Lu Jingchi stared at her gestured fingers, looking calm and without saying anything.

Jiang Lan waited for a long time before she raised her head and met the man's deep gaze.

She gestured the words again, but before she could finish her gesture, he held her finger.

The man whispered, "What have you forgotten about me?"

Jiang Lan's eyelashes trembled, and she suddenly smiled bitterly and lowered her hands weakly.

What he said, he said don't love him.

Lu Jingchi sighed, his expression softened, raised his hand to wipe the tears at the corners of her eyes, and said as if he was coaxing a child: "Stop crying, you see, there are only two of us at home, and no one else disturbs you, isn't it good?"

Jiang Lan turned his head and avoided his hand.

Lu Jingchi's eyes flashed, and he turned her head back domineeringly, forcing Jiang Lan to look at him.

"Did you think so?" he asked again.

Jiang Lan bit her lip tightly and refused to see her.

I don’t know when it started, but when she saw this face that she was thinking about day and night, she would feel suffocated and breathless.

It seemed that there was an invisible chain around her neck. In the name of her family, he tied her up in this house like a dog, without friends and no freedom.

There is nothing left.

Lu Jingchi raised her chin, as if he would not give up without her response. Jiang Lan was forced to look at him.

But he no longer responded to him.

Because she realized that no matter what she did, she said it was futile.

"I am so nice to you, why do you want others?" He murmured in a low voice. Every time he said such words, his voice was like a demon's whisper, full of bewitching power.

Jiang Lan wanted to break free from him, but Lu Jingchi hugged her in his arms and lowered his head to kiss her.

Jiang Lan turned his head and avoided it, but he pressed the back of his head and broke it back.

He bit her lips, not like a kiss, but more like a warning.

Jiang Lan struggled, and her hands pushed the man's chest, but the strength was very different after all, and she was pushed onto the sofa by the man.

He pulled her clothes away and chilled in his face.

Lu Jingchi was like a demon, chewing on her lips regardless of her wishes. In just a moment, Jiang Lan had already tasted the taste of blood.

When she was about to suffocate, she couldn't help but bite him hard.

The blood of the two of them instantly intertwined, and the blood mixed with saliva choked into Jiang Lan's throat. She turned red and coughed desperately.

The man finally let her go.

Jiang Lan slid on the ground from the sofa, and she supported the ground with her hands and spit out a large amount of blood-stuffed saliva from her mouth.

She opened her mouth and gasped in big mouthfuls. She took a long time to recover.

Lu Jingchi also sat beside her. He bent one leg, put his hand on his knee, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then took a cigarette and lit it.

The smoke filled the two of them. They were so close, but they were cut open by the smoke.

Jiang Lan gathered up his clothes and turned to look at him.

He smoked his cigarette quietly, his hair was a little messy, his shirt was wrinkled, and he had two buttons on his collar at some time, and there were two scratches on his chest.

Jiang Lan pulled his sleeve.

Lu Jingchi turned his head to look at her, and his expression calmed down, as if nothing had happened just now.

Jiang Lan gestured: Can Grandma Zhang come back?

Lu Jingchi withdrew his gaze and leaned over to knock the cigarette out of the ashtray. He said, "You should still treat my words as wind in your ears."

Jiang Lan lowered her eyes and her fingers were clasped together.

After a while, she mustered up the courage to open the drawer in front of her, and the divorce agreement inside appeared in front of Lu Jingchi again.

He was not angry, calmly stretched out his hand, took out the divorce agreement, and flipped it over.

“When will I prepare to go again?”

He didn't look at Jiang Lan either. After reading the divorce agreement, he casually tore it in half, and then in four and half, tearing it into countless pieces. When he threw it away, the paper scraps were spilled all over the sky.

Just like the fragmented relationship between them.
Chapter completed!