Divorced ex-husband crying and begging for remarriage

Zhou Beishen looked away from the window, and did not rush to answer this question.

"A Yuan, what do you think is love?" He suddenly asked, an answer that seemed to have nothing to do with Zhao Yuanyuan's question.

Zhao Yuanyuan's heart was shocked, and she looked over in disbelief: "You...love her?"

"I don't know." Zhou Beishen shook his head, he really didn't know.

"At first, I was just curious about her, and later on, even I couldn't tell why."

With coffee in his hand, he spoke slowly, but every word fell on Zhao Yuanyuan's heart like a knife, piercing her with pain.

It took a long time for Zhao Yuanyuan to recover, suppressing her anxiety, and said, "You told me before that you don't believe in love, and you think all love in this world is fake."

"Yes." Zhou Beishen did not refute.

If he hadn't met Jiang Wan, he couldn't believe that his heart, which had been silent for many years, would still beat that day.

"Beishen, maybe this is just your illusion."

Zhao Yuanyuan opened her mouth, and said under Zhou Beishen's gaze, "You think you are in love with her, maybe it's just curiosity or a whim."

"You're right." He nodded, also acknowledging this possibility.

Seeing this, Zhao Yuanyuan breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately, she wasn't really in a situation where she couldn't help herself.

It's just that it can't go on like this.

Otherwise, Beishen will fall into it sooner or later, and by that time, she will really have no chance at all.

Half an hour later, Zhao Yuanfang rushed to the restaurant. When he saw Zhou Beishen, he subconsciously hid behind Zhao Yuanyuan. He was a little afraid of him.

Zhou Beishen just gave him a cold look and didn't do anything else.

Zhao Yuanyuan stretched out her hand to pull him to sit down, and said to him: "When the young lady comes later, you should apologize to her, do you hear me?"

"Oh, I heard." Zhao Yuanfang nodded, but his tone was extremely perfunctory.

Five minutes later, Jiang arrived late.

"Hello." Zhao Yuanyuan stood up and reached out to Jiang Wan: "I'm Zhao Yuanfang's sister Zhao Yuanyuan."

Jiang Wan nodded, "Jiang Wan, hello Miss Zhao."

She didn't shake hands with Zhao Yuanyuan, and she didn't care about the embarrassment that flashed across his face. She didn't come here today to make friends.

"Miss Jiang, what happened this time is that Yuanfang did something wrong. I have already severely criticized him, and I promise that there will be no next time." As she spoke, she pushed Zhao Yuanfang who was aside.

Zhao Yuanfang's eyes haven't moved away since Jiang Wan arrived.

After not seeing her for a few days, he felt that this woman was even more beautiful, and it must have tasted pretty good after all.

His eyes were too direct, not to mention Jiang Wan, even Zhou Beishen beside him could feel it.

"Ah!" she exclaimed.

Hot coffee splashed on his face, accompanied by Zhou Bei's deep and gloomy voice: "I can help you if your eyes don't want you."

"Beishen, I'm sorry, this kid..." Zhao Yuanyuan also hated iron and steel, she dared to be so bold in front of Zhou Beishen, didn't she want to live?

Zhao Yuanyuan cleaned Zhao Yuanfang's coffee, stared at him fiercely, gritted her teeth and said, "Apologize to Miss Jiang!"

"I'm sorry." Zhao Yuanfang lowered his head, and said unwillingly, the hatred in his eyes was about to overflow in places where outsiders could not see.

"Speak up!" Zhao Yuanyuan yelled at him, she really didn't know how she had such a younger brother.

Zhao Yuanfang was taken aback, he didn't dare to go against Zhao Yuanyuan's intention, and raised his voice, "I'm sorry to say Miss Jiang, I won't dare again in the future, please forgive me."