The Dumb Wife of Rebirth is Unbearable

Blue this memory is unfeeling to the end.

Zhuang Mengsheng was hit hard, and before he had time to take a breath, Jin Nuanyan, who had been doing nothing, suddenly handed over a divorce agreement.

The sky collapsed and the ground directly hammered him to the ground.

The cold and charming man looked at Zhuang Mengsheng for the first time, and looked at him very intently.Zhuang Mengsheng's gaze contained a light that Zhuang Mengsheng had never seen in his life.

Before he had time to think about the emotions mixed in that light, he heard the human voice in front of him: "This intention is wrong, this feeling is wrong, this heart is even more wrong, this life..."

Jin Nuanyan put her ring finger on her ring finger, took off the silver ring of many suns and moons, and put it on the thin but heavy divorce agreement that Zhuang Mengsheng couldn't even breathe, with her usual voice Steady and without wave: "Don't say goodbye."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left, with the usual indifference and majesty in his roundabout steps, which was so fast that people couldn't catch him.

Zhuang Mengsheng's figure flickered slightly, and his heart was empty.

When he learned of Jin Nuanyan's feelings for him, he also lost him completely.

at the same time.

Lan Kezhui also handed over a divorce certificate to Jin Shiran, saying, "I have no relationship with you, let's divorce."

It was only a few months before they got married, not even half a year.

Jin Shiran had expected such a day to come, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.

He lowered his eyebrows, sat on a chair, covered his face with his arms on his knees, and his back was projected on the ground, as heavy as a mountain.

There was a flash of intolerance in Lan Kezhui's heart. He just didn't like it or he didn't like it. Such exhaustion made him feel very depressed, so depressed that he couldn't even breathe.

Perhaps separation is the best option.

Jin Shiran breathed out, and when he looked up, his red eyes leaked out, and asked him: "Why? Because of Jin Nuanyan? You see him divorced, so he wants to divorce me too?"

Lan Kezhui shook his head: "No."

"What is that? Don't you want to stay and fly with him? Cheating is no longer enough for you, so you have to get a divorce, and then we will be together openly, right?" Jin Shiran looked at Lan Kezhui, and a trace of concern flashed across his face. sinister.

He stretched out his hand and hugged the person opposite him into his arms, and asked him with a slightly crazy expression: "Have I treated you badly? Haven't I done enough? Why can't you look at me more? Don't you want to? Am I really no match for Jin Nuanyan?"

Lan Kezhui frowned, pushed him away and said, "This matter has nothing to do with him, and we have nothing... ah!"

Jin Shiran didn't believe that Lan Kezhui and Jin Nuanyan had nothing at all. Those photos and videos were like a knife, stabbing his heart hard all the time, torturing him like a bone scraping .

Nothing at all?Who believes it?

The fiery kisses were overwhelming, full of disgust.

Lan Kezui frowned, raised his hand and slapped Jin Shiran, and then...

The man with a gloomy expression did not spare any effort, and slapped the person on his knee to the ground with his backhand.

He gave him a slap ten times harder than before.

"Does it hurt?" Jin Shiran looked condescendingly at Lan Kezhui on the ground, his eyes were gloomy and unstoppable.

He thought of the few months since they got married, Lan Kezhui would not let him touch him, and he would not let him get close. A little closer would be the embarrassing experience of slapping him, stretching out his hand and throwing the man on the ground with nosebleeds on the bed.

Lan Kezhui's head was dazed, and the blood from his nose trickled down his cold white chin onto the pure white silk-like quilt, as beautiful as a falling plum.

He was in pain on his face and body, but Jin Shiran didn't know that it was in his heart, in his bones.

Lan Kezhui looked at Jin Shiran in disbelief, seeing him undo his tie, take off his shirt, and clasp his shoulders with his fingers.

"Jin Shiran! What are you doing? Let go of me!" Lan Kezhui seemed to be thinking of something, wanted to get out of bed, wanted to leave, but Jin Shiran's strength was too strong, he could not move with just one finger .

Only at this moment did he belatedly realize that in the past, he could easily slap someone with a bad face because he slapped him willingly.

Now that Jin Shiran was unwilling, Lan Kezhui couldn't even touch him with a single finger.

This is just when you are spoiled, you are a fragile crystal cup carefully held in the palm of your hand and cared for, and when you look coldly at you, you are just a glass shard that fell on the ground.

Jin Shiran, after a long period of emotional depression and mental torture, after the double betrayal of Lan Kezhui and Jin Nuanyan, and after being ridiculed and gossiped by the outside world, finally at this moment, Lan Kezhui filed for divorce. now……

All emotions poured out, like a flood of beasts, completely broke out.

He tied the constantly struggling Lan Kezhui to the bedside pillar with a belt, tore off his clothes without emotion, and suppressed his rebellious legs. When he entered, Lan Kezhui shouted in despair: " Jin Shiran! Don't make me hate you!"

Jin Shiran sneered, leaned over and kissed his moist and trembling lips, without Lan Kezui biting, Jin Shiran took the initiative to bite his own tongue, fed some blood in, and then bit the tip of Lan Kezui's tongue, sucking some return.

"Hate it! Hate is always in your heart, it's better than ignoring it."

His voice was like the dull bell in the Temple of Dusk Mountain, echoing in the air with the violent shaking of the bed.

If you are destined to be what I ask for, then I don't need your love, and I don't expect you to like and accept me one day.

I just need to enjoy this moment of joy to prove our relationship as husband and wife, to prove my husband's rights, to prove that apart from your heart, at least your body is mine.

Jin Shiran hugged the person below him who was gradually becoming dizzy and unable to resist, his body and soul were empty.

Thinking, so be it!

This is also very good, the body and the mind, you have to keep the same by your side, right?Otherwise it would be too bad.

Since I don't care about my kindness to you, then I don't care about your heart either.

whatever!

At least when the flesh and blood are intertwined, you are mine and mine alone.

In any case, divorce is impossible, and it is impossible to leave in this life.

Jin Shiran is like this, so is Zhuang Mengsheng.

He looked at Jin Nuanyan who turned and left, looked at the dull silver ring on the table, and viciously smashed his home.

And Jin Shiran also imprisoned Lan Ke and chased him to Youshan in the outskirts of the imperial capital, restricting his freedom and range of activities with absolute force and domineering.

After that, all kinds of things between them are just karmic reincarnation, and the retribution is not good, and they can't blame others.

When Jin Wuduan knew about these things, there was also a clue to what the client went to investigate.

Lin Tiancheng has a close relationship with Jin Nuanyan, and a photo came with the news.

Candid shots, but the angle is unusually clear.

Lin Tiancheng put his arms around Jin Nuanyan's shoulders, and the two got very close, judging by their expressions, they were in a good mood.

Of course, Jin Wuduan would not suspect that there was something tricky between the two of them. He stroked his chin and thought about it. After noticing that the two of them had appeared in the hospital together in the message, something flashed through his mind.

Look carefully at the photo.

In his previous life, Jin Wudu somehow felt that Lin Tiancheng hated him, not because of what Lin Tiancheng did that offended him, but because he felt very upset even just looking at it.

Like cats and dogs, they are born with different auras.

Especially Lin Tiancheng's dark obsidian-like pupils, the more he looks at them, the more he feels...

Jin Wuduan clicked his tongue, thinking that it's no wonder he finds Lin Tiancheng annoying, look at his eyebrows, don't they look the same as his elder brother Jin Nuanyan?