Hubby, Please Spare Me

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When Shen Mochen arrived, Shui Miaomiao had to reissue the bank card, but the credit card could only be reported for loss, and only one week later.

His tall figure appeared, carrying the light, stepping on the afterglow, the facial features became more and more three-dimensional, but, somewhat gloomy, the aura changed for all, and the temperature was several degrees lower.

Shui Miaomiao looked at him angry and suffocated.

She came over with her head sullen and shook his arm with a hand, which meant coquetry.

Shen Mochen raised her arm and ripped off her hand.

Shui Miaomiao was hurt, her eyes flickered, she stood still, and dropped her head.

He was very angry and couldn't find her kind of worry, anger, blame, which made him about to explode.

But when she saw her pitiful appearance, she couldn't breathe again.

"Do you know you are wrong?" Shen Mochen asked.

Shui Miaomiao felt some sourness flowing through her heart.

In his eyes, she did everything wrong, and a little bit of things became unforgivable.

And what he did wrong, she had no right to blame.

Their marriage was originally unfair, so it can't be sustained.

Shui Miaomiao was a little irritable. He raised his eyes and looked at Shen Mochen. He asked coldly, "If I know nothing wrong, how would you deal with me?"

"What?" Shen Mochen raised her eyebrows, unexpectedly she asked.

"I don't have money, I don't have a cell phone, so I didn't make a call. If you think this is wrong, you're wrong." Shui Miaomiao went straight to the door.

Shen Mochen held her arm and asked, "Did I not give you a card? Why don't you have money? In addition, how difficult is it for Dr. Zhang to call me."

"Shen Mochen." Shui Miaomiao looked up at him, and his eyes became colder and colder, as if it were an abyss. "Do you think that I am a woman you bought, so there is no freedom, what to do You have to report to you, do you need your permission?"

"Don't you think this is something you should respect for me?" Shen Mochen asked back, looking at her sharply.

Has he ever respected her?

"Your 20 million, I don't want it anymore." Shui Miaomiao wanted to shake off his hand, but his hand was so tight that she couldn't shake it off at all.

Shen Mochen's eyes were red, his jaw tight, and he asked, "What do you mean by this sentence?"

"Literally." Shui Miaomiao said coldly.

"Do you want to divorce me?" Shen Mochen sneered.

Realizing that she was thinking this way, he didn't calm down. The pain in his heart that was cut by a sharp blade made him feel calm, and the strength of his hand was heavier.

It was so heavy that she felt like her hands were getting drunk. She had hair.

Shui Miaomiao wanted to get rid of the life like this now, and blurted out: "I think divorce is all right? Anyway, your purpose has been achieved."

"What did I achieve?" Shen Mochen tightened his chin tightly, his temple jumped suddenly, his eyes were as red as blood, and his eyes were cold, like Satan. As if she answered wrong, she would tear her .

Shui Miaomiao lifted his chin, "I can let Yan Yan return the shares to you."

Shen Mochen gritted his teeth and said in a cold voice without temperature: "Shui Miaomiao, don't dream, the words in black and white are signed, I bought you for two years, I used Zhengshuang, why should I let you free? I want You use life...no...like...death."

He shook Shui Miaomiao's hand away, turned around, and strode toward the door, as if walking on ice.

Shui Miaomiao groaned.

Anyone who offends Shen Mochen will die better than life, she is impulsive.