divorce?Think beautifully!

Fang Yan barely drank a few mouthfuls of porridge, then put down the bowl and chopsticks, and kept staring at the young man opposite, his face was pale, his beautiful brows were tightly frowned, and in the center of his brows, the word Sichuan was protruding.

"I'm not going back."

After a long time, he spoke softly, with a gloomy tone: "Can you... accompany me to celebrate the New Year here?"

"Our first year as a legal couple."

Princess Mary is very smart. According to what he said, she joined forces with the queen, put aside personal grievances for the time being, and went to the outside world together.

Therefore, Ai Ci's current situation is fairly stable, and there will be no danger for a while, but Chu Heng's proposal to return to China at this time clearly... has other meanings.

He's forcing him to make a choice.

Exactly what matters.

The young man lowered his eyes and did not look at Fang Yan, "Sorry."

His face was expressionless, his tone was blunt, revealing an aura of refusal to be thousands of miles away.

"Xiao Heng! Cough...cough cough..."

In a panic, the man coughed lowly, clasping his heart with pale and slender fingers, his knuckles turned white, and his eyes were stained with disappointment.

Chu Heng got up and cleaned up the dishes.

He kept his eyes down, didn't speak, and didn't show any expression. He was completely different from his usual cheerful appearance, indifferent and alienated.

The porcelain bowls collided and made a small sound, and the air in the room was deadly still, revealing a sense of depression.

Chu Heng didn't speak, but his heart was also full of sadness.

This man... is still unwilling.

He knew that the other party could understand him, and he was forcing him. Compared with the two powers, this man still did not choose him.

I'm afraid... the past is far more important to this person than himself.

Chu Heng was full of bitterness.

Yes, how could it be unimportant?His parents, younger sister, blood relatives, and even the family business were all almost torn apart under that disaster.

He was also trapped in that year and has not been able to escape until now.

When will such a day end?

Chu Heng heaved a long sigh, spread out his hands, looked at his palms, and was a little dazed.

If Rick died, would everything be... different?Will Fang Yan's obsession fade away, or will it grow more and more?

Chu Heng was unpredictable.

Everything that should come will come eventually.

Father Chu participated in the suppression of the Fang family more than ten years ago. Now, more than ten years have passed. Those companies, large and small, either declined or disappeared with the passage of time.

As for the marriage between their two families, Chu's father was probably guilty and wanted to make peace, while Fang Yan...was doubtful and wanted to find out...and destroy it.

Relying on this man's ability, he definitely won't get nothing.

Chu Heng smiled wryly, so what does it matter if he stays?Waiting for the day when that person turns his back on him and gets driven away like a joke?

Everything is meaningless.

The young man turned around and walked towards the door.

In the silent room, the man was still coughing intermittently. He looked down at the barely touched porridge in the bowl, hesitated for a moment, turned his back to the man and said, "If you don't want to eat, I will first Take it, or wait until it cools down for a while, and then drink it to hurt your stomach."

"Xiao Heng...cough...cough cough...Chu Heng! Come back!"

The man tried his best to prop himself up on one side, trying to stand up, but after trying a few times, his forearm trembled violently, and he had nowhere to use his strength, unable to support the weight of his body.

His face was frighteningly pale, and his face was dyed with a panic that he had never seen before. He completely lost his usual calm demeanor, and he stretched forward with difficulty, trying to keep Chu Heng.

Like porcelain that shatters at the touch of a touch, it is embarrassing and fragile.

"Chu Heng... come back..."

The man coughed out of breath, tears welled up in the corners of his eyes, slightly flushed, and his voice was so low that it was almost inaudible.

"I beg you...Chu Heng...come back..."

The answer was the sound of the door gently closing.

The man fell to the ground and closed his eyes.

Tears gradually oozed from the corners of his eyes, streaked across his temples, and splashed on the wooden floor.

What a proud person he is... He was never afraid in life and death, he was never bewildered by calculations, oppression, ridicule and embarrassment, the rise and fall of his family, the hatred of his parents on his shoulders, and he never turned to anyone when he was carrying a heavy load. Look down.

No matter how difficult it is, he has always held his head high and faced any difficulties and dangers without fear.

But he said "beg" to Chu Heng.

Chu Heng actually heard it.

Just because I heard it, I ran out in a hurry, not even daring to turn my head, for fear that if I looked back, all my psychological defenses would be broken.

Putting down the bowls and chopsticks, he turned into the bathroom, with his palms against the sides of the sink, looked up at himself in the mirror, his eyes were red, and he almost cried.

There was a sour emotion surging in his chest, which was hard to describe. He bit his lip and cursed in a low voice, but he still saw the person in the mirror, his eyes were wide open, and in an instant, big drops of tears fell Come.

The young man's Adam's apple moved up and down, his nose was red, and he muttered to himself, his voice choked up: "You have no right to blame him... Chu Heng, what right do you have to blame him... Didn't you choose him too?"

Choose by yourself, choose by yourself... The two of them, each chose their own family, and finally came to this day, going against each other.

But why... is he still so sad?

There was no one around, Chu Heng leaned over, washed his face with cold water, trying to wake himself up, after all, there are more important things to do next.

It is also the most crucial step.

But the man's mournful pleading was still echoing in his mind, he let go of all his dignity, and looked panicked, which made his heart ache.

The man's facial features were excellent, and he was of Western descent from the previous generation. His pupils were not pure black, but when he looked closely, they would reflect a little dark brown.

His eyebrows, nose, lips, and every inch of skin on his face, Chu Heng had stroked them one by one with his fingertips, fascinated by his delicate face.

Even with his eyes closed, he could describe that person's facial features.

What an intimate relationship they used to have, with their ears rubbed against each other, their bodies intertwined, and they slept in each other's arms.

But now he has come to such an alienated situation, every time he comes and goes, every word is a temptation.

Chu Heng didn't want to be overwhelmed anymore.

He has always had a free-spirited temperament, and believes that everything in the world should look forward. Everything in the past, since it has passed and cannot be changed, is meaningless and only adds to the pain.

But Fang Yan couldn't get out.

The man couldn't get out.

He tried all kinds of methods, and even risked his life to go to Aici, in order to find out the truth for that person and untie his knot.

Or not.

He's clearly tried his best...why it still doesn't work?Probably fate... let them separate!

The young man's back was stuck to the cold tiles, and he slipped down little by little, finally squatting on the ground, covering his face with his hands, and burst into tears.