The pregnant woman died when she was nine months pregnant with twins, and the doctor sat on the ground in fear when she opened her mouth.

It's too late.

With only a month left after being diagnosed with advanced brain cancer, she no longer wants to do those futile struggles.

Out of the law firm, Yan Shuya took out her mobile phone, opened Wechat, and dialed the name that she was too familiar to know any more. But her fingertips paused on the keyboard for a long time before pressing the voice key.

Taking a deep breath, she asked in the softest voice, "Chenyang, can you come back to accompany me tonight?"

The voice was sent successfully, but there was no reply for a long time.

Rao is so, Yan Shuya still drove to the vegetable market near the community and picked up a variety of vegetables and meat products.

She is not used to the hustle and bustle and dirt of the vegetable market, but she is forcing herself to get used to it. Once, she was the envy of many people, but now she is only Han Chenyang's wife.

She wanted to do something for him last.

Although.

He may not need it at all, or even dislike it, and hate her existence.

Ding!

The phone shook, and Yan Shuya, who put the food in the car, couldn't wait to turn on the phone. When she saw that Han Chenyang replied to her voice, she smiled like a child with sugar.

However, when she pressed her voice, he was as cold and indifferent as ever, with a hint of sarcasm: "haven't seen you for a month, Mrs. Han still looks cheap?"

Sure enough.

He still hates her.

But it doesn't matter. since he didn't say he had plans, even if he was cynical, he would certainly be back for dinner tonight.

Thinking in this way, Yan Shu Ya drove home non-stop, and then carefully prepared a variety of dishes.

Three hours later, when Yan Shuya put the last bowl of soup on the table, she heard the sound of the door lock turning, she turned back in surprise, and sure enough, she saw Han Chenyang in the living room.

However, unlike her, Han Chenyang's face is always cold and sharp.

"Chenyang, are you back?" Yan Shuya walked up to Han Chenyang with a smile and tried to reach for his briefcase.

Han Chenyang stepped back in disgust and threw his briefcase on the sofa.

He could not understand why this woman was like a dog skin ointment. No matter how much he ridiculed her and ridiculed her, she always looked as if nothing had happened.

"Chenyang, shall we eat?"

He strung himself tightly together, hid his white fingers behind him, suppressed the grief in his heart, and walked to the table first.

"you're really not done, are you?"

Han Chenyang walked to the dinner table, but his handsome face looked so cold and unwarm under the crystal lamp in the living room.

He bowed his head and glanced at the fine dishes on the table. With a pick from Mei Feng, he suddenly laughed sarcastically: "if he had known that his eldest daughter had hurt so much that she was so cheap now, I wonder if she would pop out of the coffin."

Five years, from the moment she became Mrs. Han, Han Chenyang has always been so cold to her. She thought she could get used to it, but in fact.

She still hurts. It hurts.

"Chenyang, my father is dead, can we stop..."

"he deserved it!"

Han Chenyang's voice suddenly rose, and his handsome face tightened to the limit: "from the way he forced me to marry you, we can see that he used to use despicable means, I don't know how many harmful things he has done!"

Thinking in this way, he suddenly sneered, and he pulled off the tablecloth from the table. The delicious food, which had taken a long time to cook, was smashed to the ground with the plate at this moment.

But Han Chenyang didn't care at all. As soon as he grasped Yan Shuya's slender wrist, he threw her on the table.

Looking down at the woman who was always at her mercy, Han Chenyang tore off her dress.

"however, since Mrs. Han begged me to drive with her for one night, I would like to let Yan Lunar New year see for myself what her daughter looks like!"

When his voice fell, he turned his elegant body in one direction, entered her from behind without foreplay, and from a comfortable point of view, as soon as he looked up, he could see the portrait of his father in the living room.

The light is like the daylight in the living room, the elegant upper body is pressed on the cold table, one leg is rigidly lifted back, and the hands are clipped behind him.

In this twisted position, every joint of her body was clamoring for pain, but she didn't have any struggle, not even an uncomfortable choking.

No matter when, she is always used to tolerating him with her own pain.

"if you do that next, I wonder who Mrs. Han is pretending to be pure."

But he, no matter when, is always used to hurt her unscrupulously.

Yan Shuya clenched at her lower lip, her face as white as paper. Looking at the portrait of her father not far away, she suddenly smiled, then turned abruptly, took advantage of Han Chenyang's dazed moment, put her hands around his neck and kissed his lips.

When Yan Shuya loosened his lips and bowed her head to lick the sensitivity on his chest, Han Chenyang laughed: "Mrs. Han's service skills are also first-class."

The belly was swollen with pain, and he suddenly reached out and grabbed her hair, forcibly separated her body, threw her emaciated body on the table like litter, and once again held his place and entered her body.

"shout it out."

Han Chenyang hit her body with no emotional orders and demands: "Don't be like a dead man. I'm not interested in raping corpses."

"the morning sun."

"Han Chenyang."

Lying on the dinner table, the words are comfortable and elegant, putting aside the portrait of his father, the voice is some sofa, but still warm and happy: "I love you, I really love you …"... "

Love?

It was because of her love that he lost his freedom and the life he wanted to live!

It is because of her love that he can never get out of the pain.

What a funny joke it is!

Han Chenyang pulled out the following, stretched out his hand and turned over Yan Shuya, who had been lying on the dinner table. Under the light of the crystal lamp, the ribs in front of her chest were protruding, and the white road of her bloodless face was almost transparent.

When did this woman become so thin, she became more and more human and ghostly?

He was a little uneasy, but he was soon obscured by hatred!

In contrast to Han Chenyang's fierce eyes, Yan Shuya was crazy when she saw his handsome face. She reached out and touched his face, cold fingers, trembling fingertips, and rubbed his deep eyes, high nose and pale lips.

"Chenyang, have you ever loved me or not? Even a little bit. "

Her voice was so soft, as if carrying thousands of prayers, she thought, even if he lied to her, because she was going to die!

Such a comfortable and elegant speech, so that Han Chenyang for a moment slightly distracted, but soon, he woke up, this woman with such a cruel heart, will only pretend to be pitiful!

He hooked his lips sarcastically, and there was no warmth in his cold eyes: "what does Mrs. Han want me to say?"

"say you love me."

Married for five years, this is the first time that Yan Shuya made a request to Han Chenyang. at this moment, with the last strength like a moth to the fire, she grabbed the man's arms. Because of too much force, the fingernails of her ten fingers sank deeply into Han Chenyang's flesh.

Han Chenyang frowned in pain and accelerated the following movements, frantically going in and out, making Yan Shu Ya's lean body bumpy and messy.

I don't know how long it took, when Yan Shuya felt that she was about to enter heaven, but she was driven into hell again by Han Chenyang's voice.

He raised his head slightly, the Adam's apple trembled and rolled, while spraying, he shouted out the name belonging to another woman: "Xiao Wan …"... "

In an instant, the body was cold to the bone, Yan Shu Ya closed her eyes and stopped the tears that were about to burst into her eyes.

It's that woman again...

It's that Sun Xiaowan again!

The quiet living room, the cold temperature, is suffocating.

Suddenly a bell full of ambiguous lyrics rang. Yan Shuya, who had closed her eyes, opened her eyes instantly. I don't know where she got the strength. She rushed to the well-dressed Han Chenyang and tried to grab his cell phone.

"Chenyang, please don't answer, don't answer."

Today, she begged him to come back to accompany her. She didn't want to be disturbed by anyone, especially Sun Xiaowan!

Han Chenyang held her waving hands and impatiently swung her to one side, so strong that Yan Shuya crashed directly into the corner of the dining table.

"Bang--!" With a sound, Yan Shuya fell on the smooth marble floor, scratched her forehead, bled from her nose, blackened her eyes again, and the brain nerves oppressed by the tumor were cut into the flesh because of external stimulations. screaming in the head a gouging and jumping pain up.

"Oh--!"

Yan Shuya felt sick at the moment of pain, and she lay on the ground, opening her mouth and vomiting desperately.

Han Chenyang crouched beside her, but when Yan Shuya thought he finally wanted to care about her, she felt a pair of big hands covering his open mouth, and then listened to Han Chenyang answer the phone that kept ringing.

It turned out that he was afraid that the sound of her vomiting would disturb him on the phone with Sun Xiaowan....

Heart, once again fell to the bottom of the valley, ten thousand arrows pierced the heart, I am afraid so.

Yan Shuya lay down on the cold marble and smiled sadly. At this moment, her heart was finally ruined.

"Brother Chenyang, I'm hungry."

In the quiet living room, Sun Xiaowan's voice sounded clearly on the other side of the phone. Her voice was very beautiful, with the soft waxy of the southern woman, but in her comfortable and elegant ears, it was like a nightmare.

For five years, from the day she married Han Chenyang, Sun Xiaowan's phone always rang regardless of time. Whether it was eating or sleeping, even if it was having sex, the sudden ringing would always interrupt everything.

And Han Chenyang, always picked up Sun Xiaowan's phone at the first time, even if it was like now, she was aching all over, lying on the cold marble floor twitching, still could not stop Han Chenyang patiently, listening carefully to the other side of the phone, Sun Xiaowan's every word.

Tears finally burst into my eyes, even if Yan Shuya's eyes were closed, it still could not stop the hot tears from sliding down the cold cheeks.

What would you like to eat? Sushi or Bao Boy? I heard that a Japanese sushi restaurant opened recently is not bad. "

Contrary to the cold feeling just now, Han Chenyang's tone was gentle and gentle, and even his clear cheeks softened under the light.

"you can eat anything as long as you stay with me."

"OK, I'll come to your place now."

Han Chenyang hung up the phone and got up to leave.

He finally regained some light and elegance, but held his sleeve, and his fingertips turned white with force.

"Let go! Don't you know that your death will only make me more sick of you? "

Han Chenyang shook off the hand hanging from his sleeve, but unexpectedly, the hand groped and clenched his sleeve again.

"Chenyang, let me ask you again, do you really not love me? Not at all? "

On the cold marble floor, Yan Shuya struggled to sit up, raised her face, and looked for his position with eyes that could only feel the light for the time being.

However, before she could find him, she quickly clenched her chin, and then Han Chenyang's voice sounded colder than the marble beneath her.

"Yan Shuya, for the last time, I love Sun Xiaowan, the Sun Xiaowan who you tried to kill with your own hands!"

That's enough. That's enough.

In fact, she should have known the answer, didn't she?

Following his voice, she turned her face, clearly heartache is difficult to breathe, but still gently smiled at him: "Chenyang, let's divorce."

divorce?

When Han Chenyang heard this sentence coldly, Han Chenyang was stupefied, but soon, he also smiled, his cold eyes narrowed slightly, and the fingers pinched on her chin rose even harder.

"you're dreaming!"

". Why? "

Shuya doesn't understand. Didn't he say he loved Sun Xiaowan? Didn't he say he hated himself? Why now that she finally wants to let go, but he doesn't agree?

Han Chenyang pinched her chin with the strength of being able to strangle her, regardless of her frown wrinkled by pain.

"now that you feel the pain, you want a divorce? When you forced me to marry you during the Lunar New year, why didn't you think of today? Yan Shuya, I tell you, this is just the beginning of your pain. I want you to hold the title of Mrs. Han for the rest of your life! I want you to die for the rest of your life! "

Shaking off her chin, Han Chenyang went to the table, opened his briefcase and smashed a stack of materials, together with photos, at Yan Shuya.

Her eyes were finally able to see things vaguely. She picked up the photos scattered around her and picked them up. She entered the law firm, sat in Su Mo's office, and came out of the law firm.

Looking up, her voice trembled: "what is this, Chenyang?" You asked a private investigator to follow me? "

Does he know everything?

Nervously got up from the ground, stumbled in front of Han Chenyang, but before she stood still, Han Chenyang mercilessly pushed away.

"piss off! Don't come near me! "

"Ah--!"

Yan Shuya was pushed down on the coffee table again, the broken coffee table fell to the ground with her, and the broken glass pierced her skin and cut her cheek.

Han Chenyang did not expect that she would smash the coffee table and step over to check it out, but he stopped when he saw her struggling to get up and pounce on him again.

This woman is so cheap that she can't even lose her life. It's disgusting!

Hostility surged, Han Chenyang smiled coldly: "if I didn't find a private investigator, I really didn't expect Mrs. Han to be so skillful." First go to the lawyer's office to transfer property, and then pitifully run up to me and pretend to divorce me unselfishly. "

No, that's not true. No, she didn't.

"Mrs. Han, you are not only cheap, but also disgusting and make me want to throw up!"

"Bang--!"

The door was opened and slammed, and the living room was finally quiet.

Blood, stained red clothes, a piece, like a blooming rose, Yan Shu Ya looked at the closed door, stunned for a long time, then slowly closed his eyes, which had already been spread by pain.

She wanted to laugh because he didn't seem to know that she was going to die.

But in the end, she burst into tears, for it could be seen that he wanted to see her die so much.

Han Chenyang, who was driving his car on the road, opened the window to the maximum, hoping that the cool breeze pouring into the car could extinguish the fire burning in his chest.

Yan Shuya, that woman unexpectedly transferred property behind his back! Sure enough, the daughter born during the Lunar New year is as shameless as the New year!

Han Chenyang, as long as you marry Shuya, I will help you tide over the difficulties of your father's company.'

Brother Chenyang, help me.'

Looking back on the past, in his mind, Han Chenyang only felt that the fire burning on his chest had grown stronger in the cool breeze of hunting.

Five years ago, his father died of illness, and there was suddenly a huge financial deficit in the company. Yan Lunar New year suddenly found him at that time. In order to keep his father's lifelong hard work intact, he agreed to his request for the Lunar New year. But unexpectedly, he annexed his father's company to Nien after his marriage!

As far as Shuya was concerned, the woman who was even more cold-blooded than to celebrate the New year went so far as to sneak out on the wedding night to find Sun Xiaowan and personally pushed Sun Xiaowan off the bridge.

Had it not been for passers-by who had seen all this, he could not have imagined how cruel Yan Shuya was to push Sun Xiaowan off the 10-meter-high bridge.

By the time he got to the hospital, it was too late. Although Sun Xiaowan did not have any fatal trauma, her heart was greatly hurt. Suffering from depression, she was like a sensitive child every day, bullying, introverted, afraid of all the new things.

There is nothing more ruthless than the Yan family, especially Yan Shu Ya, the woman who doesn't even blink!

The familiar ringtone interrupted Han Chenyang's recollection. Press the connect button, and Sun Xiaowan's pitiful voice sounded in the car.

"Brother Chenyang. Why haven't you come yet? "

"We're almost there, Xiao Wan. Don't worry."

In the face of Sun Xiaowan, Han Chenyang is remorseful, guilty and distressed, so he is always gentle, caring and giving her everything she wants.

After hanging up the phone, he went to a special store and carefully selected sushi for Sun Xiaowan, but when he arrived at the Fujingshan villa, he heard the cry of Ai during Sun Xiaowan's period.

"Xiao Wan!"

Pushing open the bedroom door, Sun Xiaowan was alone in the quilt, trembling with tears, and Lin Shu-Chen stood helpless.

"Chenyang, you have come at last."

Seeing Han Chenyang, Lin Shuzhen breathed a sigh of relief: "you don't know. I've been crying since Xiaowan. I didn't say anything, and I hid myself in the quilt and didn't come out to see anyone."... "

"I see, Aunt Lin. I'll take it from here."

"Chenyang, please."

"Aunt Lin, this is what I should do."

When Han Chenyang was eight years old, Lin Shuzhen married his father with Sun Xiaowan. after so many years in the blink of an eye, even if there was no bond from his father in the middle, Han Chenyang had long regarded Sun Xiaowan and Lin Shuzhen as the closest people.

"Xiao Wan, it's me, Brother Chenyang."

After Lin Shuzhen went out, Han Chenyang sat by the bed, raised her hand and gently patted the quilt curled up on the bed.

"Brother Chenyang--!"

Suddenly, the tightly wrapped quilt was lifted, and Sun Xiaowan, whose eyes were red with tears, suddenly threw herself into Han Chenyang's arms.

Smelling the familiar smell of him, Sun Xiaowan began to cry again: "Brother Chenyang." Brother Chenyang. "

"what's going on?"

Han Chenyang coaxed the child to put his arms around her shoulder and chuckled softly: "wasn't it all right just now?" Is it because you are in a hurry to eat sushi and cry? "

Sun Xiaowan shook her head desperately and didn't speak, but cried. Han Chenyang coaxed patiently. It took almost half an hour for Sun Xiaowan to stop crying.

Opening the sushi he bought, Han Chenyang chose a delicate ham sushi and fed it into Sun Xiaowan's mouth: "is it delicious?"

Sun Xiaowan nodded: "delicious, Chenyang brother bought everything delicious."

"delicious is delicious, but you can't eat it all the time, you know? The nutritional value of sushi is not very high, and most of the ingredients are undercooked. "

"Brother Chenyang, how do you know that?"

"."

Han Chenyang was wiping Sun Xiaowan's rice-stained fingers on his lips and suddenly stopped, and even the smile on his face became stiff, because unconsciously, a comfortable and elegant face appeared in his mind!

Chenyang, you can't always eat sushi. Most of the ingredients in sushi are undercooked, which can easily lead to excessive microorganisms in the preparation process. Sushi is easy to contain tiny parasites, so it's very harmful to eat more.'

In the past, every time he worked overtime, he would be fooled by sushi, and every time, Yan Shuya appeared at his office door with exquisite dishes, although he would pour them out in front of her every time. But she still delivers the food herself without tiredness.

Why?

Why does he think of that damn woman?!