Tang Yao's lips moved and finally sighed softly: "I'll arrange for you to go somewhere else, Britain or the United States. You can choose by yourself."

"Enough." Fu ran looked at him with a sob in his voice: "Tang Yao, why do you arrange for us with your stinky money, don't you?"

She looked at him and walked forward slowly: "or do you think I will worry about Nianchen inheriting Tang brick, so even if we divorce, I have to live by your eyes?"

She shook her head: "I won't want such a gift, nor will Nianchen."

Tang Yao stared at her and slowly said, "what if I insist?"

Just finished, a slap in the face.

Fu ran stared into his eyes and whispered, "this is my answer."

The slap was not light or heavy, but it was really thrown on his face and their feelings were clean, at least in Fu Ran's heart.

She said, "Tang Yao, don't let me look down on you."

Tang Yao stifled and touched his face. Some couldn't believe that she slapped him again.

"Throw it back if you want, but I won't go abroad." She raised her eyes and stared at him fearlessly: "I want to live here. It has nothing to do with you for half a cent. You can mess with whoever you like, and it has nothing to do with me to marry who you want. Tang Yao, do you understand?"

His Adam's apple rolled, then smiled, "I see."

She can tell. That's good.

It doesn't matter. It's just the relationship between ex husband and ex-wife. It's good.

Before Tang Yao left, he hugged Yao again.

Xiaoyaoyao was reluctant to part with him, but he left in pain.

When sitting in the car, the whole person was empty and beat the steering wheel hard.

He squints. What kind of man is he!

The wife and children can't recognize it. They can't do it when they meet. When they do, they throw their faces and slap their ears.

It's really his narrow nest.

He took a cigarette from the front of the central control and smoked it hard. After smoking a cigarette, he looked into the villa and started the car to leave.

Fu ran stood in the villa and watched Tang Yao's car leave. The servants of the family came over. Because they were old people and had different feelings, they could say more, "madam, sir, I haven't seen Yao Yao for a long time, so I don't keep a meal."

"No, he'll come and ignore it directly in the future." Fu ran said and slowly went upstairs.

Just upstairs, Fu Mingzhu's phone came over: "Fu ran, president Tang came to you, didn't he?"

Fu ran said absently, "I've come to see Yao Yao. Now I'm gone."

Fu Mingzhu sighed: "I don't advise you to forgive him and live in peace. After all... He saved you too."

Fu ran was silent and whispered for a long time, "so I can't live in peace with him."

In the past, she thought she could, but it was impossible for people who had loved to be friends again.

But as long as he didn't annoy her, she wouldn't cause trouble, but every time he met, he broke through her bottom limit. Last time he raped her with a wound in his hand in Paris, and this time he asked her to leave H city.

She slowly hated him.

Fu Mingzhu comforted again and hung up the phone.

Fu ran doesn't want to think about these messy things. She arranges her luggage. Yaoyao asks her family to take her to the hospital to find Lin Qian.

It happened that Xiaobei was also there. Xiaobei had a son for several months

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