Sir, let's divorce [ABO]

The 53rd floor is so quiet that even the sound of a needle landing can be clearly heard.

The alpha standing upright had a gloomy face, and the omega, who was buried deep in the soft bed, didn't even dare to lift his eyes.

Song Qing's drooping head could touch his knees even further. His white and slender neck arched into a crescent moon. The black blood scabs followed the arc and burst, splashing blood. He deliberately lowered his breath, not wanting to let Shen Yu Listen to his trembling voice.

He repeated again, "I'd love to cut the artificial gland."

Shen Yuguan's face darkened even more.

"I didn't mean that." Shen Yuguan suppressed the irritability flooding in his heart, took a deep breath, and tried his best to speak calmly, "You don't have to do such a thing."

He didn't know if Song Qing heard their conversation clearly. Although he had this idea at that moment, he immediately rejected it. After Song Qing was in the Song family, she was able to come to appease him when he was in a fever. For this, no matter how ruthless he is, he can't do this kind of thing.

Song Qing's mood didn't improve because of these words. He clasped his palm with his index finger, wondering what to say, and finally resisted in a low, very soft voice, "But I want to."

He is too tired.

Eight years of marriage, more than 920 days and nights, he married Shen Yuguan with fervent and strong love. He expected to have a husband who loved him deeply, a smart and well-behaved child, and a veiled child. Weatherproof home.

He thought he didn't want much, but now he realized that he wanted so much that God didn't want to give him anything.

The child is gone, the husband neglects him, the Shen family doesn't want to see him, the Song family can't go back, even he wants to keep Lian Yan's mother and daughter, but in the end Mrs. Song regards him as a handle, and her life and death are in her hands.

Shen Yu saw that Mrs. Song, Yan, mother and daughter were all like a shackle, locking his bones, his veins, and his hair layer by layer. He was confined in an iron cage that was as wide as one person. His body was rotten and iron. The columns are integrated.

Removing the artificial gland is like a key to open the cage, a ray of light in the dark and boundless swamp, no matter how bad the consequences are, Song Qing is willing to bear it.

As long as... set him free.

"What did you say?"

Shen Yuguan didn't seem to understand those words, and the flames in his heart, which were becoming more and more uncontrollable, were about to burst out.

Song Qing looked up, looked directly at Shen Yuguan gently, and said for the third time, "I am willing to cut the artificial gland."

Shen Yuguan was puzzled, he couldn't think of the reason why Song Qing did this, he frowned impatiently, and glanced sharply at Song Qing, "reason."

"Mr. Changing a promise." He was afraid that Shen Yu would misunderstand and disagree, so he hurriedly added, "It will not affect your interests."

He can't save Lian Yan's mother and daughter, but Shen Yuguan can. The matter of the recording pen, with Shen Yuguan's swift and resolute actions, must have been resolved long ago. Mrs. Song has no way to threaten Shen Yuguan with this, and he is the same. So removing the artificial gland is the best bargaining chip.

Lian Yan's mother and daughter are safe, and he is free.

Shen Yuguan stared at him deeply, and said coldly, "Glands have lost their function, do you understand what it means?"

"got it."

"Omega without pheromones is waste to some extent, unable to reproduce, unable to appease alpha during fever, unable to have normal physiological reactions."

"So you still want?"

Shen Yuguan's gaze was like a sharp knife, wanting to cut Song Qing's flesh one by one, to see what he was thinking.

Song Qing was unmoved, and replied with a pale face, "I am willing."

I would like the three words to echo in Shen Yuguan's mind for a long time. He could hardly control his impatience. He clamped Song Qing's shoulders and asked him if he was crazy. Stopped, spit out another sharp knife, "I will not continue my marriage with a waste."

"I know, sir." Song Qing smiled lightly, with a small dimple on her lips, "I didn't throw away the divorce agreement."

"What trick are you trying to play?"

In the past two months, Song Qing had proposed a divorce but refused, and now, she agreed so lightly, even Shen Yuguan couldn't understand it.

Song Qing replied, "No matter what tricks I want to play, cutting off the artificial glands and getting rid of me through divorce will do no harm to my husband, right?"

It's really considerate. If Song Qing said that, no matter how incomplete he is, it would appear that he is not sensible, but he couldn't stop nodding, and stared at Song Qing silently for a long time.

He asked coldly, "Do I disagree?"

Song Qing smiled haggardly, "Mr. has no reason not to agree."

Indeed, no matter how you look at it, this deal is a good deal for him. He only needs to provide Song Qing with a promise that he will not harm any of his interests, and he can easily avoid all risks.

After a long time, Shen Yuguan couldn't even find a reason to refute Song Qing. What can he do to stop him from making mistakes by himself?

"The road is your choice, don't regret it, the rest is up to you."