After the divorce, the ex-husband cried and proposed to remarry

Chapter 646

"Mr. Uriah, good morning, I have something to ask of you. I wonder if you can agree to it?"

Uriah was still very young and looked like a student who was not familiar with the world. At this time, he said in a very friendly manner: "Mr. Zhao, let's sit down somewhere and talk carefully. Seeing that you are sweating profusely, you must be in need now." have a good rest."

Mr. Zhao looked around and found a coffee shop, and hurriedly pulled Uriah over.

The waiter placed the coffee in front of the two people, and Mr. Zhao couldn't wait to speak: "Mr. Uriah, this request may be a bit presumptuous, but I really don't want to give up, so I can only ask you shamelessly."

Uriah blinked curiously, stirred the coffee in the cup with a small spoon, and said slowly: "Mr. Zhao, just tell me. If you don't tell me, I won't be able to guess what it is." A request? As for whether you agree or not, that is all my business. I will consider it carefully before telling you the answer. And I believe this matter will not affect the friendship between the two of us. "

Mr. Zhao seemed to have made up his mind and said in a low voice: "I ordered your new design drawing yesterday. It is no exaggeration to say that it is so ingenious that it attracted my eyes as soon as I saw it. It makes me feel that the works I have seen before cannot be called works of art..."

Uriah was obviously a little embarrassed by the praise. He pursed his lips and smiled softly: "I also like my work very much. It's lucky to say that I caught the fleeting inspiration at that time. It was done with just one stroke, but after I finished the drawing, I knew very well that I might not be able to reproduce such a stunning finished product in the next five, no, ten years—"

Uriah was filled with emotion. The more Mr. Zhao listened, the more he felt that something was wrong. Even the owner of the design drawings felt that he would not be able to produce a finished product of the same level in the next few years, so it was even less likely that he would be able to make this product. One work was sold.

However, since the above orders were given, Mr. Zhao could only bite the bullet and said: "Mr. Uriah, can you sell me this work?"

Uriah still had a smile on her face at this time: "Ah, do you want to buy the license for my work? Of course, just because we are friends, I can give you a discount!"

Uriah also winked at Mr. Zhao, obviously she really regarded him as a friend.

Mr. Zhao was a little uneasy. He swallowed and said hesitantly: "No, it's not just the authorization of the work. What I want to buy is the entire work, including his signature rights, detailed drawings, and There are various semi-finished artworks. And, and, we can pay an additional hush fee, and we only ask Mr. Uriah that you can no longer claim that this work was created by you in the future..."

"Whoa!"

The coffee cup on the table tipped over, and the dark brown coffee liquid inside flowed all over the table. Even the table was almost overturned by the angry Uriah.

"Impossible, you'd better give up on this idea!"

After Uriah said these words, he turned around and left angrily. Mr. Zhao looked at his back from behind with a look of embarrassment on his face.

Now, how should I explain it?

At the same time, on the other side, Jian Yining returned home, looked at the empty hall, and raised her eyebrows.

Are you all going out to play?
But okay, a sudden feeling of sleepiness came over her. Jian Yining couldn't help but yawned, and then walked to her room. In that case, let's take a nap.

Lying on the bed, Jian Yining fell asleep in a second and fell asleep without any warning.

Her consciousness was drowsy, but she soon became clear again. She saw two women who looked exactly like herself and Jiang Linchuan.

... "You're back? Come over for dinner quickly. I made your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs." Jian Yining smiled and looked at Jiang Linchuan standing at the door, ignoring the gloomy expression on his face.

Jiang Linchuan squinted at her and said in a deep voice, "Follow me to the hospital."

It’s this topic again!A flash of pain flashed through Jian Yining's eyes, and she subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but Jiang Linchuan didn't give her a chance to avoid it, and said directly: "The hospital's test has come out, and only your and Jie'er's bone marrows match. I will do it tomorrow." Arrange hospitalization and surgery for you..."

"Jiang Linchuan!" Jian Yining rarely interrupted him and looked at him with a cold face: "What do you think I am? You want me to donate bone marrow to your lover? I am your real wife!"

……

"Jian Yining" floated in front of her, and wanted to reach out and touch her, but the moment her fingertips touched, Jian Yining was sucked into her body by a strong suction force, and she seemed to merge with her. You can sense everything around you but you can't control your body.

'What exactly is going on? '

……

"Real wife?" Jiang Linchuan seemed to find it funny and said coldly: "If it weren't for your trick three years ago, I would have married Jie'er."

He took a step forward every time he said a word, and finally stretched out his hands to strangle Jian Yining's neck, his deep eyes without any warmth: "You'd better fulfill your responsibilities as a sister. If Jie'er can't be rescued, I will destroy you and the entire Jian family."

Jian Yining's face turned red when he pinched her, tears fell involuntarily from the corners of her eyes, but her eyes were colder than his, cold and full of despair. She had loved Jiang Linchuan for ten years and been married to him for three years, but in the end she ended up like this An ending.

Tears fell on Jiang Linchuan's right hand. He threw her to the ground in disgust. Looking at her pear-shaped face, a nameless evil fire and anger suddenly arose in his chest. He grabbed her hair and rushed upstairs. Walk.

Jian Yining was stunned for a moment and struggled desperately: "What are you doing! Jiang Linchuan, let me go, let me go!"

Her small body was smashed on the large mattress. Jiang Linchuan leaned down, pinched her chin with his fingers, and said bitterly: "Why do you do this every time? This is how you are when you are a child, and when you grow up, you are pretending to be innocent. Pretend to be pitiful, as if the whole world feels sorry for you! Just because you can pretend, that's why You'er will bully me!"

His eyes were blood red and his expression was furious. He controlled her with one hand, but the other hand kept moving, not only reaching into the hem of her clothes, but also touching her tender skin.

This appearance fell in Jian Yining's eyes, but she suddenly calmed down. She smiled coldly and said hoarsely: "Do you think your Jie'er is a good person? Three years ago..."

"You still have the nerve to mention three years ago!" Jiang Linchuan strangled her neck again, this time he didn't say anything and only focused on the actions of his men.

Jian Yining was almost suffocated by the pinch, and she squeezed out a few scattered words: "You hate me...why...why do you still touch me? Go and touch your mustard..."

"I can't bear it." Jiang Linchuan suddenly let go of the hand that was holding her neck, and took off her obstructive clothes with a wave of his hand. He unbuckled his belt and said, "I don't want her to get hurt at all. This kind of thing that is under Cheng Huan's knees can only be done by a despicable person like you." He said this, but he hated himself extremely. He obviously hated this woman, but every time he saw her, she was as soft as a bone. He still couldn't control his desire.

His low and hoarse voice rang in her ears. She could only do such a despicable thing?Only she can do it!
"Hahaha..." She suddenly laughed, and the laughter and violent coughing made her look a little scary.

(End of this chapter)