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

Qiao Jinfan stood in the night, his handsome face flickering with no real emotion visible. After a while, he grabbed his wife's arm again and said goodbye to Qi Jing.

Qi Jing looked at Chen Anan.

Even though he still loved her, she was already a married woman, and he couldn't show any sign of crossing the line in front of her husband. After a moment, his voice was bitter, and he said, "Goodbye, Teacher Chen."

He stood under the tree, with moonlight pouring down.

Half is carved in the moonlight, and half is carved in darkness.

Chen Anan moved her lips slightly and said, "Good night."

Later, when they got into the car, Qiao Jinfan asked casually while fastening his seat belt: "Are you unhappy that he was transferred?"

Chen Anan sat in the co-pilot's seat, staring at the endless darkness outside with no expression on her face: "Qiao Jinfan, what do you mean? Transferring him... is that what you meant?"

"Yes."

Qiao Jinfan did not deny: "I meant it, because he admired my wife inappropriately. I think as a man, especially a man in my position, no one can tolerate his wife being admired like this."

Chen Anan's eyes turned red: "I have never had anything with him."

Qiao Jinfan stroked the steering wheel with his bony hands. He smiled and said, "Of course there's nothing. If there was anything, I think he would not just be transferred to H City."

As he spoke, he raised one hand and affectionately played with his wife's face.

"The roots of troubles."

Chen Anan turned her face away fiercely, looking at the car window on the other side, her heart beating violently... She was very humiliated. This matter was done secretly by Qiao Jinfan, but she still felt like a wife who was caught cheating and was now being ruthlessly and publicly executed by her husband.

Qiao Jinfan looked at her calmly.

He suddenly asked, "You are with me now only because of your father, right?"

Chen Anan said softly: "What else?"

She was not stupid. The fact that he went to such great lengths to transfer Qi Jing away showed that he had always sent people to follow her. All her actions at school were monitored by him. No wife could accept this.

Chen Anan's eyes were moist.

But she kept her head tilted to prevent her husband from seeing it.

The expensive black RV started slowly. On the way back, no one spoke. Only when they passed the red light, Qiao Jinfan stopped the car and turned his head to look at his wife, but she refused to look at him.

He asked softly, "Do you like him a little? Like you liked me at the beginning?"

If Chen Anan was smart, she would deny it.

Life will be better.

But now she didn't want to please Qiao Jinfan at all. She even thought of being a little negative so that maybe he would let her go. In their marriage, it seemed that one of them always gave up.

She was silent for a long time.

Qiao Jinfan did not force her to answer, he just stared at her quietly, his deep eyes seemed to be able to ignite fire. When the light turned green, he stepped on the accelerator, and the car speed was obviously much faster than before.

Chen Anan's heart beat faster.

She held the door handle and couldn't help but called out, "Qiao Jinfan."

Qiao Jinfan had a gloomy face.

……

Half an hour later, a black Rolls-Royce Phantom slowly drove into their newlywed villa.

The villa is brightly lit.

Qiao Jinfan sat in the car, the light shining on his face was half bright and half dim. He rolled down the window and lit a cigarette and said to Chen Anan beside him: "Let's go eat first."

Chen Anan did not move.

Qiao Jinfan looked at her sideways, then leaned over and opened the door for her: "Get out."

Chen Anan unbuckled her seat belt, got out of the car and walked slowly towards the entrance. Qiao Jinfan smoked a cigarette while looking at his wife's back. Her back was straight in the dark night, but there was a hint of loneliness... His eyes became deep, and suddenly he felt confused. He didn't know how to arrange and deal with her.

Love seems to produce no emotion.

He doesn't want to divorce.

Qiao Jinfan rarely finds himself in such a dilemma.

He sat in the car and smoked two or three cigarettes before getting out. But when he walked into the hall of the villa, Chen Anan was not there. Two servants in the dining room were about to clear the dishes when they saw Qiao Jinfan come in and whispered, "The madam seems to be in a bad mood. She only ate two bites and went upstairs."

Qiao Jinfan looked up towards the second floor.

After a while, he climbed up the stairs and opened the bedroom door on the second floor. He did not see Chen Anan, but heard the sound of running water in the bathroom...

Qiao Jinfan took off his black windbreaker, threw it on the back of the sofa, and sat down.

He took out a cigarette but did not light it. He just played with it between his slender fingertips. After about ten minutes, the bathroom door was gently opened, and then Chen Anan came out wrapped in a bathrobe. She had just taken a shower and her whole body was shrouded in moisture. Her small face was fair and tender.

Qiao Jinfan hasn't been here for a long time.

In addition, he was stimulated by Qi Jing's incident tonight and couldn't help but miss his wife. When Chen Anan passed by him, he suddenly grabbed her delicate arm and held it tightly in his broad palm.

Chen Anan struggled instinctively.

But the power of men and women is clearly divided. How could she possibly break free from a hot-blooded man? Soon, Chen Anan was pressed into the soft big bed. Her husband held her arms tightly and pressed them against the snow-white pillow. She couldn't move at all...

Qiao Jinfan stared with his dark eyes as if he was looking at a piece of fine meat.

When he gently pulled open his wife's bathrobe and wanted to have sex with her, Chen Anan buried her face in the pillow in embarrassment, her nose red and her voice even more hoarse: "Qiao Jinfan, I just had a miscarriage for a month, are you a human being?"

Qiao Jinfan was stunned.

It was also the first time for him to make a woman pregnant. He really didn't know how long it would take for them to have sex again after the miscarriage. At this time, his wife was crying silently. In her heart, she probably thought of him as a beast.

He gently touched her delicate face. He wanted to ask her how long it would take for them to have sex, but his male pride made him swallow his words. Instead, he asked in a dangerous tone, "Chen Anan, you haven't answered me yet. Have you ever liked him? Have you ever liked Qi Jing? During these days when you came home late, were you happy getting along with him?"

Chen Anan felt humiliated.

She closed her eyes gently: "Qiao Jinfan, do you know what you are talking about?"

Of course Qiao Jinfan knew.

He stared at his wife's beautiful face with mixed feelings.

He didn't quite understand why he cared so much. To him, she was just a tool as a legal heir. While ensuring her chastity, he shouldn't care too much about his wife's inner thoughts or whether she liked other men.

But he just cared.

Qiao Jinfan held his wife's chin with his hand and was about to ask further questions when the cell phone in his pocket rang...