Chapter 138
Song Zhicheng stared at You Qian, his dark eyes glowed with a cold light, so sharp that people dare not look at him, even if he just glanced at him for a second, his eyes would be stabbed by the coldness, but You Qian raised his chin slightly, Look back at him bravely.

Now that you have made a decision, you can no longer be cowardly.

You can't keep getting confused again and again.

It's got to be this way, isn't it?I just bravely moved the day forward.

When You Qian kept admonishing herself, the surrounding air seemed to condense together, Song Zhicheng still had a sullen face, pursed lips, and his dark eyes were terribly gloomy.

After a while, You Qian broke the silence, handed him the pen and paper again, and said, "I have prepared a few copies here." She expected that his self-esteem would not be able to bear the divorce, so she prepared several copies in advance. , even if it is torn off once or twice, she can still take it out three times or four times. In short, if Song Zhicheng figured it out, he would always sign it.

Song Zhicheng raised his eyebrows, squinting at You Qian's hand.

You Qian waited quietly...

Song Zhicheng suddenly twitched the corner of his mouth, reached out to take the agreement in You Qian's hand, and glanced at it casually. Under You Qian's expectant gaze, Song Zhicheng tore it up without hesitation.

"You Qian, don't challenge my patience." Throwing the torn pieces of paper away, Song Zhicheng's voice sounded like he was gnashing his teeth, his eyes showed a fierce and fierce light, and he stared at You Qian hard, almost with great effort. Self-control is the only way to hold back the woman in front of him.

You Qian's heart couldn't help trembling, she immediately held her breath, lowered her head halfway, tried to ignore Song Zhicheng's obvious anger, and closed her mouth tightly.

Wait a moment.

Song Zhicheng rubbed the space between his brows and said, "I can pretend that everything happened today and nothing happened."

"Why bother?"

"Why bother?" After two consecutive sentences, her voice was filled with endless bitterness. She knew that as long as she accepted it now, the divorce matter could be disclosed, but...

It is conceivable that their lives will continue to go on and on, and they will continue to be stalemate like this.

Is this kind of life really what she wants?Is that what he wants too?
Song Zhicheng's eyelids twitched, he frowned, and stared at her displeasedly for a while, then suddenly laughed out loud, and slowly approached her a few steps until they were so close that they breathed out Song Zhicheng didn't stop until his breath could be sprayed onto the opponent's face. After he stood still, his beautiful eyes shone like a lurking lion, watching the prey in front of him, thinking about the best way to strike. opportunity.

You Qian took a step back unnaturally.

Song Zhicheng approached her with an astonishing aura.

You Qian took another step back. Seeing this, Song Zhicheng frowned, suddenly opened his hand and grabbed You Qian, pressed her body against his chest, and asked with a stinky face, "Where are you going to retreat?"

You Qian didn't plan to quit, she smiled sadly at the corner of her mouth: "I don't plan to quit, I just want to divorce you."

"I don't want to be with you anymore."

"Let's get a divorce."

"Didn't you want to leave?"

"Are you going to regret it now?" She raised her head and stared at him. Song Zhicheng's face was beautifully curved, his chin was firm, his temples were twitching faintly, and his hands were bruised. It was obvious that he had endured great anger, even so. , You Qian still spit out what she wanted to say word by word in front of his face.

The room fell silent.

There was a stalemate, and the atmosphere was so dull that the heart panicked.

This suffocating atmosphere made people unable to breathe, You Qian struggled hard, but couldn't break free from Song Zhicheng's restraint, she raised her eyes and glared at him angrily.

Song Zhicheng raised his hand and pressed his forehead, but didn't speak.

You Qian said angrily, "Let me go."

Song Zhicheng held his breath, gritted his teeth and said, "Didn't you say we'll never leave?"

You Qian raised her head in astonishment, when will it be agreed?Why doesn't she know?Moreover, wasn't he the one who chased after her to sign the divorce agreement again and again?

Song Zhicheng told himself to bow his head temporarily.

Just keep your head down for a moment, no big deal.

When Song Zhicheng was struggling, he caught a glimpse of a smile uglier than crying on You Qian's face, opened his mouth slightly, and his heart sank.

You Qian sighed deeply: "But I don't want to be with you."

When speaking, You Qian had cold brows and eyes, and a calm expression.

Song Zhicheng's emotions sank to the bottom of the valley once again as her words fell to the ground. He suppressed the urge to be furious, and stared at You Qian firmly with his eyes: "Say it again."

You Qian said, "I don't want to be with you."

Song Zhicheng raised the corners of his mouth and smiled coldly: "Very good."

You Qian subconsciously wanted to take a step back, but Song Zhicheng was holding her whole body, and she couldn't move at all. Song Zhicheng clasped her shoulder vigorously, with dark eyes.

His whole body is like an angry lion, wanting to choose someone and bite him to calm his anger.

You Qian turned her face away in fear. This move further ignited the anger that Song Zhicheng tried to suppress. Song Zhicheng suddenly clenched her chin and raised it slightly: "So?"

"You really don't want to be with me?" Song Zhicheng stared at her with dark eyes and asked.

You Qian flinched, and Song Zhicheng said coldly, "Speak."

Song Zhicheng like this is really scary, You Qian's throat is bitter, and she wants to cry, but she wants to cry but has no tears. She often overestimates her position in his heart.

However, he often underestimated his influence on him.

For example, now, she never imagined that he could get so angry.

How long has it been?
It seems that she has known Song Zhicheng for a long time, so long that she has forgotten the time, when and how Song Zhicheng was really angry.

In the whole room, it feels like all the air is stuck together, oppressive, dull, and disturbing. You Qian really wants to escape from this place, from Song Zhicheng's side.

But I can't, I can't escape.

You Qian didn't want to escape, but just raised her eyes, and saw Song Zhicheng's sharp eyes staring at her tightly.

He opened his mouth, and after a pause, You Qian bit his lip and nodded bluntly, "Yes. I really don't want to be with you."

She had repeated this sentence for countless times, but the lethality didn't weaken even a bit in her ears. Instead, it became bigger and bigger each time. The corners of Song Zhicheng's mouth became more and more curved, and the corners of his eyes and brows were full of smiles.

You Qian was slightly startled.

Song Zhicheng raised his eyebrows and said, "Very good."

You Qian frowned secretly, feeling more and more uneasy in her heart.

Song Zhicheng's slender fingers lightly slid across You Qian's cheeks, running down her neck... You Qian suddenly felt a chill on her neck, and her body couldn't help trembling slightly. Song Zhicheng suddenly stopped and gave her a sidelong glance.

You Qian didn't want to meet his gaze, so she hurriedly lowered her head.

The cold fingertips slowly slid across the neck, and after making a bend, Song Zhicheng suddenly stopped his hand on Youqian's lower abdomen, the touch there was soft, and his cold eyes suddenly warmed up.

When his big palm was pressed tightly against her abdomen, You Qian realized something was wrong.

Song Zhicheng said lightly: "You are pregnant with my son, and you want to divorce me?"

You Qian wanted to flee immediately, but Song Zhicheng wrapped one arm around her tightly, her breath gushed into his chest, the familiar breath was so disturbing.

Song Zhicheng opened the corner of his mouth, and the smile couldn't reach his eyes: "The child belongs to me, if you want to leave, it's up to you."

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