No divorce! Mr. Lu knelt down and coaxed him every night.

Meng Yan looked up at him, her lips trembling: "It has nothing to do with you."

She struggled.

But the man used greater strength to suppress her. She couldn't move, but his eyes were still unfathomable, looking straight at him, and there seemed to be a touch of expectation in them.

Meng Yan lowered her eyes.

She guessed what he meant.

She simply said something away: "Yes, I broke up with him! But it has nothing to do with us. No, we no longer have anything to do with each other. We...Qiao Shiyan, we can never!"

The elevator was quiet except for his rapid breathing.

He stared at her closely, his raised arms were separated by a thin layer of shirt material, and his muscles were flexing... Just when he was nervous, Shen Dishu walked out of the elevator and came back, and he stood at the door of the elevator: "We're here. "

A man and a woman suddenly separated.

Shen Cishu's gaze was unfathomable.

……

Because of this accident, Meng Yan did not go downstairs to eat.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Shen Cishu knocked on the door and came in.

He brought food over and ate it with her. It was considered a New Year's Eve dinner together.

The two of them were silent.

After a while, Shen Cishu looked up at the untouched dishes in Meng Yan's bowl and asked softly: "What are you thinking about? Did he... influence you just now?"

"no!"

Meng Yan flicked the food unconsciously with the fork in her hand, and she said softly: "I'm worried! I'm worried that the He family won't be willing to make a match, and I'm even more worried that they won't be a match."

Shen Cishu smiled faintly: "No! Have you forgotten that grandpa put the peace charm on Xiao He Huan's body? Grandpa specially asked Secretary Xu to ask for it in Baofang Temple. I heard that there Very clever.”

Meng Yan looked up at him,

She also smiled lightly: "Thank you for the dictionary."

Shen Cishu suddenly asked her: "Where is Song Zuxin? Don't you have any regrets?"

Meng Yan was stunned for a moment and shook her head slightly.

Therefore, Shen Cishu knew that she had never been passionate about Song Zuxin! He thought that there must be a place for Qiao Shiyan deep in her heart, whether it was love or hate.

He didn't ask any more questions and gave her a piece of roast meat.

“Eat more local specialties.”

……

This night is destined to be sleepless.

The sound of sirens coming and going in the Xiangjiang River runs through the whole night, ushering in a new dawn in the early morning——

It's a new year.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows of the hotel suite, golden fireworks bloomed in the night sky.

Lively sounds come and go.

Meng Yan leaned on the pillow and looked at the movement outside. The cell phone she placed next to her pillow rang.

Twinkle and twinkle.

She knew it was Qiao Shiyan's call, but she didn't answer it. Apart from the children's matters, she didn't want to have any unnecessary contact with him...

On the other side, Qiao Shiyan stopped fighting.

Late at night, he stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and watched the ships coming and going on the Xiangjiang River.

This was once the love nest of him and Meng Yan. They also had a good time and loved each other for a while.

Early in the morning, they had breakfast at the hotel, and then went to the appointed place.

In an old-fashioned teahouse.

The He family and Mrs. He's natal family sat in a dark place in a large area.

There were only three of them on Qiao Shiyan's side.

Seeing Qiao Shiyan coming over, the He family gnashed their teeth with hatred, especially He Mo's mother and Mrs. He's mother, remembering the tragedy of their children's death, they couldn't help but burst into tears together, especially He Mo's mother, who looked at Meng The smoke reminds me of He Mo's corneas on her body.

The crowd was full of people.

The He family are all natives of Xiangshi, and some of them are unreasonable.

Meng Yan didn't pay attention to the clamor of those people. She walked directly to Fa Hemo's parents. She knelt down towards the two elderly people. There were tears in her eyes and her lips were trembling so much that she couldn't say a word.

That year, He Mo died tragically.

She only briefly met the two elderly people once, and then she went to Berlin.

It has been many years since we met again.

When Qiao Shiyan saw her kneeling down, her veins stood out and her palms clenched into fists: "Xiao Yan, this is not your fault!"

Meng Yan still ignored him.

She looked at the two old people, and she lay on the ground: "I couldn't blame Ah Mo for everything in the past! But if Ah Mo and his wife have spirits in the sky, he will also hope that little He Huan is safe and healthy. I beg you two Old man, for the sake of Ah Mo, please save the child."

He Mo's parents burst into tears.

They must also want to save the child, but now it is obvious that they are controlled by others and cannot make the decision.

He Yao stood up.

She looked condescendingly at Meng Yan, "What qualifications do you have to call Amo? If it weren't for you, my brother's hand would not have been broken. If it weren't for you, my brother and sister-in-law would not have died tragically..."

Meng Yan didn't say a word.

There was viciousness in He Yao's eyes, and she reached out and wanted to slap Meng Yan.

She repaid all the setbacks she suffered from Qiao Shiyan in this slap. Only by trampling Meng Yan hard under her feet could she regain her lost self-esteem.

A hand stopped her.

Qiao Shiyan's dark eyes were deep and filled with anger: "What do you want to do?"

He Yao struggled but couldn't get away.

She was not angry but smiled: "Are you feeling distressed? If you feel distressed, just kneel down and cut off three fingers yourself! One finger means one life, my brother, my sister-in-law... and one of Lin Ruo's legs!"

Qiao Shiyan almost broke her bones.

He Yao has the resentment of not being able to love——

Even though this man was in trouble, she still didn't let go. Otherwise, if she and Lin Ruo were on good terms, she would still have a bright future...

Meng Yan raised her face and looked at Qiao Shiyan against the light.

He didn't like He Mo, and he and Xiao He Huan didn't see each other often. Even Song Zuxin was trying to persuade her... not to take it too seriously if she wasn't related by blood.

Kneel down and cut off three fingers!

He won't do it.

The He family around them were also waiting for belated justice and an apology, but they thought the same as Meng Yan. How could someone like Qiao Shiyan kneel down and chop up a female doll in public? Three fingers off, unless the sun comes out from the west.

There was silence...

Under countless gazes, Qiao Shiyan slowly knelt down——

There was a loud sound and he knelt on the ground.

【Revenge for Amo! 】

[He knelt down and cut off three of his fingers in revenge. 】

[Don’t be fooled by his hypocritical appearance. 】

……

People from the He family rushed forward.

They punched and kicked, venting their anger.

Finally, they threw a knife at Qiao Shiyan's feet and said harsh words: "Cut it yourself! If you don't chop off three fingers, it won't prove your sincerity!"

New Year's Day,

The sound of firecrackers came from time to time, and the wind from the Xiangjiang River blew to the shore, ruffling Qiao Shiyan's black hair. He picked up the knife, without the slightest hesitation on his face.