Flash marriage and kidnap a big guy to be her husband

Seeing Luo Zhu's appearance, Ye Shen couldn't bear it.

"Don't worry, come with me to the office, and I'll help you figure out a way."

After the words fell, Ye Shen helped her to the office.

Inside the office.

Luo Zhu sat on the sofa, his face was still in shock, and his hands were trembling uncontrollably.

Ye Shen took a cup of hot water and put it in her hand.

Immediately, she sat beside her: "Luo Zhu, don't be afraid, tell me what's going on, and I'll make the decision for you."

Although the words were light, they made Luo Zhu feel hopeful.

She clenched the water glass tightly in her hand.

"Manager Ye, that person was my husband just now, she has been abusing me all the time, I really can't help it"

As soon as the words fell, tears shed on Luo Zhu's face.

Afterwards, she put the water glass on the table and rolled up her sleeves. The scars on her arms were clearly visible. The old and new scars overlapped, and there was no good place.

Seeing this scene, Ye Shen couldn't help showing shock and distress on his face.

After a while, she finally recovered her voice: "Luo Zhu, why did your husband beat you?"

"Because I can't have a son." The tone of the words was full of sarcasm.

Hearing this, Ye Shen's face turned cold.

In what age, there are still people who favor boys over girls!

She looked up at Luo Zhu, her face was already lifeless, no wonder she had never seen her wearing short sleeves.

Turns out that was the reason.
"Yesterday, I filed a divorce with him, but he didn't agree, so I escaped. As a result, he chased the company today."

"I'm really blind, I actually hate such a man!"

Luo Zhu recalled the bad episodes in her mind, and her hands trembled uncontrollably.

Seeing this, Ye Shen quickly held her hands, ignoring the pain in his palms: "Luo Zhu, don't be afraid, I will divorce you for you, and let this scumbag get the punishment he deserves!"

The light tone made Luo Zhu hear the hope of life.

She looked up at Ye Shen, burst into tears for a moment, "Manager Ye, thank you, thank you so much"

Song Lin left the Secret Love Club and didn't go home.

Sitting in the car, he clenched his hand on the steering wheel unconsciously, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged one by one.

He hesitated in his mind, should he go to her?
After thinking about it for a while, Song Lin didn't want to go against his own heart, stepped on the accelerator, and galloped away according to the memory in his mind.

Half an hour later, the car stopped in front of Tongzilou.

He turned off the engine and got out of the car, leaned against the car door, picked up a cigarette in his left hand, and took a sharp puff, the smoke gradually disappeared.

In the past, he didn't like smoking, and even hated the smell of cigarettes.

But since that incident happened, whenever he couldn't sleep at night, he could only use smoking to numb himself.

Song Lin didn't wait long before a familiar and graceful figure appeared in front of him.

He quickly extinguished the cigarette and took a few steps forward.

Jiang Li just came back from shopping, when she looked down and saw the soot on the ground, she couldn't help frowning slightly.

Then she slowly raised her eyes, and the two looked at each other.

"Ari, last night"

Before she finished speaking, Song Lin was interrupted by her.

"The relationship between us last night was just indulgence between men and women, you don't have to worry about it." The voice was firm, and the expression on his face was even more indifferent.

But the fluttering eyelashes revealed the tension in her heart.

Hearing this, Song Lin clenched his hands tightly, and there was no warmth in his eyes because of this sentence.

"Jiang Li, do you really think so?"

Jiang Li raised his eyes and looked at him, with a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth: "Really, won't your mind be fascinated by this little favor?"

"Song Lin, you are so stupid, you don't know it."

The ironic smile on Jiang Li's lips was reflected in Song Lin's eyes, which deeply hurt his eyes.

Those bright red lips are like poison.

He gnawed at the last bit of hope in his heart over and over again.

After a long time, Song Lin laughed at himself, raised his hand and pressed her lips hard, rubbing his fingertips: "Jiang Li, kissing you, I find it disgusting."

After leaving this sentence, Song Lin stopped looking at her and drove away.

Jiang Li stayed where she was for a long time, and she didn't come to her senses until the sound of other people's conversations came from around her.

She comes home and sees herself in the mirror.

The originally bright red lips had already been ravaged by him to the point of disfigurement, and her lips could be vaguely swollen.

Suddenly, Jiang Li laughed out loud.

Smiling and laughing, her eyes turned red.

Slowly, she nestled on the ground, crying like something important was missing in her heart.

What is she crying for?

Crying for her youth, crying for her hard mouth.
When Song Lin returned home, Ding Xiangzhi did not go to work.

She was nestling on the balcony reading a book, when she heard the movement, she was so anxious that she didn't even put on her shoes, and ran straight to the living room.

"A Lin, you are back."

She stepped forward to greet him with a smile on her face, but saw that his lips were slightly swollen, his eyes moved down, and there were lipstick marks between his neckline.

The smile on Ding Xiangzhi's face froze immediately, and his hands under the cuffs kept clenching tightly.

Seeing that Ding Xiangzhi was at home, Song Lin's expression didn't fluctuate.

He went straight back to the bedroom, changed his clothes, and took a shower.

Half an hour later, Song Lin came to the living room, and Ding Xiangzhi was pouring milk for him.

He sat at the dinner table, and the two of them didn't speak a word.

After a long time, Song Lin put down the knife and fork in his hand, and looked up at her opposite: "Xiangzhi, let's get a divorce."

His tone was indifferent, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

Hearing this, Ding Xiangzhi gave a pause for the hand holding the sandwich.

"Why?" Her voice was soft, her eyes fixed on him.

Song Lin leaned back in the chair, pursed his lips slightly: "You know, I don't like you, I've been wronged for so many years, it's time to break up."

"At the beginning, I knew what you did secretly in order to let me marry you."

Hearing this, Ding Xiangzhi's pupils shrank slightly.

"In the past few years, I have always treated you with respect, except for the child, I will give you everything I can."

For a moment, Ding Xiangzhi's eyes filled with tears.

She got up and walked behind Song Lin, her hands were weak and boneless on his body, trying to please him as before, in exchange for his good looks.

But today's Song Lin's eyes did not fluctuate.

Looking at Ding Xiangzhi who was straddling him and working hard, the corners of his brows were slightly irritable.

Seeing that he didn't refuse, Ding Xiangzhi thought there was hope, so she boldly wanted to kiss his thin and cool lips.

For six years, he had never kissed her.

No matter how seductive and seductive she was in sex, he never touched her lips.

The distance between the two was getting closer, and in the next second, Song Lin pushed her to the ground.

"Ding Xiangzhi, you have crossed the line."

Immediately, Song Lin got up indifferently: "After the divorce agreement is signed, I will send it to you. I will leave this house to you."

After speaking, he turned and left without mercy.

Ding Xiangzhi knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It turned out that the love that was stolen was destined to be a joke.