Marry first, love later: wife, don't divorce

He kept saying to himself, forget it, anyway, just for a while, let them go affectionately, anyway, it is under his nose, after they parted, Zheng Yifan and Xi Muru would have nothing to do with each other forever.

He wouldn't let Zheng Yifan stay in Binhai, of course Zheng Yifan couldn't stay in Binhai anymore, and his own woman definitely couldn't have an affair with other women, and his cousin, of course, couldn't do it either.

Mu Ru pushed Zheng Yifan away a little bit with her hand, raised her hand, and stroked the wounds on his face. When she touched the bridge of his nose and saw that his face was distorted in pain, tears streamed down, like broken threads. The beads kept overflowing, long strings, like pearls on her pale and thin face.

Zheng Yifan reached out and grabbed the little hand that was walking and stroking her face, tightly clenched it in the palm of her hand, then slowly pulled it to her chest, and pressed it tightly to her heart, making her feel I felt my own heartbeat, and that beating heart was full of her name.

There is an agreement on the bedside table, an agreement that she has already signed. This agreement states that Xi Muru will be Dongfang Mo's mistress for 100 years. If the terms of his own life are violated, Zheng Yifan will live a life that would be worse than death.

Such an overlord clause, Mu Ru is so unwilling and reluctant, she is actually more willing to die, because such a life is definitely worse than death.

However, looking at Zheng Yifan standing in front of him, looking at Zheng Yifan with a bruised nose and swollen face covered with gauze everywhere, looking at Zheng Yifan whose eyes are full of her——

She finally understood that she couldn't just care about her own death and ignore Zheng Yifan's future.

Zheng Yifan loves her so much, he is the only man in the world who loves her, she can't ignore her selfishly, if she lives a life that would be worse than death, then it must be Zheng Yifan who will live a life that would be worse than death.

So, for him, for his good life, she chooses to let herself live a life that would be worse than death, chooses to let Zheng Yifan live his ideal life, to do what he is good at and even meaningful things.

To love someone is to let him live well, and only when he lives well can you feel at ease.

"Have you two finished talking?" Seeing that the two were still cuddling together, Dongfang Mo couldn't help asking in a slightly old and hoarse voice: "Zheng Yifan, you can leave after you finish speaking, Ah Hao's car is waiting outside the door I will send you back to Hong Kong..."

"What about Mu Ru?" Zheng Yifan hurriedly snatched Dongfang Mo's words, and quickly said, "I want to go with Mu Ru, and I won't be separated from her."

"Aren't you joking? In order for you to escape from prison, Xi Muru has already sold her to me. Do you think I will let her go with you?" Dongfang Mo scoffed at Zheng Yifan's words.

Hearing this, Zheng Yifan's heart shattered into dust in an instant. Looking at Mu Ru, he held her hand tightly in his palm, as if he wanted to squeeze her hand and his own into one hand .

Mu Ru, his Mu Ru, for him, was automatically sent to the hands of the devil. He must work hard and make himself stronger, but he didn't believe that he would never surpass Dongfang Mo in his whole life.He kept saying to himself, forget it, anyway, just for a while, let them go affectionately, anyway, it is under his nose, after they parted, Zheng Yifan and Xi Muru would have nothing to do with each other forever.

He wouldn't let Zheng Yifan stay in Binhai, of course Zheng Yifan couldn't stay in Binhai anymore, and his own woman definitely couldn't have an affair with other women, and his cousin, of course, couldn't do it either.

Mu Ru pushed Zheng Yifan away a little bit with her hand, raised her hand, and stroked the wounds on his face. When she touched the bridge of his nose and saw that his face was distorted in pain, tears streamed down, like broken threads. The beads kept overflowing, long strings, like pearls on her pale and thin face.

Zheng Yifan reached out and grabbed the little hand that was walking and stroking her face, tightly clenched it in the palm of her hand, then slowly pulled it to her chest, and pressed it tightly to her heart, making her feel I felt my own heartbeat, and that beating heart was full of her name.

There is an agreement on the bedside table, an agreement that she has already signed. This agreement states that Xi Muru will be Dongfang Mo's mistress for 100 years. If the terms of his own life are violated, Zheng Yifan will live a life that would be worse than death.

Such an overlord clause, Mu Ru is so unwilling and reluctant, she is actually more willing to die, because such a life is definitely worse than death.

However, looking at Zheng Yifan standing in front of him, looking at Zheng Yifan with a bruised nose and swollen face covered with gauze everywhere, looking at Zheng Yifan whose eyes are full of her——

She finally understood that she couldn't just care about her own death and ignore Zheng Yifan's future.

Zheng Yifan loves her so much, he is the only man in the world who loves her, she can't ignore her selfishly, if she lives a life that would be worse than death, then it must be Zheng Yifan who will live a life that would be worse than death.

So, for him, for his good life, she chooses to let herself live a life that would be worse than death, chooses to let Zheng Yifan live his ideal life, to do what he is good at and even meaningful things.

To love someone is to let him live well, and only when he lives well can you feel at ease.

"Have you two finished talking?" Seeing that the two were still cuddling together, Dongfang Mo couldn't help asking in a slightly old and hoarse voice: "Zheng Yifan, you can leave after you finish speaking, Ah Hao's car is waiting outside the door I will send you back to Hong Kong..."

"What about Mu Ru?" Zheng Yifan hurriedly snatched Dongfang Mo's words, and quickly said, "I want to go with Mu Ru, and I won't be separated from her."

"Aren't you joking? In order for you to escape from prison, Xi Muru has already sold her to me. Do you think I will let her go with you?" Dongfang Mo scoffed at Zheng Yifan's words.

Hearing this, Zheng Yifan's heart shattered into dust in an instant. Looking at Mu Ru, he held her hand tightly in his palm, as if he wanted to squeeze her hand and his own into one hand .

Mu Ru, his Mu Ru, for him, was automatically sent to the hands of the devil. He must work hard and make himself stronger, but he didn't believe that he would never surpass Dongfang Mo in his whole life.