After reading it, he looked at her coldly: "Let go."

"We're here to divorce, not to quarrel."

Zhuo Jian reminded him.

"I let you go."

What he had said to any woman so indifferently, he also said it to her in this tone.

Zhuo Jian didn't let go, and confronted him in a stalemate.

Fu Yanye took her wrist and squeezed it hard, "Zhuo Jian, I said I won't let you get what you want."

"I will not marry him."

Zhuo Jian's wrist hurts so much, it feels like his bones are about to be crushed by him, but she wants a divorce, she wants to get rid of him, she knows that he has a cleanliness, and she probably knows why he suddenly backtracked, she blurted out this sentence.

Fu Yanye looked at her for a few seconds, raised his chin slightly, looked at the person behind her, and smiled at Sheng Xin.

Sheng Xin only felt a dull pain in his heart.

"You won't marry him? How can I believe you?"

Fu Yanye asked in a low and deep voice.

"I can assure you, as long as you go in with me for a divorce now, I can write you a letter of guarantee."

"Are you never going to marry again in your life?"

"Yes."

He was pressing hard, but Zhuo Jian didn't care at all.

Fu Yanye sneered, "Do you think I'm a three-year-old child? No matter how you trick me, you will believe me?"

"Then what do you want?"

Zhuo Jian asked.

"In my life, I will never believe you again. I want to watch you become the most miserable person in the world."

Fu Yanye said every word, is it hate?

Zhuo Jian slowly let go of him. At this moment, she was terrified.

Because he really can do it.

He doesn't want a divorce.

Because he was afraid that she would live too well after divorce.

Zhuo Jian's heels softened, and he took two steps back.

Sheng Xin stepped forward to support her, and looked at Fu Yanye: "Are you a good person? If someone in this world hurt her deeply, wouldn't that person be you, Fu Yanye?"

"The grievances between me and her are not up to you. Come and tell me what to do."

Fu Yanye looked at him with Lingchi eyes and said.

"You think we won't be happy if you don't get a divorce? That certificate is just a piece of paper, and I, Sheng Xin, don't care."

Sheng Xin looked at his figure and sneered.

He admitted that Fu Yanye was ruthless, but he, Sheng Xin, would never admit defeat.

If Fu Yanye treats her badly, he will treat her a thousand times and ten thousand times better.

Fu Yanye glanced at him, stopped talking, turned around and left.

Zhuo Jian felt dizzy for a while, what did she do here?

off.

She is here to stop.

Zhuo Jian broke away from Sheng Xin's arms again and chased him out.

"Zhuo Jian."

"Don't follow, please."

Zhuo Jian was worried that Sheng Xin would follow her again, so she turned around and begged him.

Sheng Xin looked at her, not daring to chase after her.

Zhuo Jian strode out.

Fu Yanye could no longer be provoked.

She gave chase, in the parking lot.

Before Fu Yanye got into the car, she blocked him, blocking his car door with her hands, looking at him with clear eyes, "Go back and divorce me."

"Are you amnesia, or are you deaf?"

"..."

"Step aside."

Fu Yanye ordered in a cold voice.

"I do not."

Zhuo Jian stood there stubbornly.

"Don't force me to be rough on you. The reason why you two can stand in front of me so well is because of my son."

Fu Yanye gritted his teeth and said to her.

"Son? Fu Yanye, do you really have a son in your heart?"

She suddenly remembered the scene of the child falling into the sea.

Why?

Can he still act as if he loves his son very much?

"You want me to prove it to you, do I have a son in my heart?"

"..."

Zhuo Jian looked at him puzzled.

"Okay, you wait."

As he spoke, Fu Yanye grabbed her arm and easily pushed her to the ground.

The door was opened and he started the car as soon as he got in.

Zhuo Jian fell to the ground, her ankle was in excruciating pain, but her eyes could only look at the place where he was gone.

What is he going to do?

Sheng Xin chased after her and picked her up from the ground, "Since he doesn't want to divorce, we'll figure out a way later. We have to go to the airport. Chang Xia and the children are still waiting there."