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Chapter 491 Shen Chun's Past (36)

Jiang Chunhe naturally had to struggle, and when he raised his hand, he wanted to slap Shen Chaosheng!

But unexpectedly, he touched the cigarette butt in his hand and burned the back of his hand.

Shen Chaosheng immediately let go of her.

"Stupid! What are you putting up?!"

As he spoke, he pulled her wrist to check her hand.

His eyes were concerned and anxious. Seeing that Jiang Chunhe's hands were only a little red and scratched, he felt relieved.

"Go back and get some disinfectant to wipe it off, do you hear me?"

"You don't need to worry about it!"

Jiang Chunhe withdrew his hand, rubbing the back of his hand with disgust.

Shen Chaosheng looked down at her from above, threw the cigarette butt in his hand to the ground, stepped on his shiny leather shoes a few times, until the last bit of scarlet was extinguished.

"Divorce him, otherwise I can't guarantee that Shen Zhichen won't see this kind of thing in the future."

"Shen Chaosheng, what else can you do besides forcing women?! Let me tell you, it is absolutely impossible for me to divorce Shen Zhichen, unless I die!"

"Okay, are you being stubborn? Then you will see if Shen, who is on the verge of death, can be brought back to life."

"You are really inhuman, you are a lunatic!"

"Whatever you say."

Shen Chaosheng turned his eyes away, unwilling to see the disgust in her eyes, and wanted to take another two puffs of cigarettes, only to find that the cigarettes were gone.

Thinking of the scene where Jiang Chunhe was burned by cigarette butts just now, he gave up and just pursed the corner of his mouth, "Divorce Shen Zhichen, otherwise, you will just wait to be a widow."

Jiang Chunhe was stunned.

"What do you mean?"

"Do you think Shen Zhichen is fine now? Shen Yezhong was not so clear-cut before his death. He handed over the company to Shen Zhichen and asked Shen Zhichen to be the scapegoat for him. Do you think Shen Zhichen can escape?"

"If something happens to Shen Zhichen, I will never let you go!"

"You're still worried about yourself. If you're willing to beg me, maybe I can barely consider letting Shen Zhichen go."

"Dream you!"

Jiang Chunhe slammed the door and left.

Shen Chaosheng in the office narrowed his eyes slightly, and the corners of his thin lips curved slowly.

……

Although Zhou Yafang was under surveillance, she was always paying attention to Shen Zhichen's news.

Hearing that he has returned to the company now, Zhou Yafang's heart is temporarily relaxed a lot.

Zhou Yafang was sitting on the floor of the bedroom drawing.

Recently, she has fallen in love with painting. She doesn't like to sit on the bed, but likes to sit on the ground like this. Sometimes she can paint for a whole day.

The painting is of dead wood and black sky, symbolizing her mood.

Low, gloomy, with no light, no direction, no exit.

At noon, the nanny came in to bring her meals.

The food was left on the table for a whole day, and the next day it was all rotten, and Zhou Yafang didn't even see her eating a bite.

She, like a lifeless person, only remains a shell.

"It seems that you are doing well." A playful voice sounded beside you.

Zhou Yafang felt that the voice was both strange and familiar, and when she turned her head to look at it, she was stunned.

What kind of face is this?
He has an eight-point similar appearance to Shen Zhichen, but his demeanor is different. He doesn't have the freshness between Shen Zhichen's brows.

But at first glance, he looked very much like Shen Zhichen. If I didn't know it, I thought it was Shen Zhichen's twin brother.

"who are you?"

Zhou Yafang frowned, because she hadn't spoken for several days, so her voice sounded a bit hoarse.

She knew that the person in front of her was not Shen Zhichen.

Hearing this, the person in front of him suddenly smiled.

The laughter was a little familiar, a little mocking, "Why, I came back from a business trip, and you can't even hear my voice?"

"you you……"

Zhou Yafang was so surprised that her lips were trembling!

Is this Shen Zhijun?

Is this really Shen Zhijun?

But why, this face turned into a face similar to Shen Zhichen's! !

"I know you will never forget him." Shen Zhijun raised his lips and said every word.

The way he laughed, the expression on the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, was completely different from Shen Zhichen's.

"Didn't you say that I am not as good as him? How about now? I have become him. What else can you say?"

"No...you actually, unexpectedly..."

"Are you that surprised? Plastic surgery is not a big deal nowadays. With my money, I can definitely find a high-level doctor to make me look like Shen Zhichen."

As he spoke, Shen Zhijun stroked his chin, and then reached out to caress his sharp-edged face.

"Well, now that you look at me, do you like me?"

"Ha ha!"

This man is crazy.

Zhou Yafang no longer knew what to say.

She never imagined that Shen Zhijun had gone so crazy that he had plastic surgery to look like Shen Zhichen!

He is simply crazy!There is no help!
"Do you think I can like you like this?"

Zhou Yafang came back to her senses and sneered.

"Even if your appearance is exactly the same as Shen Zhichen, but Shen Zhichen is Shen Zhichen, you are Shen Zhijun, the two of you are completely different, the one I like is still Shen Zhichen—ah!"

Before she could finish her sentence, her hair was tightly pulled, and Shen Zhijun's big cold hand locked her neck.

Shen Zhichen in front of him, no, it was Shen Zhijun, with a devilish and sinister smile in his eyes...

Zhou Yafang shivered suddenly.

Seeing this person now is like seeing Shen Zhichen pinching his own neck.

Shen Zhijun slapped Zhou Yafang on the face.

Like many times before, she was beaten until her mouth and nose bleed.

"I know you still can't forget Shen Zhichen. When I hit you in the future, I will let you look at my face!"

Shen Zhijun spoke every word, his eyes darkened.

"You see clearly, it's not Shen Zhijun who's beating you now, it's Shen Zhichen who's beating you! I'll make you never dare to face Shen Zhichen again from now on! Pa——"

He slapped him hard and threw it over again.

Zhou Yafang's face was burning hot.

While beating her, Shen Zhijun tugged at Zhou Yafang's hair, not allowing her to dodge, and letting her look at this face, suffering double torture!

"See, it's Shen Zhichen who is beating you! It's Shen Zhichen!"

"No...let me go!"

"See clearly, it is Shen Zhichen who is beating you!" Shen Zhijun brainwashed her every word.

Zhou Yafang could only feel her own heart sinking little by little...

She knew that another hell of her own had already arrived.

……

A week has passed, and Jiang Chunhe has always felt that his stomach is uncomfortable these days.

And calculating the number of days for my aunt, she hasn't come for a long time.

Now her mind has become a lot more delicate, she went to the hospital to go to the gynecology department, and after a checkup, it really was——

pregnant! !
This is Jiang Chunhe's second pregnancy.

Jiang Chunhe had mixed feelings in his heart.

(End of this chapter)