He stalked me after amnesia

It was already 11:30 at night when I drove the car into the underground garage. Shen Chi didn't get out of the car in a hurry. He pressed down the car window and lit a cigarette. He leaned back heavily on the chair with one elbow back.

He has been so busy at work these past few days that he didn't even go home, and he would take a nap in the car every day.The old problem of abdominal pain has also been committed, and the pain is overwhelming at every turn.

After smoking a cigarette, Shen Chi regained his composure, reached for his coat from the back seat, locked the car and walked towards the elevator.

The pain in the abdomen has eased a little, and it seems that there are painkillers at home.He opened the door, turned on the light, put down the car keys, and changed his shoes in the hallway with his head down.

"Why did you come back?" A dissatisfied voice came from the sofa.

Shen Chi didn't expect that there was still someone at home, so he subconsciously shuddered.

"Jiang Zhan? Why are you back? Why don't you turn on the light?"

Jiang Zhan put his legs crossed on the coffee table, his face was not very good-looking: "I can't come back to my own home?"

Shen Chi glanced at him sideways and said nothing.

"What's the matter with you? I asked Chen Qi to come several times, why didn't you open the door? Do you have to let me come back in person?" Jiang Zhan raised his chin at the tea table, "Today is your birthday, here, a present."

Shen Chi came over, glanced at the tea table, and sneered in his heart.

It's that perfume again.The same brand, the same scent, including this bottle, he has received four bottles of the same perfume in four years.

"I'm tired, I'm going to bed first, you should go to bed early too." Shen Chi didn't approach the coffee table at all, and didn't bother to explain to him that his birthday was still a few days away, so he walked upstairs.

"Wait! I still have something to do!" Jiang Zhan called him from behind angrily.

"We'll talk about it tomorrow." Shen Chi didn't turn his head.

"Damn it," Jiang Zhan stood up awkwardly, ran behind Shen Chi in two steps, grabbed his back and threw him on the sofa, "I still have something to say!"

Shen Chi lay on his back on the sofa, his eyes glanced at a few pages of paper at the corner of the coffee table, and he reached out to take a look, and an unknown fire rose from the bottom of his heart.

"You want a divorce?"

On the top of the printed A4 pages, there are a few bold characters in Song Dynasty - "Divorce Agreement".

Jiang Zhan was choked by his sudden questioning, and paused for a second: "Yes, isn't that what you want too? I..."

"You want a divorce?" Shen Chi interrupted him, and asked again with a heavier tone.

Jiang Zhan got a little angry, just now he was thinking of talking to Shen Chi about this matter, but now seeing Shen Chi's reaction, he didn't intend to give him a chance to talk about it.

"Yes, I'm going to divorce, what's the matter?"

"Leave if you say so?" Shen Chi sat up, squeezed a few words through his teeth, "Isn't it time for you to fucking beg me not to divorce you?"

"That's different!" Jiang Zhan seemed to have been slapped hard by him in the air, and his face turned blue.

"Different?" Shen Chi repeated subconsciously in anger, as if sensing something from his tone, he narrowed his eyes slightly, "Has Xu Xiuran come back?"

In the next second, Jiang Zhan's blank expression confirmed Shen Chi's conjecture.

The stomach began to hurt again, first a slight throbbing pain, which gradually developed into a strong cramping pain.Shen Chi tore the divorce agreement into pieces casually, and with a lift of his wrist, the pieces of paper were scattered on the smooth marble floor.

"Go to bed early, maybe I can promise you in my dream." Shen Chi was very tired and didn't want to be entangled with him.