I heard you are getting a divorce

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"one."

Yan Mingzhuo came out from behind Qin Huai and Lin Chuan, Han Siyu didn't count down any more, "Qin Huai, take your people back, there is no reason to talk to the villain, I'll just go back with him."

Yan Mingzhuo walked up to Han Siyu's side, stretched out his hand and pressed his pistol, Han Siyu lowered his arm following his strength, and then handed the gun back to his subordinate: "Let's go."

Han Siyu led the people back to the car and left first, and then the men in black who were confronting Qin Huai slowly retreated.

Qin Huai looked at Han Siyu's leaving car thoughtfully.

In the car, Yan Mingzhuo still looked out the window and coughed a few times from time to time, the aftermath of the cold air rushing into the throat hadn't slowed down.

Yan Mingzhuo remained silent, and Han Siyu quietly did not disturb him, and the atmosphere dropped to freezing point strangely.

When the car drove into the manor, Yan Mingzhuo looked around the new environment.

Han Siyu put his hand on Yan Mingzhuo's shoulder: "Late..."

His voice stopped in summer, because Yan Mingzhuo took his hand away and distanced himself from him.

Han Siyu raised his lavender eyes and met Yan Mingzhuo's indifferent gaze. Yan Mingzhuo's voice was a little hoarse: "Stop acting, pretend to be affectionate."

Han Siyu narrowed his eyes slightly, withdrew his hand and poured him a glass of water without saying anything, but Yan Mingzhuo didn't refuse because his throat was uncomfortable.

The bedroom with the lights turned on was bright and spacious. Yan Mingzhuo stepped on the soft carpet and said indifferently: "I sleep in another room."

Han Siyu grabbed his wrist: "There is no other room."

Yan Mingzhuo looked at him expressionlessly: "Then you sleep on the bed, and I sleep on the sofa."

Han Siyu pursed his thin lips tightly, grabbed Yan Mingzhuo's wrist and roughly dragged him to the bed. He kissed Yan Mingzhuo's neck: "It's not that he hasn't slept before. As for sleeping in a separate bed?"

Yan Mingzhuo kicked him vigorously, the two were entangled together and couldn't be separated, Yan Mingzhuo took out a fruit knife and stabbed him.

Han Siyu's pupils widened and he quickly stopped him: "Are you fucking crazy?!"

Yan Mingzhuo remained expressionless: "Don't touch me."

Han Siyu's lavender eyes stared at Yan Mingzhuo's face. He had never felt Yan Mingzhuo's indifference so clearly.

The man who liked him wholeheartedly changed completely.

Han Siyu looked a little depressed, he took the knife from Yan Mingzhuo's hand and compromised: "You sleep on the bed, I sleep on the sofa."

The sofa in the bedroom is very big, Han Siyu will not be wronged if he sleeps on the sofa, Yan Mingzhuo pulled back his hand: "Yes."

The next day, when Han Siyu woke up, Yan Mingzhuo was still sleeping, and he pressed his brows as if he was extremely tired.

A thought kept popping up in his mind, that Yan Mingzhuo actually let him sleep on the sofa, Han Siyu felt a little ridiculous that he had such a thought.

He hurriedly washed up and went downstairs, only to see Katie sitting dignifiedly on the sofa downstairs.

Han Siyu went to pour a glass of warm water to drink: "Why are you here so early in the morning?"

Katie had a look of resentment and worry on her face: "Baby, Yan Mingzhuo hates you, why do you want to bring him here?"

After all, Katie is a mother. After the huge interest entanglement, the first thing she thinks of is actually her own son.

"If it wasn't for you, if that child was still there, maybe he wouldn't hate me so much."

Originally, he didn't intend to divorce Yan Mingzhuo.

"You blame me? You don't like him being forced to marry him, and I'm helping you. You are different now. There are many people fighting to be with you. You have a lot of people to choose from. Why do you have to hang around this guy who has been raped by countless people?"

Han Siyu's eyes were dark: "I've slept with him, and he even had your grandson. Isn't it too late to talk about this now? You should have heard a saying that it's better to be a husband and wife."

No one is more suitable than Yan Mingzhuo.

Now Yan Mingzhuo only gives him indifference and rejection, this kind of decisive way is not even angry with him, but simply can't stand him.

What was once easy to get, now I don't know how to get it back.

"I can't tell, he's quite capable."

Yan Mingzhuo didn't know when he went downstairs, and he listened for a while on the stairs: "It's not that I have means, it's that your son is so cheap, the more you don't take him seriously, the more he will rush up and lick. "

Han Siyu put down his cup and turned his head. Yan Mingzhuo had already reached the last step: "You thought your son was some kind of baby bump that everyone wanted."

Han Siyu's face became a little more serious, but he didn't say anything after all.

Han Siyu went to the group during the day and came back to eat with him at night, but Yan Mingzhuo was very indifferent and didn't say a word.

Han Siyu clenched his chopsticks tightly: "Are you going to never talk to me?"

Yan Mingzhuo was drinking soup, when he heard that he put down his spoon: "I'm already here, what else do you want?"

Han Siyu's face has been gloomy recently, and those in the group who can get in touch with him wish to stay away from him.

Han Siyu became more and more unhappy. No matter what he did or how he lowered his posture, he seemed to be transparent in front of Yan Mingzhuo.

There was no communication or anything between them, but Han Siyu just felt that there should be Yan Mingzhuo in this family.

As Yan Mingzhuo said, he is cheap.

Han Siyu's mood was extremely depressed, Yan Mingzhuo was fighting with him without a deadline, he was afraid that he would not be able to resist and raped Yan Mingzhuo, so after work, he went to the entertainment club with his partner who asked him to meet.

He doesn't plan to go back today.

After three rounds of drinking, it was already late at night, and his partner had already gone back. Han Siyu was still drinking alone, and his subordinates were standing in the box.

He finally realized what it's like to be nice to others but being treated as nothing by others. Remembering that when Yan Mingzhuo chased him before, he seemed to be able to understand how sad Yan Mingzhuo would be.

Yan Mingzhuo just ignored him, he had often ridiculed Yan Mingzhuo before.

After drinking a glass of strong wine, his stomach is on fire. Yan Mingzhuo likes to moisten things quietly, and it is already so important before he knows it.

After thinking about the phone call, Han Siyu turned back to look for it, and his subordinate took out his mobile phone from the coat hanging on the chair: "It's...Young Madam."

Han Siyu slowly realized who the young lady was, and then remembered that it was Yan Mingzhuo, so he quickly picked it up and answered the phone.

The voice on the other end of the phone was still indifferent, a little hoarse, and coughed twice inadvertently: "When will you be back?"

This is the first time that Yan Mingzhuo took the initiative to care about him in so many days. Han Siyu drank too much, and he instantly felt like an abandoned dog had found its owner, so he stood up suddenly: "The entertainment is over, go back right away. "

There was a moment of silence: "Don't drive after drinking."

Before Han Siyu could say anything, he hung up the phone.

Yan Mingzhuo still likes him and cares about him, he is just angry with himself.An inexplicable joy swept over Han Siyu, who was a little drunk.

Back at the manor, Han Siyu got on the bed with flamboyant steps and hugged Yan Mingzhuo: "Mingzhuo, you still like me, don't you?"

Yan Mingzhuo pushed him away through the quilt: "Get off, go to sleep on the sofa."

"I don't, why do you want me to sleep on the sofa."

Yan Mingzhuo sneered and fell off the bed: "I'm sleepy, I don't have time to listen to your nonsense, if you don't go, I will go."

"I'll go, you're still angry with me."

Han Siyu obediently got out of bed, took off his coat, untied his tie, and went to sleep on the sofa. He didn't see the shrewdness that flashed in Yan Mingzhuo's eyes.

Han Siyu woke up with a headache, he could easily remember what happened yesterday, they had breakfast together, today Yan Mingzhuo was still indifferent as usual.

in the office.

Yan Mingzhuo called, and Han Siyu answered it quickly. After all, Yan Mingzhuo didn't take the initiative to contact him very often.

"Master, the young lady wants to wander around the manor."

In one of the courtyards where they lived, Han Siyu didn't let him go around. One was because he was afraid that he would run away, although the chances were small, and the other was because he was afraid that Katie and Bertram would make things difficult for him.

Yan Mingzhuo brought the phone over, and his tone was not as cold as usual: "You can let your subordinates follow me, I will run away when I meet your mother, it's too boring here."

Han Siyu finally had the feeling that the moon was shining when the clouds opened: "Okay, I will tell them."

Han Siyu went home early, Yan Mingzhuo was standing outside wearing only a turtleneck sweater, he hurried over: "Isn't it cold?"

Yan Mingzhuo didn't even look at him: "It's okay."

"Go in first." Yan Mingzhuo's attitude was still indifferent. The fluctuating cold and hot made Han Siyu feel hot and cold, "Go to my parents' place for dinner today."

It's the old man's birthday soon, and he probably wanted to discuss how to handle it. He didn't want to take care of it, but Katie insisted that he go.

Yan Mingzhuo refused expressionlessly: "I have a grudge against your family, and I see that you can't eat it."

Han Siyu pursed his lips: "Then what do you want to eat and ask the servant to make it for you?"

Yan Mingzhuo raised his eyelids: "Make dumplings for me."

Han Siyu looked at him for a while, and knew that he did it on purpose, so he compromised and went to the kitchen. Katie kept calling him and sent someone to urge him.

Han Siyu was good at kneading the dough and making the stuffing. Yan Mingzhuo stood at the door of the kitchen and watched him making dumplings without helping.

After wrapping the dumplings and cooking them out of the pot, he brought them to the dining table: "It's done, I'm not satisfied with the taste."

Yan Mingzhuo nodded: "Are you wronged?"

Han Siyu came late, and Katie blamed him: "What's the matter with you? You have to send eight people to invite you for a meal, and the food is getting cold. Where's Yan Mingzhuo?"

"He was unwell and ate at home."

The servant who came to ask Han Siyu to eat saw Han Siyu making dumplings for others, and everyone in the manor knew that Han Siyu loved Yan Mingzhuo a lot.

But Yan Mingzhuo knew that the requests he made were trivial anyway, and what he did could please him without any harm, so why not do it.

Bertram's birthday banquet was held in a big way, and everyone gathered in the specially set exhibition hall. Tinger also attended the banquet and entertained guests in the exhibition hall.

At that time, Bertram and Katie had been tied hands and feet, tied back to back to a chair and unable to break free.

Tinger lowered his head and looked at his watch: "I will apologize to everyone on behalf of my father. You should drink wine and taste pastries by yourself first, and I will go to the back to urge him."

Tinger went out and made a show of embarrassment to the people guarding outside.

"Where's Yan Mingzhuo?"

"Master, which one?"

Tinger lowered his eyes: "Nonsense, is he here yet? Are you tied up?"

"It's tied, it's tied."

Tinger wore a black turtleneck sweater today, which weakened the softness of his overly gentle face and added a bit of arrogance.

He came over with a small cake and put it on the table in front of Bertram. He smiled gently: "My dear father, this is a cake I specially made for you."

Tinger took out a lighter and lit the candles on the cake: "Come to celebrate your last birthday."

Tinger clapped his hands, and Yan Mingzhuo, who was tied up, was pushed to a chair not far away by his men.

As soon as Yan Mingzhuo showed up, Katie knew what Tinger was going to do.

"Are you crazy? Your mother died of illness, and it has nothing to do with anyone!" Tinger's madness made Katie's heart tremble.

"Shut up." Tinger was still gentle. He walked in front of Katie, and said in a moderate voice, "A mistress ruins other people's families."

He walked up to Bertram and smiled again: "A cheating man killed his first wife. A pair of adulterers and adulterers worked together to attack my mother, and they are still enjoying themselves to this day."

Bertram wasn't that flustered, but his brows were tightly frowned, with disgust written all over his face: "You are treasonous! I have treated your mother badly, but I have nothing to do to you, old man!"

Tinger pinched Bertram's face fiercely, Bertram's lips deformed, and he was forced to look directly at the artistic elder son.

"You have sorry me a lot, and I don't want to discuss it with you now."

Till let go of him, and his subordinates came over and sealed Bertram's mouth with a strip of cloth, preventing him from speaking.

Tinger turned back to Katie again, approaching Katie with a smirk: "I found my missing son and let him inherit the group. Do you think your family of three will live happily?"

"The beauty of thinking, today I will let you experience and experience what it feels like to lose a loved one, and send your family of three to hell."

Katie's mouth was also mercilessly strangled, unable to speak, Tinger walked up to Yan Mingzhuo who had been calm all this time, and put his hand on Yan Mingzhuo's shoulder.

Katie's eyes widened, and she moaned fiercely at Yan Ming.

Damn this!

The door was kicked open, and Han Siyu stood at the door. He appeared here alone, because Tinger's people had quietly controlled the manor.

As soon as Han Siyu entered, the door was closed by Tinger's men from the outside.

"Brother, we meet again."

Tinger stood beside Yan Mingzhuo, while Katie and Bertram were struggling frantically at the moment, trying to make a sound to stop Han Siyu.

Tyner's men held them down in case they would break free.

Han Siyu looked at Yan Mingzhuo's thinner face and said to Tinger, "What do you want?"

"Untie the rope from Yan Mingzhuo's body and press him to the ground."

The four of them rushed over immediately, Yan Mingzhuo's expression twisted and he struggled desperately: "Don't! Let me go! Han Siyu...save me..."

Han Siyu stared and wanted to go forward, but was stopped: "What are you doing? Let him go! Come to me for something!"

Ting Er squatted beside Yan Mingzhuo: "What's the hurry, the high-quality carpet is very expensive, and it's not cool. Tell me, if Yan Mingzhuo is raped by me in front of so many people..."

"Hansyu!" Yan Mingzhuo finally showed an expression other than indifference, his wet eyes looked at his life-saving straw beseechingly.

"you dare!"

"Why don't I dare." Tinger touched Yan Mingzhuo's face and untied his belt, "I used him to change the group, but I remember you didn't change it."

"I'll change." Han Siyu paused, "Get your dirty hands off him."

He dare not like that picture.

Hearing this, Tinger stopped his movements, looked at Yan Mingzhuo with playful eyes, and laughed loudly: "But I don't want to change, unless...you kneel down and beg me."