Catch You! My Dear Wife

Xiang's warm heart suddenly cooled half.

"Did you go to the hotel with other women?"

"See the picture?"

His voice was bland, and Xiang Nuan was stunned by his calm attitude.

"Did you really go to the hotel with others? You... Don't deceive me. You hate it most."

Xiang Nuan knew in her heart that her husband would not cheat, because the housekeeper once said that he hated this kind of thing most, but even so, she couldn't help being jealous.

"How do you know if I hate you?"

The man's voice was cold. These words were obviously aimed at her. She didn't know where she provoked him.

"No, you won't, and you won't do such a thing, will you? Because I went to see Bai Yongmei, you began to hate me. Can you stop torturing me like this? I'm really uncomfortable."

"My reason tells me that you won't do this, but I still can't help feeling uncomfortable."

"If you like someone else, divorce me first. What's the delay?"

"Divorce?"

Across the cell phone, she could feel the opposite gas field very keenly, and she was cold and sinking in an instant.

"Xiang Nuan, divorce is what you said."

Hearing this, Xiang Nuan was stunned.

Before I could explain, the phone was hung up.

She knew that Fu Yehan was really angry.

She also knew that she was adding fuel to the fire.

She began to regret what she said again. It was a mess. How could she supply his anger again?

She really didn't want to continue the stalemate, so she asked the housekeeper to prepare a car that afternoon and directly went to block people at Fu Yehan's company door.

She knew clearly that it was impossible for a person as busy as Fu Yehan not to go back to the company.

When she went to the company, no one was in the office. He went downstairs and waited. As a result, he really waited.

Downstairs.

As soon as she saw the familiar car coming, she immediately walked towards it.

"The night is cold."

She stopped Fu Yehan's way.

Fu Yehan was slightly stunned and his steps were slightly paused.

In fact, Fu Yehan had just noticed her.

Fu Yehan raised his eyes slightly and looked at her faintly.

The woman lost a lot of weight, her complexion was not good-looking and her spirit was haggard. Obviously, she didn't eat and sleep well. The whole person looked dying.

Fu Yehan frowned.

"Let's talk." Her voice was strangely cold and calm.

Fu Yehan said nothing and looked at him faintly, as if he were looking at a stranger, which made her heart ache.

He took a deep breath to Nuan: "you want to divorce me, don't you?"

Divorce?

Xiao Yan, standing behind Fu Yehan, was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized that the cold breath on his president came to his face, which scared him to shiver.

Recently, it is always rumored that the president and his wife have a bad relationship. Unexpectedly, she dares to threaten the president here. This is very difficult. You know, Fu Yehan always hates being threatened.

Fu Yehan's eyes narrowed.

"Come home with me or divorce, you choose one."

He looked at Fu Yehan with a stiff scalp.

"Send it back."

The man's voice is cold.

Xiao Yan hurriedly replied, "OK."

Xiang Nuan finally saw Fu Yehan. How could he leave so easily? He hurriedly came forward and grabbed Fu Yehan's sleeve: "you're running away from me. When do you want to run away? If the problem is not solved, we'll just be more uncomfortable, won't you?"

"Send it back."

The man's voice was cold again.

Xiao Yan had no choice but to forcibly pull her away from Fu Yehan.

At the same time, she suggested with her eyes: don't make trouble at this time, young lady. You should know that the young master's mood has not been good since last night, and you don't know what happened.

Xiang Nuan is unwilling to be sent back.

She broke away from Xiao Yan's hand, but because of her strength, she fell to the ground all the time.

Today, she is wearing a thin, slim fitting short sleeve with a floral skirt. When she landed on the ground, the back of her hand had broken the skin.

Xiao Yan looked at Xiang Nuan with a little more sympathy in his eyes.

Xiang Nuan noticed the sympathy in each other's eyes, and his heart seemed to be pricked by a needle.

It turned out that the relationship between them had reached the point of sympathy.

She drooped her eyes slightly, her eyes moist rapidly, and her sight blurred rapidly.

She hasn't been eating well and sleeping well recently. She worries about this and that every day. She hasn't missed a person so much, let alone tasted the taste of being abandoned. It's really very uncomfortable.

A moment later, a sound of footsteps sounded.

She buried her head on the ground and didn't notice that Fu Yehan had come towards her.

Soon, a pair of black leather fell in his sight. These are Fu Yehan's shoes.

"Not yet."

She stood up slowly and lowered her head. She didn't want Fu Yehan to see her look so embarrassed.

Xiang Nuan is at least a president's wife. If others see this, they may have to laugh off their big teeth.

She felt that she must be hated by Fu Yehan.

She turned and wanted to leave, but she felt her wrist tight, was dragged back and hit a strong chest.

Fu Yehan's eyes fell on her scratched place.

When she accidentally fell down, the back of her hand was scratched and now it is bleeding.

Xiang Nuan was forcibly pulled away by Fu Yehan. On the road from the hall to the elevator, she keenly felt that the eyes of the people around her fell on them, and she was also very quiet.

Soon, Xiang Nuan was taken to the lounge by Fu Yehan.

After taking people to the lounge, Fu Yehan turned out a medicine box, took out cotton swabs and alcohol, and disinfected her without saying a word.

The skin and mucous membrane were stimulated by alcohol. The pain made Xiang Nuan frown, bite his teeth and take a breath.

Her body strained involuntarily.

Xiang Nuan's heart is very uncomfortable. It hurts thousands of times more than the injury on his hand. He has been buried in his head.

"Look up." The man's voice was still indifferent, with a somewhat commanding tone.

No one can refuse.

She looked up slightly, and now her eyes were filled with water mist, pathetic.

He opened his mouth to Nuan and stopped talking. For a long time, his voice was a little hoarse and said to him, "do you still like me?"

Men don't say a word.

The despair in her heart was even worse.

She took a slight breath, tried to keep her voice steady and said, "if you don't feel anything about me, let's divorce."

Upon hearing this, Fu Yehan paused.

When his eyes fell on Xiang's warm body, it was like a bottomless cold pool, and the air field emitted from his body was not allowed to be spied on or guessed his mind.

"Are you serious?"