Quick Wear of Pregnant and Soft Beauty

Boys and girls in this grade are always particularly interested in all kinds of things. Meng Yuan just started to feel nervous and his palms were sweating, and he was panicking.

Later, I slowly found some feeling and rode a horse slowly under the guidance of the coach.

Zhao Yin knew how to ride a horse, so she matched up with Meng Yuan's rhythm, and the two of them walked slowly to the center of the racecourse.

Gu Huaiqing answered the phone,

6. Ever since I found out about Fu Hengzhe’s affair, I found a private detective online and asked them to collect evidence.

I didn't expect it to come in handy so quickly.

Since I decided to get divorced, I started to let myself go.

All contact information of the Fu family was blocked and deleted, and all family groups on WeChat were deleted.

When Fu Hengzhe called in anger, I told him directly, "Get a divorce! I will make things happen for you and Wu Yue."

"What are you talking about! Zhou Yan, if you dare, say it again."

The two brothers were unlike anything else, but their yelling tone was very much the same.

What a joke, considering she grew up vegetarian.

"Fu Hengzhe! I want to divorce you." After saying that, he hung up the phone and felt refreshed.

After I learned that Fu Hengzhe had cheated on me, I fell into self-doubt every day. While I was still nostalgic for him, I also secretly hated him for betraying me.

Maybe this relationship was wrong to begin with, and now it's finally coming to an end.

I didn't want to meet Fu Hengzhe, so I entrusted a lawyer to hand over the signed divorce agreement to him. Unexpectedly, the lawyer said that he tore up the divorce agreement in person.

I didn't expect him to be so difficult.

He should be grateful to me for making everything possible for him and his first love.

The next day, the doorbell rang, and I thought it was Minghui who had forgotten something.

As soon as I opened it, Fu Hengzhe stood in front of me with messy hair, bloodshot eyes, and wrinkled clothes.

In the past, I would have been very distressed.

But right now I don't even bother to look at him.

"Zhou Yan! Please tell me clearly why you want a divorce!"

I almost laughed out loud.

"You still have the nerve to ask me. I know what you and Wu Yue have done during this period. Fu Hengzhe, I have told you before. If you talk to me about a different relationship, you don't have to hide it, but you still carry it. What did I do!"

Fu Hengzhe grabbed his hair irritably, "Yanyan, I can explain."

I broke free from his shackles and spoke indifferently. "It's too late, I don't want to hear it."

He smiled bitterly, "Zhou Yan, you don't even give me a chance to explain. Who do I mean to you!"

My heart throbbed suddenly, and the fire in my heart could no longer be suppressed. "I should say this. Did you think about me when you and Wu Yue kissed me? Will I never be as good as her in your heart?"

Tears burst out of my eyes, but I couldn't help but question him like a shrew.

Not wanting to be too embarrassed in front of Fu Hengzhe, he raised his hand and wiped it hard. "Just in time, I signed the divorce agreement."

"I won't sign it! Zhou Yan, don't even think about it." Fu Hengzhe roared.

His eyes suddenly glanced at the white report sheet on the coffee table, his expression blank. "you are pregnant?"

"I...I didn't."

"So, you are afraid that I don't want children, so you want to divorce me." He frowned, "Zhou Yan, although it is indeed not a good time to have children now. But if you insist on having children, I can promise you to stay."

I was hurt by Fu Hengzhe's giving tone. Did he think I would always love him?

"Fu Hengzhe, the child is not yours." I said coldly.

Fu Hengzhe suddenly became violent and pinched my neck, his eyes filled with scarlet red. "Then tell me whose child it is!"

With tears in my eyes, I smiled and said with difficulty: "It's your brother's."

Fu Hengzhe took several steps back as if someone had hit him with a sap.

Seeing Fu Hengzhe's dejected look, I felt a sense of revenge in my heart. He covered his neck and coughed a few times, "The child is Fu Jiashu's. Are you satisfied?"

"Impossible! You are lying to me!" Fu Hengzhe looked like he was going crazy, murmuring in his mouth.

My heart seemed to be gripped by something, making it difficult to breathe.

"If you don't believe it, you can call him and ask him personally."

The door was wide open, and there was a figure standing outside the door. It was Fu Jiashu.

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