I really don't want a second marriage

This news is undoubtedly a bolt from the blue for Han Muzi. She can't get back to God for half a day.

Legally or husband and wife, what does that mean?

Han Muzi felt her heart almost stop beating.

Night Tingchen got up, walked through the lattice with straight and slender legs, then stopped in front of her, stretched out his hand to remove the fragments in front of her forehead, and his voice was soft and charming.

"We haven't divorced in the past five years."

Han Muzi quickly raised her head and looked at him with cramped breathing.

How?

"Do you think it's inappropriate for my night Tingchen's woman to be if she wants to be, or if she doesn't want to be?"

Speaking of this, yetingchen's eyes became more meaningful. The distance under his eyes was the emotion she couldn't understand. He took a step closer, reached out his hand to hold her shoulder, leaned down and leaned close to her ear to blow gently.

"I won't let you go, and it's even more impossible to raise your hand. Because you've always been my night Tingchen's woman, you don't have the right to stop."

Han Muzi was stunned for three seconds, took a big step back, and then angrily scolded.

"Why don't I have the right to stop and live apart for five years? Even if I can't get your consent, I can divorce you!"

Her voice was a little loud and attracted the eyes of the people around her. Yetingchen didn't care. Even if others stood in front of him, he wouldn't have an opinion.

Han Muzi also cares on weekdays, but it's probably that ye Tingchen's sentence that you don't have the right to stop provoked her, so she replied angrily. Now she doesn't care what kind of eyes other people will look at her.

The word divorce came out of her mouth. It's really unpleasant.

He took a step forward and put his arm around her.

"If divorce is as simple as you think, you won't be my wife for the past five years."

Hearing this, Han Muzi slowly widened her eyes: "do you control me?"

Night Tingchen was silent and stared at her deeply.

A moment later, Han Muzi shook off his hand and staggered back. It was too sudden. She needed to go back and ask Han Qing what was going on.

Han Muzi turned and left. Yetingchen wanted to catch up, but seeing her pale face, she stopped in place.

He just told her the news. She must need time to digest it. It's better to leave her alone.

Thinking of this, yetingchen looked at Xiao Su on one side: "send her back. Pay attention to safety on the road."

Xiao Su nodded and quickly followed up.

Han Muzi wanted to go home by car, but Xiao Su would drive to her.

"Miss Shelly, get in the car. It's difficult to get a car here, and I brought you here. Let me take you back."

Hearing the name of yetingchen, Han Muzi's eyes trembled. Then she looked up at Xiao Su sitting in the car: "is what he said true?"

After listening, Xiao Su gave a meal and didn't answer.

"You are his assistant. You know everything about him. Tell me, is what he said true? I haven't divorced him in the past five years?"

Finally, Xiao Su nodded, his face a little dignified.

"Yes."

Han Muzi only felt that all the strings in her heart were broken. It was hard for her to breathe.

So what are the years she's been away?

A joke?

"Miss Shelly, get in the car."

Xiao Su urged.

Han Muzi ignored him and walked forward with his own steps, leaving a sentence: "no, I want to be quiet."

"But..."

"Don't follow me."

Her thin back showed determination. If he went up, it was estimated that she would not get into her own car.

Thinking of this, Xiao Su had to call yetingchen and report the current situation, "yeshao, what should I do now? She doesn't want to get on the bus, and I can't help it."

There was a long silence. A moment later, Tingchen said coldly, "follow her until she comes home safely."

"I see." Xiao Su hung up the phone and drove slowly behind Han Muzi.

This is a restaurant by the sea, so Han Muzi took a long time to get to the main road. The sea breeze blew her long skirt and green silk messy. In addition, Han Muzi's outstanding appearance and tall figure made passers-by stop and ask her.

"Beauty, where are you going? Do you want me to give you a ride?"

Han Muzi gave the man a cold look and didn't even reply.

She doesn't need to give any courtesy to this casual chat up on the road.

Although her eyes were cold, because her eyes were cold and her face was good-looking, she looked at the man who accosted him directly.

"Beauty, don't be so cold? It's hard to get a car here. They are basically tourists. I'm the only two people in my car. If you come in, I'll definitely deliver it for you."

Han Muzi ignored him, but the man kept pestering.

"Get in the car. How long will it take to walk? You must be very tired because you are so thin."

"..." she paused and stood where she was.

The man thought that she was convinced to get on the bus. When he was ready to open the car to meet her, Han Muzi said a word coldly.

"Get out."

The smile on the man's face was stiff, as if he hadn't expected it, and stayed in place for a long time.

When he reacted, Han Muzi had gone far.

"Ha ha ha, Qi Shao ran into a wall today. It's rare. Didn't you hook up with women very well in the past?" his friends on the co pilot kept teasing him.

Qi Shao, who was teased, had a cruel look, and then scolded, "it's none of your business. I'd like to."

"People are beautiful, but it's a pity... The other party doesn't pay attention to you." the friend continued to joke.

Qi Shao stared at the posture of the Miaoman in front, "I'm really on the bar with her."

Xiao Su has been following Han Muzi behind. When she was accosted, Xiao Su also saw it, but he felt nothing was wrong, so he didn't go up to stop it. In a moment, he saw that the car actually followed Han Muzi.

I don't know what's going on. I didn't find Xiao Su's car.

Xiao Su frowned and thought whether to stop or call yetingchen. Han Muzi actually stopped by the side of the road and waved to a car.

It was a truck passing by. The driver seemed to be an honest man. He stopped when he saw her waving.

"What's up, little girl?"

"Uncle." Han Muzi smiled, "I want to go to the city. Can you send me?"

Uncle seemed a little wary. Looking around, Han Muzi knew what he was worried about. He could only say, "I came with my friend, but he doesn't have time to take me back now, so I can only walk back by myself. Can uncle kindly give me a ride? I'll pay the fare."