Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

When Fu ran woke up, he was in a ward. He looked up at the plain white surroundings and fell into a trance.

The long eyelashes trembled slightly, closed their eyes and asked, "how long have I slept?"

Tang Yao's voice answered her, "it's noon now."

Fu ran blinked. It's him!

The corner of his mouth took out a touch of helplessness and sighed: "is Yao Yao okay?"

"The situation is very stable. They live in a special ward and are taken care of by nurses." Tang Yao's voice was a little hoarse, which was probably the reason why he didn't sleep all night.

Fu ran opened her eyes and found that she had changed into a set of pajamas. She supported herself to sit up.

There was still some darkness in front of her and her head was faint, but she didn't care and insisted on making some things clear with him.

Tang Yao stood by the bed and saw her sitting up. He said faintly, "are you hungry? If you are hungry, I'll let someone bring food in."

Fu ran raised his eyes and finally looked at him.

She whispered, "I don't want to eat now. Tang Yao, I want to talk about divorce. "

"Divorce?" Tang Yao's eyes fixed on her: "are you sure you want to talk about this?"

Then he poured a glass of water on the head of the bed and looked at her quietly: "I can guarantee not to see Shen Wan."

Fu Ran's hand grabbed her hair, and a beautiful long brown hair poured out at her fingertips. She smiled coldly: "your guarantee is not worth money, Tang Yao. Every time we have a problem, you will use her to stimulate me. What have I become? Shen Wan, what is she in your life, a tool? Will you go to bed with her to stimulate me when necessary? "

Tang Yao's face was livid: "I said I had nothing to do with her!"

"I don't care if there's anything. I just want a divorce now." Fu ran said softly, "I only want children."

Tang Yao sat by the bed, took the glass of water and played with it with his slender fingers. "Fu ran, Director Fu, you've been in the mall for a lot of time."

Fu Ran's body was a little tight, and he knew what he was going to say.

Tang Yao put the water cup to her lips and opened his mouth low: "you should know how to make an already declining family worse, and then live like a lost dog. How miserable it is."

His eyes fell into her eyes: "think about your mother and how well your two sisters are treated. If you live a life without money, it will be like depression and maladjustment, or is your Director Fu going to raise that big family."

He paused: "Xiao Bei is no longer working in Boyu. You won't ask her to climb up Zhang Boyan's bed again for your family?"

"Tang Yao, how can you be so despicable?" Fu ran immediately opened the water cup on his lips, and the water splashed on the sheets.

Tang Yao didn't care either. He still went to pour her another glass of water and put it aside. "There's still a lot I can do. Do you want to try the same? I promise you'll regret it and wish you could come back to me earlier."

"Absolutely not." Fu ran was resolute: "if president Tang likes to deal with others so much, just deal with them."

She opened the quilt and got up. She couldn't get along with him for a moment.

She went straight to the bathroom, turned on the tap and threw cold water on her face.

Look up, a lost face in the mirror.

Tang Yao left, but the servants of the family sent meals. Fu ran ate some before he remembered Nianchen.