I really don't want a second marriage

Night Tingchen gnashed his teeth and stared at the woman with red eyes in his arms. When he said these words, he thought she was so disgusting, but now he was very distressed to see her sad appearance.

The irritable mood surged into his heart. Night Tingchen lost his sense of propriety for a moment and didn't know what to do with her.

Shen Jiamu continued, "this is not self assertion."

"Then don't casually mention divorce to me."

Shen Jiamu paused and looked at him: "then give me an explanation. I want to be completely and plainly."

I don't know why, yetingchen had the illusion that she was jealous and forced to ask herself, but before she took the initiative, yetingchen still planned to hide it from her, so she didn't take the initiative to say it.

"What explanation do you need, you said."

Shen Jiamu lifted his lips and looked at him with a bitter smile: "at this time, do you still don't want to say it yourself? Or do you like the feeling of embracing left and right? Being able to handle between two women makes you feel a sense of achievement, right?"

"What a mess..." yetingchen gritted his teeth. "What are you talking nonsense about?"

"Do you know who I saw today?"

Night Tingchen frowned and stared at her, waiting for her next words.

Shen Jiamu smiled: "I didn't just see Xiaoyan. I just met Han Xueyou in the morning."

At first, Tingchen didn't react. Then he suddenly thought, and his eyes were sharp: "have you seen her today?"

"Yes, as like as two peas, I saw her just now, and I saw a pair of pink ear drills on her ears, which were exactly the same as those I saw in the jewelry store. And you just gave me a pair again. Unfortunately, though I was very similar, I recognized it."

Shen Jiamu directly picked up the words and said them clearly. Yetingchen's eyebrows were almost tied.

I wanted to hide it from her before I investigated it clearly. Who knows that she actually met Han Xueyou.

It's just a face-to-face meeting. Han Xue's headache is that she lives in seclusion, but she wears the pair of ear drills to see her. If she has met... How will she feel?

"Do you think I gave those earrings?"

That's why it was so big when I opened the box just now?

Shen Jiamu asked, "you didn't send it, or who?"

This question is very clear. Shen Jiamu has been staring at him and wants to see something from his eyes, but ye Tingchen's eyes are firm from beginning to end and there are no other waves.

Shen Jia paused and heard his hoarse voice pleading for himself.

"If I say no, do you believe it or not?"

Shen Jiamu didn't speak. She obviously didn't believe it. If she believed it, she wouldn't ask him, but what's his appearance now?

"I'm obviously asking you. Why did you ask me in turn? If you didn't send it, how could the ear drill come to her?" Shen Jiamu asked hysterically. After asking, she realized that she was too impolite.

It's like a silly woman asking her husband if he loves her.

When did she become like this?

Thinking of this, Shen Jiamu took a deep breath of the anger at the bottom of his heart under the pressure, and then turned his head: "forget it, I'm too lazy to ask you this. Do whatever you want."

With that, Shen Jiamu pushed away and wanted to get up, but yetingchen pressed her back at this time, with a cold voice.

"I didn't give her the ear drill, and it's not what you think. Now... Can you believe it?"

Seeing that she didn't look up, yetingchen simply pinched her chin, forced her to look at her eyes and explained coldly again: "I never explain anything to anyone. You are the first woman to let me say so much."

Shen Jiamu: "

She looked at him. "So? Do you think I have to thank you for doing this to me in addition to trusting you?"

Night Tingchen pursed his lips and his eyes were cold: "do you have to be so aggressive? Second marriage girl, what are you doing?"

"Make trouble?" Shen Jiamu laughed miserably, and his little face was very pale against the light: "if you think I'm making trouble, don't touch me, ignore me, or ask me!"

Night Tingchen frowned, and his eyes tightly grabbed her.

"You..."

"Let go!" Shen Jiamu roared, patted his hand on his chin, and then got up and walked towards his floor, "I've never had a comfortable day since the first day I married you. You don't know how miserable I am every day. In order to stay at night, I agreed to your terms and signed a contract under your coercion. Yetingchen, do you think I want to have such a son? I've had enough."

"Enough?" yetingchen narrowed his eyes dangerously. "Second marriage girl, do you know what you're talking about?"

"Of course." Shen Jiamu raised his chin. "What I said to you tonight is sincere. Let's divorce directly."

"Say it again?" yetingchen felt that he was really going to be forced to marry by this woman today. From just now to now, she said several words about divorce. The appearance of breaking up with him and never living with him again really drove him crazy.

He was very angry and angry.

But I can't help taking this woman again.

Seeing her words with determination, yetingchen suddenly sneered: "you give up your heart. Since you have married me, you were born my yetingchen's man and death my yetingchen's ghost. Divorce? You can't go anywhere."

Hearing this, Shen Jiamu's steps stood in place. She looked back at yetingchen in disbelief.

"Why? I just advance the contract."

"Contract?" yetingchen's eyes were cold and his tone was slightly raised: "the contract is in my hand. I am the initiator of the contract. I can terminate it whenever I want."

Shen Jiamu: "... You've gone too far!"

Yetingchen raised his eyebrows and a bloodthirsty radian popped up on his lips: "from the moment you married into Yejia, you have been tied with me all your life. You can't escape again."

"As for the contract." yetingchen's eyes gripped her face. "If you think you have the right to terminate the contract in advance, I can tell you that I can destroy it."

Shen Jiamu: "what the hell do you want to do? You don't like me. Do you have to tie me? Can't I divorce myself? You two love each other, and I let you live and fly together, can't I?"

This made yetingchen's eyes suddenly sink.

"In my world, only I can decide."

"Besides, who said I wanted to live and fly with her?"

In the latter sentence, yetingchen's voice was very low. Shen Jiamu didn't hear it at all. She only heard what he said earlier. She was so angry that she didn't want to pay attention to him for a moment and went directly back to her own floor shop.

Finally, without changing his clothes, he lay down directly. Shen Jiamu angrily covered the quilt over his head and ignored yetingchen.