At this moment, Chu Shaoyan’s eyes were as cold as him in that photo.
Song Miao was frightened by his extreme gaze, and when his gaze swept across the back of Chu Shaoyan’s hand, a little bit of blood was pricked out of the broken glass frame there.
She forced herself to look away, and smiled bitterly, “It’s enough for me to deceive myself and others, why are you deceiving yourself? In the past two years, you have been looking for her shadow on other women, I don’t believe you didn’t look at it. Come out, Kona’s lips, Fang Xin’s eyes… Chu Shaoyan, if it’s because you don’t love me, you can tell it. Just say that you still like Xue Huili, and I can even find it for you. She, I—”
“I said, I have no feelings for that woman for a long time!”
Chu Shaoyan interrupted Song Miao again every word. I don’t know if I’m talking to Song Miao or myself!
His eyes were so cold that there was no temperature, and he looked at Song Miao’s eyes, as if she dared to say one more thing, he was about to swallow her alive.
Song Miao’s body trembled, clutching the bed sheet beneath him tightly.
In the past two years, he has never looked at himself directly, and those eyes that made him desperate, flooded like a tide…
“You and that woman… don’t care about your business, now, I just want to divorce you…”
Song Miao said again.
Although her expression was pale, her face was stubborn, and Chu Shaoyan, who was already tumbling in her heart, was full of blood in her chest.
Those shame and ridicule, those demons hidden under the surface of angels…
Looking at the small face in front of him that looked like a pure lily, Chu Shaoyan felt that the veins on the back of his hand almost burst open! The woman in front of me, just like that woman, cannot be forgiven by him!
Suddenly he grabbed Song Miao’s wrist and suddenly approached her with a pair of eyes. Two clusters of raging flames ignited in it instantly, “Do you want to divorce me?”
His face was slightly distorted, and Song Miao’s eyes flashed with fear, and he gritted his teeth and nodded, “You don’t like me, and I don’t want to keep myself stuck in this marriage. Isn’t it good to let each other be free?”
“Let each other free?”
Chu Shaoyan laughed in a low voice, but his eyes were full of coldness, “Song Miao, freedom is the privilege of a kind and innocent person. What qualifications do you have to let me set you free?!”
Song Miao’s expression changed, “…what do you mean?”
“Isn’t my meaning obvious enough?” Chu Shaoyan smiled mockingly, “Since your Song Miao’s hands are stained with blood, you don’t deserve to say anything about freedom! Xue Huili leaves me and I can’t control it, but you! Why are you touching my Chu Shaoyan’s child! Back then, why didn’t you talk about the freedom of letting my child go, and now let me let you go, do you think I might agree?!”
“You mean I… killed your child?” The blood on Song Miao’s face faded clean, his eyes widened in disbelief.
When Chu Shaoyan thought of the child who had been sent away by Song Miao before he was born, he only felt that anger was constantly clamoring and crashing everywhere in his body, and it was so painful that he wanted to pinch the woman in front of him to death!
“Fortunately, I always thought you were a kind-hearted woman, and I wanted to take good care of you for life, but I didn’t expect you to be such a feminine heart!”
Song Miao’s face turned pale suddenly.
Femme-hearted…
Yes, Chu Shaoyan has always labelled herself like this. It is not difficult to see from his disgusting eyes when she married him. It turns out that the neglect and indifference in the past two years are all because of his children…
But–
She looked at Chu Shaoyan incredulously–
She knew that Xue Huili was pregnant with his child and shed it.
But how does that kid have to do with himself?
“You got it wrong… It must be something wrong…” Song Miao murmured, suddenly remembering something, and hurriedly went to pull Chu Shaoyan’s clothes, “Shao Yan, listen to me, things are not what you think. That way, I went to Xue Huili to tell her that I will not separate the two of you—”
“Enough!” Chu Shaoyan’s eyes were full of disgust.
Song Miao’s heart tightened, he wanted to say something, but couldn’t say it at all.
Chu Shaoyan saw her closing her eyes, the last gleam of light in her eyes burned out, and she said coldly: “Song Miao, do you know what I hate you most? Don’t look like a Virgin all day, as if you are the only real in the world. Your love is the same as mine. I can’t bear your love!”
As if reluctant to stay with her anymore, Chu Shaoyan took the suit jacket, turned and strode away towards the door.
The door of the ward closed heavily, and Song Miao could no longer hold it up, lying limp on the bed.
At the beginning, she went to find Xue Huili. At that time, Yang Jing had approached her and said that she liked herself and hoped that she could be with her son. Xue Huili misunderstood her, she could only ask her out and tell her that she would not separate the two of them, and she would not agree to Yang Jing’s words…
But……
Song Miao only felt a convulsion in her heart. She closed her eyes tightly, her lips trembling constantly. Apart from her failure to fulfill her promise to Xue Huili, does she still have children?
Outside the door, Yang Jing, who had been hiding from the next room for a while, walked out tremblingly, staring at the unclosed door beside her, thinking of many fragments at the time, she narrowed her eyes and clenched her hands involuntarily. , And then sighed heavily.
…
When she got up the next morning, Song Miao received a call from Ruan Qing——
“Miaomiao, are you sure you gave me the mobile phone number of my third younger brother, why did you tell me the wrong number after I called?” Ruan Qing was very energetic early in the morning and said depressed, “that man I definitely don’t know who I am. I actually talked to me so coldly! He ended my call directly!!”
Early in the morning, when I received a high-decibel call, Song Miao’s head hurts even more. Her voice is very hoarse, “I asked Huo Zong and Huo Sanshao’s mobile phone number that day, and he really told me that number. If it’s not Huo Sanshao’s, I guess Huo is always perfunctory me.” After all, how can the family’s mobile phone number be given to an outsider casually? At that time, I probably wanted to give her a step down.
“It’s really depressed!” Ruan Qing collapsed a little on the other side of the phone. “I have figured out all my tricks. The men in the past usually don’t last for two days, but Huo Tianyun, this man actually sat naked in me. When he was in his arms, he could push me away, saying that he was not interested in me! I ￥#%……@#……%￥#&His uncle!”
Behind it is a long list of vulgar words.
Song Miao wasn’t interested in her rude words, but… her brows frowned, “What did you say, you… sat naked in his arms?”
Ruan Qing’s body suddenly became stiff, and she was angry for a while, as if she accidentally said something…
She hurriedly pulled her phone away, “Susu, what do you call me? What? I’m going to shoot the next scene? Okay, I’ll come over right away.” Then she said to the phone, “Damumiao, I have something to do. I won’t tell you anymore, next time we talk, goodbye.”
After speaking, he quickly hung up the phone.
Song Miao looked at her mobile phone helplessly, and only Ruan Qing could be so aggressive and bold, as if she would always have endless energy.
Song Miao was a little worried at first, but since Ruan Qing said that Huo Sanshao pushed her away, he should also be a gentleman.
Slightly settled.
…
Song Miao’s position in the Chu clan was quickly demoted. Suddenly and inexplicably, there were some doubts, some worries, and others gloated.
The happiest thing is Fang Xin, who has been doing well in the company recently.