No divorce! Mr. Lu knelt down and coaxed him every night.

Qiao Shiyan was heartless,

Qin Shiyi put down all her body and begged him: "I beg you, because of our past friendship, let me live. If you don't let go, I can't find a job."

She cried bitterly: "He broke up with me due to family pressure!"

"I have nothing left!"

Qiao Shiyan was not soft-hearted.

He asked back: "Didn't you ask for this? You asked me to let you live, but did you leave a way for yourself?"

He stood in the dusk and lit a snow-white cigarette.

He is dignified and distant.

It's no longer like she loved him before.

Light blue smoke rose slowly and was blown away by the evening breeze. Qiao Shiyan's tone was cold and ruthless: "Leave City B and never appear in City B."

Qin Shiyi couldn't help but take a step back.

She looked at him in disbelief and said in a choked voice: "Are you really going to kill everyone? I really have nothing when I leave City B. My family, my career, and my connections are all here. You let me leave here. ?”

She still wanted to beg, but he didn't want to listen.

He turned sideways, put out the cigarette butt, and was about to walk towards the entrance...

Qin Shiyi stepped forward and grabbed him: "Shi Yan, Shi Yan, I beg you... back then I..."

Qiao Shiyan shook her off.

As he walked inside, he ordered the servant: "Please get her out. No one is allowed to come in again without my permission."

Immediately, two people dragged Qin Shiyi away.

Qin Shiyi was thrown out the door.

She still wanted to go in, but the two black carved doors slowly closed in front of her... Just like Qiao Shiyan's iron heart towards her.

She looked at the two doors and smiled in a daze!

……

Qiao Shiyan walked into the hall, but Meng Yanren was not there.

Zhang Ma told him: "My wife is on the second floor... Sir, my wife is not in good health these days. She goes out less and less. She usually just knits sweaters at home. If you really treat her well, think of a way to take her out for a walk." Relax, people's hearts are always gloomy, but they will make them sick."

Qiao Shiyan took off his coat, held it in his hand, and hummed softly.

Arriving at the second floor,

Sure enough, Meng Yan was knitting again.

There was a small cradle at her feet, and Jinfan slept soundly in it... Meng Yan looked at Ojinfan from time to time while knitting a sweater.

Because of Qin Shiyi's incident, Qiao Shi felt a little guilty because of the banquet.

He walked up to her and knelt down, gently touched Ozuho's face, and said in a very gentle tone: "She won't bother you again in the future!"

Meng Yan did not speak.

She was still sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, knitting her sweater quietly. The night behind her made her even more slender and thin, and she was coughing every time, which made people feel distressed.

Qiao Shiyan held her hand...

Meng Yan raised her eyes and looked into his eyes, "Let go! Qiao Shiyan, what do you want me to say... that the matter between you and Qin Shiyi is over, that I forgive you, that we are a couple? A loving couple?”

"is it not OK?"

A gust of night wind blew in.

A strand of black hair fell down from Qiao Shiyan's forehead, covering half of his eyes, making him look even more profound and unpredictable.

He wasn't questioning, he was begging.

He begs for her forgiveness, her love, and her start anew.

Meng Yan looked at him quietly...

For a long time, she whispered softly: "But Qiao Shiyan, we are no longer husband and wife. What are we talking about about forgiveness and reconciliation?"

Ozuho woke up, feeling a little uneasy.

While comforting his son, Qiao Shiyan lowered his head and asked her, "Meng Yan, in your heart, who are we?"

"prisoner!"

Meng Yan's voice was ethereal: "Qiao Shiyan, I am not your lover, I am just your prisoner!"

Another gust of night wind blew by,

Qiao Shiyan was startled, his back was cold.

……

That night, he slept in the study.

He had a dream.

He dreamed that Meng Yan was gone and she took Jin Fan with her. She took away all the scarves and sweaters she knitted for Jin Fan... The bedroom was empty except for a veil fluttering gently.

"Meng Yan!"

Qiao Shiyan woke up with a cold sweat on his back.

Opening my eyes, outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the sky was still dark.

Looking at the time, it's only three in the morning.

Qiao Shiyan felt panicked and couldn't sleep anymore, so he simply got up, opened the study door, and walked towards the bedroom opposite...

The bedroom door was closed, revealing a gleam of light.

When he entered, he was surprised to see Meng Yanren in the living room, wearing only thin pajamas... Under the light, it exuded a light luster.

She had lost a lot of weight, but was still beautiful.

Qiao Shiyan stared at the medicine in her hand and asked softly, "Are you feeling uncomfortable? Why did you get up in the middle of the night to take medicine?"

Meng Yan took the medicine.

She said calmly: "My stomach feels a little uncomfortable."

She didn't want to tell him too much. These days, they were like strangers living in the same house, with each other being polite and unfamiliar.

She thought it would be the same tonight.

But Qiao Shiyan was not satisfied. He had a dream and now he was very flustered.

He desperately wanted her to prove that she was still with him... As she walked in, he grabbed her thin wrist, pushed her gently into the English sofa, and covered her with his lean body.

She was slender and lean, he was strong and muscular.

She was almost crushed by him!

He began to kiss her, from the tip of her nose to her lips, to her tender ears...

The blood in his whole body was hot, and he couldn't wait to be with her. He talked in her ear like a man and a woman. He even told her that there would be no other people in the future, and he only wanted her.

Meng Yan doesn’t want it.

She doesn't want him, she doesn't want him, how could she be willing to have a relationship with him again?

When he kissed her,

She struggled desperately with her hands and feet, and suppressed and fragmented words came out of her mouth: "Go away! Go away! Qiao Shiyan, I don't want you!"

He pressed her down, his dark eyes deep.

He asked her gently: "If you don't want me, who do you want?"

Although his words were soft, his actions were not ambiguous at all. No matter how hard she resisted, he still forced himself to have sex with her...

The sofa beneath him swayed rhythmically.

Meng Yan's thin white legs hung down from the sofa, unable to swing as Qiao Shiyan rose and fell.

No matter how hot he is,

She was cold. She looked up at the crystal lamp and was manipulated by the man. There was no light in her eyes, just like her heart had died long ago...

One-sided love is always boring.

Qiao Shi's banquet ended hastily.

When he stood up to leave, he found a wisp of bright red blood slowly flowing down Meng Yan's leg. He was startled and called her: "Meng Yan!"

Meng Yan lowered her head and looked at the bright red blood.

He was too rough just now.

There was blood.