The cold and charming wife of the ruthless president

"Have you and Yufeng been acting so intimately?!" Ye Zhen asked with a black face.

"Oh, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with you!" Yu Wan looked at the arrogant and jealous man in front of her speechlessly, pushed him away ironically, and silently rolled her eyes.

"You're my wife! You have to be clean and self-respecting!" Ye Zhen gritted his teeth in hatred, thinking of the intimate gesture Yufeng made to her just now, he wanted to break off Yufeng's fingers one by one.

"Mr. Ye's memory is really bad. We are already divorced. How many times do I need to remind you?"

"It doesn't count if you don't get the divorce certificate for a day!" Ye Zhen's teeth itch with hatred, looking at Yu Wan who was holding his arms in his arms and looking indifferent, his chest hurts from anger.

Also soreness, soreness.

"According to the law, we have been separated for so many years, and I can directly sue for divorce."

"Divorce me, are you so impatient to be with Yufeng?"

"Yufeng is gentle and considerate, and he is obedient to me. Why don't I want to be with him?" Yufeng smiled when he heard the anger and jealousy in Ye Zhen's voice.

"So you trust him and you protect him?" Ye Zhen was so jealous when she thought of Yu Wan's protection of Yu Feng just now.

How could she stand in front of Yufeng and point the sharp blade at herself.

"Yes! I believe him, but not you!" Yu Wan replied without hesitation.

Ye Zhen's heart ached for her crispness.

He was breathing hard, feeling a little out of breath.

Looking at his pale face, Yu Wan said sarcastically, "When you protected Shen Qiao and hurt me, did you think about me?"

"..." Ye Zhen took a tight breath and remained silent, unable to speak.

He did more than Yu Wan.

Such a point, I can't stand it anymore, how did Shen Wanqing survive?

Thinking of this, Ye Zhen's heart seemed to be tightly grasped by someone, and his face turned pale from the pain.

"You are mine! I will not let you marry any man other than me!" Ye Zhen grabbed her hand domineeringly, swept her with an aggressive aura, and wrapped her tightly .

"I don't belong to anyone! I'm not an object, I belong to myself! Ye Zhen, stop treating me as your property!"

"I'm not Shen Wanqing, I'm not the cowardly and incompetent Shen Wanqing who loves you foolishly while letting you hurt me!"

Yu Wan pushed hard on Ye Zhen's chest with both hands, and let out a low growl.

"Now I am free, you can't interfere with me doing anything!"

Seeing her gradually breaking down, Ye Zhen felt as if the tip of her heart had been severely torn.

"I know I was wrong, shall we start again? Even if it's for A Li, give her a complete home."

Ye Zhen compromised and wanted to approach her, but Yu Wan waved her away.

"I never thought about remarrying in my life, even if there was that person, it wouldn't be you."

Yu Wan looked at Ye Zhen who regretted begging her now, and felt it was ridiculous.

Things that were once out of reach for her can no longer touch her heart.

And Ye Zhen finally understood how uncomfortable she was when she helped Shen Qiao and hurt Yu Wan.

The unbelievable sense of loss and grievance, like a sharp knife, cut on his body again and again.

What Yuwan has experienced before, he will experience again.

"I don't want to repeat this boring topic with you anymore."

"The same thing, the same thing we've said many times, don't you feel tired?"

Yu Wan rubbed the center of her brows tiredly, pushed Ye Zhen away, and wanted to leave.

Suddenly there was a strong force from his wrist, and he was pulled back violently just as he took a step, and he fell against the wall.

"I will never let go of your hand in this lifetime."

There was a soft whisper in the ear, and there was a boom, and I only felt a buzzing in my head.

Immediately after a hot breath came, she widened her eyes, looked at the suddenly enlarged handsome face, and her heart skipped a beat.

Thin, cool and soft lips fell on her lips, and the intoxicating breath disrupted her reason.

She stared blankly, and tightly squeezed the hands hanging on both sides.

Ye Zhen... Kissed her!

what! ! !
The erratic reason pulled back with a "shua", Yu Wan struggled to push away the man in front of her, but his generous and powerful palm pressed against the back of her head, forcing her to passively bear his aggression.

Yu Wan blushed, humiliated, and her heart beat shamefully for him.

Ye Zhen watched her reaction, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

Her taste is still as sweet and beautiful as before, making him addicted and unable to extricate himself.

The feeling of suffocation is getting heavier and heavier.

Yu Wan couldn't break free, so she opened her lips and bit Ye Zhen's lips hard.

A fishy and sweet smell spread between his lips and teeth, Ye Zhen felt the pain and let go of Yu Wan.

raise the back of your hand
He wiped off the blood at the corner of his mouth viciously, smiled at her wickedly, and said in a deliberately ambiguous tone: "Your taste is still as good as before."

"You are shameless!" Yu Wan scolded with red eyes.

"Anyway, in your eyes, I'm a despicable and shameless person. If that's the case, what's the point of doing one more thing?"

Ye Zhen, who stood on the cheap, smiled contentedly, and the jealousy because of Yufeng also dissipated a lot.

"!!!" Yu Wan was furious, and her heart was beating wildly, making her even more uneasy.

She fled back to the ward in a hurry, covering herself with redness, slightly swollen lips, and flustered eyes.

Seeing her coming back, Ah Li looked up at her suspiciously: "Mum, what's wrong with you? Why is your mouth swollen?"

"...I, I'm fine!" Yu Wan immediately shook her head and simply forced a smile.

A Li jumped down from the chair, picked up the painting in his hand as if offering a treasure, and threw it into Yu Wan's arms.

"Mommy, look quickly, this is a picture I drew!"

"it is good……"

Yu Wan absently agreed, then took A Li's drawing paper and unfolded it.

On the bright crayons, the family portrait is drawn.

A man, a woman, and a child.

Although the immature painting method is a bit ugly, it makes people feel unexpectedly warm.

The seldom-talking man had a sullen face, and the appearance of a thousand-year-old refrigerator was very much like Ye Zhen's demeanor.

And the woman with long hair beside her, with a gentle smile, is her.

The middle child with a big smile on his face

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Seeing this, Yu Wan felt her nose sore and uncomfortable.

She carefully rolled up the painting, and looked at A Li's big and bright eyes, feeling very distressed.

"Mommy, why are you crying? Is it because Ah Li's drawing is so ugly that you are crying?" Ah Li suddenly panicked.

"No... it was drawn by my baby, it's great, Mommy is very happy." Yu Wan shook her head, and then hugged Ah Li tightly.

A Li frowned and asked worriedly: Mommy, are you upset because I drew Daddy? "

Yu Wan shook her head, her voice was choked up, and she couldn't speak for a while.

no no!
How could she be unhappy? She was distressed.