Fei Yunfan raised his eyes to look at Zi Ling and asked her aloud.
Zi Ling looked at Fei Yunfan, thinking about how rude he had just been, and suddenly became nervous.
Fei Yunfan was so scary. She wanted to leave. She didn't want to stay here at all.
"I'm so good to you!"
Fei Yunfan leaned in front of her, stretched out his hand, and grabbed her wrist.
"Let go of me, it hurts!"
Zi Ling looked at him and felt terrible in her heart. She tried her best to shake off his hand, but she couldn't get rid of it.
"Snapped-"
As Ziling kept swinging, Fei Yunfan slapped her on the face.
Zi Ling stopped moving immediately, and covered her cheek with her other hand.
He looked at Fei Yunfan in disbelief and said, "You hit me?"
"It's you I'm beating! I'm going to wake you up!"
After Fei Yunfan finished that slap, he didn't feel any guilt at all.
Instead, he slapped her face, and then another slap.
With several consecutive slaps, Zi Ling's cheeks were turned red.
"Wang Ziling, let's get a divorce!"
Fei Yunfan stood up straight and looked at Wang Ziling expressionlessly.
After saying these words, his heart throbbed.
Over the past year, I have put aside work and taken her all over France, Europe, and Africa.
Even after seeing so many scenery, she couldn't hide the person deep in her heart.
Haha... He was still too naive, thinking that if he left far away, she would slowly forget about that person.
After that, you will slowly like yourself and accept yourself.
But... she didn't...
While she was busy working, she was flirting with Chu Lian.
Recently, she had been frowning for work, and she didn't ask herself a word.
In her eyes, he seemed like an insignificant person,
From the beginning to the end, in her eyes and in her heart, she had no place of her own.
Is there anything else he can't let go of...what
"What did you say?"
Zi Ling was struck dizzy by his repeated slaps.
When I heard him suddenly talking about divorce, I was shocked.
"I said divorce, then you can go find any Chu Lian...Wang Lian's has nothing to do with me!"
After saying this, Fei Yunfan left the room.
Zi Ling blankly covered her swollen face, tears spreading in her eyes.
After a while, she stood up and walked out barefoot.
"Fei Yunfan, Fei Yunfan..."
She called Fei Yunfan's name, but it was just her own echo.
She walked to their bedroom, where there was a purple crystal curtain on that side.
Under the illumination of the crystal lamp, it emits bright light.
She walked forward, stretched out her hand on the curtain, and slid it gently.
The curtains touched each other and made a ding-dong-ding-dong sound.
Her fingers rested slumped beside her body.
Biting her lower lip tightly, a trace of disappointment flashed in her eyes.
Share a curtain of dreams!
Fei Yunfan told her this, because at home, in her room, there was a crystal bead curtain like this.
It's just that her small one, the one Fei Yunfan customized for her, is as wide as a wall.
Thinking about it, Zi Ling burst into tears again.
(End of chapter)