"Don't you want to watch your sons grow up? Or do you want them to learn from others that their parents were not in a good relationship and their mother committed suicide due to depression? What will be the consequences? Have you ever thought about it?
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"..."
"They will no longer believe in love, and may not be able to find a lover for the rest of their lives."
"Fu Yanye, you are despicable."
"Just say so. Anyway, if being a good person means letting you disappear from my world and letting my children grow up in a single-parent family, I would rather be a despicable person.
"Fu Yanye, you are just using your power to bully others."
"I have laid a dragnet, Zhuo Jian, I won't let you escape from under my nose."
"you......"
"Well, I'm bullying others, and it's best for you to know that."
Fu Yanye's dark eyes were so cold that no one could see a trace of hope.
"You, cough, cough..."
She suddenly couldn't breathe, her chest felt tight, and it seemed like something was about to burst out of her throat.
Fu Yanye saw her face suddenly turned as pale as paper, and then he got up from her, laid her down and immediately pressed the call bell.
It took Zhuo Jian a long time to breathe again. The nurse was holding her beside the bed. She tried to get up and yelled at him even more disgustedly, "Get out, get out."
"Mr. Fu, please go out first. Your wife cannot be stimulated now."
"I'm not his wife, I'm not."
"Okay, you are not, Mr. Fu, please get out."
Seeing that Zhuo Jian's face was pale, the nurse did not dare to provoke her at all.
Fu Yanye retreated to the door, but did not leave.
The doctor came to examine her and gave her a sedative, and she slowly recovered.
The nurse stood at the door and reminded him, "Mr. Fu, you'd better come out first."
Fu Yanye turned his face slightly, but did not look at the nurse. He just said lightly: "I still have a few words to say to her."
The nurse stood outside waiting for him.
Now the nurse thinks that it is best for the couple not to be together for more than two minutes, and she has to remind them in time.
Fu Yanye walked to the bedside with long legs, stood in front of her, looked down at her and reminded her unhurriedly: "And, you, don't tell me anything about you sleeping with that man again.
That night he came to you disguised as a doctor and gave you a mobile phone. Do you think I didn’t know? Why do you think he suddenly had no news in the past two days? "
"Fu Yanye, what did you do?"
Zhuo Jian looked at him in disbelief.
Did he find out?
"He has too much time to take care of himself now."
Fu Yanye informed coldly.
"Fu Yanye, what did you do to him?"
Zhuo Jian was frightened. Wouldn't he be cruel to Sheng Xin?
"He has been hiding my wife and children for more than a year, and now he wants to kidnap you. What do you think I will do to him?"
"Fu Yanye, you must die a happy death."
"Don't challenge my patience anymore. As long as I think about my life in the past year, I can't stand any provocation, even the slightest, especially about you."
Fu Yanye reminded her in a slow and steady tone.
"Have you ever used half of your cruelty to me on Lin Ruxiang or other women?"
Zhuo Jian looked at him and asked him after a long time.
Fu Yanye held his breath and looked at her again, and after a long time he said, "No."
Zhuo Jian listened and found it funny.
"They are all insignificant people to me. I am too lazy to deal with them, and you are my wife."
"Does being your wife deserve to be tortured by you?"
"We didn't need to be like this, and you can still turn back now."
"I don't know you. The Fu Yanye I know is high-spirited, just and kind. He has died long ago."
Zhuo Jian shivered with anger, and when he spoke again his voice was no longer as loud as before.