Marriage is long: Mr. Huo spoils his wife too much

I don't want you...

Lu Qiao's long eyelashes trembled slightly.

No, Huo Yan, I don't want you this time.

Ten years of love, finally lost under your suspicion, I can't afford you.

Huo Yan said: "I won't divorce you, you asked for it, so you have to bear it for me, I want to torture you, and ask you for the debt of the year, only when I get tired of playing, I propose Divorce, you are eligible to sign that divorce agreement!"

One knife, blood dripping.

In a fierce competition, Lu Qiao was at a disadvantage, and she was far behind Huo Yan.

That's right, she was not sober, unwilling, and begged for this marriage that should not have belonged to her.

At the price of ten years of love and seven years of lovesickness, all the resentment, grievances, and injuries have been obtained.

She was wrong, very wrong indeed.

So, she wanted to make up for it.

But Huo Yan didn't even give her this chance.

Pay the debts of the year.

Everyone was talking to her about the past, all kinds of things back then, what was right and what was wrong, if we talk about it, who owed whom more?
She paid enough, and even cost her life, that debt must have been paid off long ago.

But Huo Yan still refused to let her go.

She really wanted to ask him how the Huo family owed her, how would he pay it back, how would he pay it back?
But she didn't have the energy to ask anymore, all thoughts were lost, and she couldn't pursue it anymore.

Huo Yan, I beg you, please let me go.

After Huo Yan's phone call, Lu Qiao was hit hard. He didn't work as hard as before, and his whole body was lifeless, not like a living person, but more like a wandering spirit.

Assistant Xu thought it was a media conference, and Lu Qiao was under too much pressure, so she persuaded her to change someone and let him explain in front of the media.

Lu Qiao was smoking a cigarette at the time, and her face was blurred by the gray smoke. Looking at the torrential rain outside the window, she showed a very shallow smile.

She said: "No, what should come will come, and you can't hide it. This is destined, and no one can bear it for me."

Beicheng is not a rainy city, but this year it had a rare rainstorm, and for several days in a row, the whole city was submerged in water, and the air was filled with wet drops of water.

On the day of the press conference, the rain was still a little lighter, and Lu Qiao met Huo Yan two hours before the start.

The divorce matter successfully angered him, Huo Yan finished the work at hand, and immediately flew to Beicheng Xingshi to ask the crime.

Several hours of flying failed to calm his anger, but because of the time, the fire became more and more intense.

When he found Lu Qiao, he simply and rudely pushed her against the wall without saying a word.

Before Lu Qiao could react, he just felt a pain in his back and bumped into a pair of eyes that were bubbling with lava.

Huo Yan's eyes were on fire, as if he could burn her to ashes, "Lu Qiao, long time no see, it's not in front of my eyes, you are living happily in Beicheng."

Turning his head to avoid Huo Yan's gaze, he said coldly, "If you don't want to be kicked out by the security, let me go."

A section of the neck was exposed, and on the snow-white skin, a little red mark was quite obvious.

The ambiguous red color completely burned Huo Yan's reason, and he rubbed his thumb vigorously on the mark.As if thinking that it would be wiped away like this, "Which man's bed did you sleep in last night? Huh?"

It was very hard, and the place where he pressed and rubbed was a little painful.

Lu Qiao curled his lips mockingly, the marks on his neck were actually bitten by mosquitoes last night, because he scratched too hard, the red marks did not fade away.

But Young Master Huo came up and questioned her...