What Feng Zhenyang hates most is betrayal, but the problem is, he has betrayed himself, so what right does he have to say? I have wanted to divorce him for a long time, but he is the grandson of Feng Jianye, the chairman of Li & Fung Group. No matter how I make a fuss, if he refuses to divorce me, then I have no choice.
Seeing Feng Zhenyang now, it is really hard for me to put him in the same place as he was before and as he is now. Perhaps, this is the difference between friends and husband and wife. As friends, it was none of my business who he loved or didn't love, whose heart he broke, or how many girls he had been dating. Now I am his wife, yes, I am extremely reluctant to admit this.
What if I don't admit it? I have no choice. Feng Zhenyang used his dandy skills to show his roguery and shamelessness to the fullest. As it happens, I am a person who cannot stand shamelessness. I picked up the IPAD slowly. It was this kind of news again, and it came with a picture of me and Zhao Yicheng having dinner together.
"What do I want to do? Can't you see what I want to do?" Perhaps, we have been too depressed for more than a month. Living under low pressure for a long time will make no one feel good. On the one hand, I want to retaliate against them, and on the other hand, I am eager to divorce Feng Zhenyang. It doesn't matter. After the divorce, won't Feng Zhenqing still be in this family? Many things can also be inquired through him.
Feng Zhenyang and I have drifted further and further apart. I don't want to know whether he had an affair with his cousin or not, or whether he betrayed me. I just want to divorce him and stay away from him. It's not good for him or me to continue to be entangled like this. He said he loves me and would never let me go, so I'll let him stop loving me or hate me.
Until now, I don't think he loves me that much. At most, he just has a possessive desire. It can be said that what you can't get is the best. If we really got together when we were young and green, and we didn't miss each other in the following ten years, he might not say that he loves me now, and he would not be reluctant to let me go. He probably wants to kick me to Huaguo Mountain to accompany Sun Wukong's monkeys.
Feng Zhenyang's eyes were full of bloodshot, he stared at me with anger, clenched his fists tightly, and was shaking with anger. Feng Zhenyang doesn't hit women, but that's only when he doesn't touch his bottom line. Now I have not only touched his bottom line, I have also touched his *. It's normal for him to want to beat me up.
I sat on the sofa, looked up at him and said nothing. Even after I said such words, how could he not divorce me
"Do you fucking think that I will divorce you and let you and Zhao Yicheng live together like this? Shen Jiaying, you're dreaming!" Feng Zhenyang didn't hit me, but he was very emotional and almost lost his mind.
Compared to him, I seemed to be particularly calm. My heart had already turned cold. Of course I was calm. Even if I wasn't calm, I didn't want to argue with him hysterically. His body was shaking with excitement, but my face was as cold as ice, so cold that I could feel the chill within three feet.
My indifference and indifference made Feng Zhenyang even more agitated. He snatched the IPAD from my hand and slammed it to the floor. The loud crash was extremely harsh.
His hand grabbed my collar at that moment and he approached me, his eyes filled with anger and he gnashed his teeth: "Why don't you say anything, Shen Jiaying! You are just relying on the fact that I love you!..."
"You love shit! You love your innocent and straightforward cousin!" Before he could finish the rest of the sentence, I interrupted him harshly, "You don't want to divorce me. You and your cousin love yours, and my ex-husband and I love ours. Isn't that fair?"
It is impossible to say that I don't care at all. I still care after all. I feel uncomfortable, but Feng Zhenyang's attitude is inexplicable. On the one hand, he says that he can't explain it, and on the other hand, he says that I am his wife. If he really thinks that I am his wife, would he not explain it? Does this guy think that he is a spy lurking in another party
What will happen if you put two hedgehogs together? Either the quills are too long to get close, or they get too close and poke the gambling house's eyes blind. I guess it was because I was blinded that I first met a scumbag and then a pervert who had an affair with my cousin.
Yes, I provoked the pervert. I looked at Feng Zhenyang eagerly, hoping that he would hit me. If he really hit me today, I could still accuse him of domestic violence, sue him, and then divorce him. By the way, after the divorce, I can renew my contract with the company. My contract with the company will expire in a few days. If I don’t divorce Feng Zhenyang, I won’t be able to take on any more acting jobs. Feng Jianye looks down on actors. Once you enter the Feng family, you can forget about acting.
Feng Zhenyang was determined to act back then, and he really fooled the gang of wolves and tigers in his family. How could he, who is so cunning, divorce me so easily? Maybe he can betray me, but he will never tolerate my betrayal.
I was like a poisonous snake, irritating his nerves: "If you don't want to get a divorce, let's go our separate ways. Feng Zhenyang, it was you... you who forcibly broke up Zhao Yicheng and I. What happened after that? What did you do? You are involved with your cousin, so what's wrong with me having dinner with my ex-husband? What right do you have to control me?"
The weather in autumn is very cold at night. Even without the air conditioner on, the living room was still chilly. Feng Zhenyang pulled my collar and a gust of cold air poured in, but I still didn't move. I just looked at Feng Zhenyang quietly, wanting to see how he would react.
"Shen Jiaying, do you still have a heart?" Feng Zhenyang's fist did not fall on me in the end, but smashed hard on the glass coffee table next to me.
With a fierce crash, Feng Zhenyang's hand that fell on the coffee table suddenly started bleeding, along with a strong smell of blood. I found out... Feng Zhenyang had the misfortune to smash his hand on a few pieces of broken glass, which he had just caused. He really deserved it.
That must have been painful. If the glass shards get into the skin and are not cleaned up quickly, it can easily cause serious problems. Forget it. I want to divorce him, which is one thing. If his hand gets infected, that's another matter.
I pulled away his hand that was grabbing my collar and was about to get up to get the medicine box, but I was grabbed by his hand that was pierced by glass shards. Feng Zhenyang held my hand tightly, and with his other hand, he pinched my chin. There were tears in his eyes. Why were there tears in Feng Zhenyang's eyes? When I met his painful gaze, my heart ached.
Feng Zhenyang's hand holding my chin was shaking violently. It was obvious that he was trying his best to suppress his anger. I didn't know what had gone wrong with me. We had just been arguing fiercely, and both of us wanted to kill each other, but I suddenly said, "Your hand is injured and bleeding."
Feng Zhenyang's stabbed hand was horrible to look at. I glanced at it and didn't want to look at it again. I always told myself that I would take revenge on him and torture him in various ways. The sad thing is that when I see him get hurt, my heart aches.
My sudden words made Feng Zhenyang stunned for a moment. He lowered his eyes to look at his bloody hand, as if he just felt the pain. He frowned slightly, then looked at me and smiled bitterly: "Shen Jiaying, isn't this what you want? You not only want me to get hurt, but also want me to die! If I die, you can live with Zhao Yicheng forever! It's impossible!"
"I'm telling you, if you dare to meet Zhao Yicheng again, I can't guarantee what I will do!" Feng Zhengyang didn't care about his injured hand and continued to threaten me: "I said, since we are married, you are my wife. I don't care whether you love me now or not. If I can't get your heart, can't I get your body?"
"Feng Zhenyang, you're crazy!" I felt a little powerless.
I said so many things to irritate him. I thought he would divorce me because of his arrogant character. But in the end, he told me that if I couldn't get my heart, couldn't I get my body? Scoundrel! He is simply the king of scoundrels.
Feng Zhenyang is not only a scoundrel, he is also a scoundrel with some brains. He was so angry with me that he was about to fight me. But now he suddenly calmed down: "Shen Jiaying, you said that on purpose to irritate me, right? Oh, don't I know you? You don't return to your ex! Especially when it's someone like Zhao Yicheng! Even if you want to return to your ex, you won't ignore your brother's safety!"
"I'm a playboy and a scoundrel. You know what I'll do when I go crazy." Feng Zhenyang slowly let go of me, glanced at his own hands, looked up at me and said, "You still care about me, which means you haven't betrayed me. You're just mad at me. So, I said you said that on purpose to irritate me!"
I said so many things to irritate him to death, but in the end, he exposed me just because of that one sentence about an unintentional relationship. But so what, I still love him, but he is no longer himself. I love the actor Feng Zhenyang, my high school deskmate Feng Zhenyang, not Feng Zhenyang, the vice president of Li & Fung Group, and certainly not the pervert who is involved with his cousin.
So when I heard him say this, I laughed: "Haha, Feng Zhenyang, you overestimate yourself, don't you? I deliberately pissed you off? Do I have to deliberately piss you off? I'm just worried that your blood will get on me, and I find it dirty!"
"I just think you're dirty, your blood is dirty, every part of you is dirty, do you understand? Do you think I care about you? I'm disgusted by you so much, how can I care about you?" I sneered at him and refused to admit that I cared about him.
Then she used more fierce words to hurt him: "Yes, you are right, I will not go back to my ex, but I cannot guarantee that I will not go back to my ex. I can also have a lover. That person does not have to be Zhao Yicheng. He can also be a male model, a male singer, and of course he can also be one of my cousins."
I felt that I was a very awkward woman. While I was stimulating Feng Zhenyang, I would occasionally steal glances at his hand, which seemed to be bleeding more and more! Feng Zhenyang himself did not say anything, nor did he quarrel with me again. He looked at me with a pale face, and it seemed that he had no intention of cleaning the wound.
After looking at me for a while, he suddenly squatted down, without any protective measures, and reached out to grab the broken glass on the ground and threw it into the trash can. There was also drink spilled from the glass on the ground...
"That's enough, Feng Zhenyang! I admit that everything I said just now was just to deliberately anger you. I met Zhao Yicheng only to ask him about Lin Ruoxue. Don't pick her up again!" I hurriedly grabbed his hand, and I was too soft-hearted. (To be continued)