C46

It was time to part, Gao Jianfeng knew that he had to say his goodbyes to her forever.

She was already Zhuo Weiting's wife, both de jure and de facto.

And he had no reason to think about her any longer.

"Thank you, I won't be a parasite anymore. I will live from me."

When they parted ways, Gao Jianfeng suddenly hugged Zi Yan, and Zi Yan whispered into his ear.

"I believe you. I'm leaving, so you'll have a chance to visit me in England."

Gao Jianfeng also pretended to be strong as he laughed.

After bidding farewell to Gao Jianfeng, Zi Yan and Zhuo Wei Ting went back, leaving the rest of the work to the lawyers.

"Thinking of him?" Should we go to the airport to see the plane? "

Seeing that Zi Yan had remained silent, Zhuo Weitang felt uncomfortable in his heart, especially when the two of them had hugged him previously, which pierced his eyes like a thorn.

Zi Yan did not say anything, he had finally revealed his true form.

For some reason, in a single night, she had seen through everything and seen through everything.

"Say something."

The more Zi Yan didn't say it, the more angry Zhuo Wei Ting became.

"What do you want me to say?"

Zi Yan calmly looked at Zhuo WeiTing.

It wasn't that she hadn't seen such an enraged Zhuo WeiTing before. It was just that in the past, the more furious he was, the colder it became.

But now, like a tyrant.

Seeing that the driver's hand was shaking, and that he had almost bumped into the safety island several times, Zhuo Weiting considered everyone's safety and said no more.

He endured the anger in his stomach as he returned home.

Once home, he dragged Zi Yan back to her room.

"Let me ask you, why do you want to give birth to the child you've always wanted?"

"Because you don't like it."

Zi Yan looked at Zhuo WeiTing, her eyes calm and unperturbed. She truly did not have the expression of a twenty year old girl.

"Then do I not like you meeting Gao Jianfeng? Why do you see him again and again? "

Seeing Zi Yan's submissive tone, Zhuo WeiTing was even more enraged.

"I owe him money. If you really think I'm your wife, then please give me pocket money. Please don't send anyone to monitor my life."

This was the first time Zi Yan expressed her thoughts.

She knew it wasn't right to be so thick-skinned as to ask for money.

But he couldn't possibly let her go out to work, so it wouldn't be too much to ask for pocket money.

"I gave you a gold card."

Zhuo Weitang clenched his fists tightly as the veins on the back of his hands bulged.

"Not all places can be swiped."

Zi Yan didn't seem to be afraid of Zhuo WeiTing's fist at all.

However, a person who was used to being beaten up since he was young, how could he be afraid of being beaten up?

"I can give you money, I can give you freedom, but you can't take it without working hard. You have to fulfill your wife's obligations before you have the money to take it."

Zhuo Wei was extremely furious and actually said such words to humiliate Ziyan.

Zhuo Wei Ting looked at Zi Yan, hoping to see something different, but there was nothing.

Her eyes remained calm, her expression unchanged.

"How many at once?"

Looking back at Zhuo WeiTing, Zi Yan asked with a calm tone.

"You … From now on, you will pay a thousand yuan for every wife you do, and you will pay cash afterwards. "

Zhuo Weitang gritted his teeth as he spoke sinisterly.

Zi Yan nodded.

"Is there anything else? If I'm not tired, I'd like to go back to my room to rest. "

"Go back to your room to rest? You haven't forgotten that we were legally married a few hours ago. "

Zhuo Weitang was furious as he looked at Zi Yan.

"During pregnancy, it's best for husband and wife not to share a room, the doctor said."

Zi Yan turned around. She knew Zhuo WeiTing's intention, but she would definitely not sleep on this bed again.

"Are you making another silent protest?"

Seeing that Zi Yan was about to leave, Zhuo WeiTing took a few steps forward, but when Zi Yan tried to open the door, he stopped her first.

"No, I'm just stating the truth. If you need it, you can spend the money to find a woman. I don't mind."

Zi Yan felt a huge pressure.

Feel his flaming eyes.

She didn't want to compromise any further. If there was a one, then there was two. Since he had sought a woman before, then there was no difference between once and a hundred times.

Besides, now that he said she was going to do a thousand dollars a time, he could use that money to hire other women.

"Zhuo Ziyan, what are you saying? Say it again. "

Zhuo Weitang's fist pounded on the door ruthlessly.

"I know men need it, but I'm pregnant, so I can't help you. Please go find another woman."

Although women were definitely not as foolish as they were now, to Zi Yan, it was for the best.

"Men need it. Who told you that? I went to look for other women. You mean you're willing to give up Mrs. Zhuo's seat? "

Zhuo WeiTing really wanted to strangle her. She actually didn't care about him that much.

"I never said I wanted Mrs. Zhuo's seat. You can take it any time you want."

"I want you to say three words."

Clutching her arms, he needed all the self-control he could muster to ensure that she wouldn't strangle him.

"Please move aside."

Although his shoulder was in pain, Zi Yan did not do as he wished.

"Yan'er, you know the three words, hurry up and say them."

Zhuo WeiTing's grip grew stronger, and he wanted to hear those three words.

It had been a long time since she heard those words. If she didn't say them, it would mean that she no longer had any feelings for him.

"I'm sorry."

Zi Yan closed her eyes and did not look at Zhuo WeiTing.

Although she still loved him, she didn't want to say it anymore.

It wasn't that he didn't love her, but that he couldn't love her and couldn't hurt her.

She didn't want to be hurt anymore. She was not in a good condition anymore. Perhaps if a person didn't have feelings, they wouldn't feel pain or hurt. She decided to give it a try.

"Yan'er, I want you to say that I love you."

Seeing Zi Yan close her eyes and ignore him, Zhuo Weitang's eyes showed some fear.

She was already married. What else did she want?

"So what if I say it? Do you love me? "

Zi Yan was almost suffocated by Zhuo WeiTing and had no choice but to open her eyes and ask.

"Are you asking for payment?"

Zhuo Weating was stunned, his Yan'er had changed.

She had become so unfamiliar with the place, the previous Yan Er would never ask for anything in return, even if it was verbal.

"I never dared to hope. I just wanted to ask you, do you love me?"

Zi Yan looked at Zhuo WeiTing, once thinking she only needed silly love.

Only now did he know that even if she wanted to foolishly love him, he wouldn't allow it.

He didn't trust her, didn't suspect her, even wanted her to give birth. If he loved her, he wouldn't force her like this.

"At least I don't hate you."

Zhuo WeiTing was embarrassed. No matter what, he could not say that word out loud.

"Thank you. I love you."

Perhaps it was to escape his pressure, Zi Yan finally spoke with a smile on her face.

However, his eyes were filled with the vicissitudes of life that didn't belong to a twenty year old.

"Yan'er …"

Hearing that 'I love you', Zhuo Weiting's breathing became rapid.

It was as if someone had stolen his oxygen.

Zi Yan took the opportunity to pull his hand away, opening the door and leaving the room.

This kind of love was too painful.

She was not afraid of hardships. She was not afraid of being mocked. She was also not afraid of being hurt.

However, she was afraid that he would hurt her and hurt her. This sort of love made her suffocate and constantly fall.

She seemed to have touched the door to hell. She was afraid, and she was also afraid of the torment of hell.

Returning to the guest room, Zi Yan looked at the marriage certificate in her hands, tears welling up in her eyes.

Previously, he had yearned for such a small notebook. But now, this notebook was like a sharp blade with blood on it.

To hand over his life just like that, did he regret it?

She didn't know. She only wanted the baby to prove her innocence.

Although she didn't know why her teacher wanted to harm her, he had succeeded and her teacher had ruined what she had thought was her happiness.

When it was time to eat, Aunt Gui called and Zi Yan also went down.

No matter what Zhuo WeiTing said, she would not respond.

It used to be a happy meal, but now it's like torture.

From that day onwards, Zhuo WeiTing no longer ate at home.

He went straight to the office in the morning and came back late at night.

Although Zi Yan pretended not to care on the surface, she had to wait for him to come back every night before she could sleep.

She always listened attentively. Before Zhuo Weiting came back, the door to her room would not be closed.

As soon as she heard the door open, she went to the door, leaving a crack to hear what was going on outside.

For the first few days, Zhuo Weiting would stand outside the guest room for a long time, but then he would stop standing.

And it was getting later and later.

The two sides had been in a stalemate for a week.

Sister Gui and the Zhuo workers were anxious to death. Master said it was strange, but he hadn't called for so long.

Young Master and Young Mistress were truly anxious to death like this, especially Young Mistress.

Those who became pregnant, not only did they not gain any flesh, they instead looked at her as she became thinner day by day.

Finally, it was the weekend, Zi Yan thought that Zhuo WeiTing would be at home for at least the next two days.

However, when she woke up in the morning, she said that the young master had left the house.

Zi Yan pretended not to care, but she was even more confused.

In the afternoon, while Zi Yan was resting, the car rang. Zhuo WeiTing had returned.

But when the door opened, he gave her another big surprise.

"Brother Ting, your family is so big. Do you think I can stay here for the rest of my life?"

The pretty girl held Zhuo WeiTing's arm intimately.

"Of course, as long as you like it."

With a smile, Zhuo Wei Ting helped the beauty carry her luggage.

"Brother Ting, I love you so much. I'll go pick a room first."

As the beautiful lady spoke, she slapped Zhuo WeiTing's face and hopped up the stairs like a little bird.

On the surface, Zi Yan pretended that she was fine, but her heart felt like it was thrown into a blender.

"Brother Ting, I want to stay here?"

Zi Yan didn't want to see it, and she didn't want to know, but Aunt Gui did.

"Miss, I'm sorry. This is Young Mistress's room."

Hearing her words, Zi Yan was in so much pain that she didn't feel it anymore.

She was waiting, waiting for Zhuo Weiting to respond. If he asked her to change rooms, she would.

She just wanted to know if he still had a trace of love and pity for her.

"Min'er, that room is very small. Why don't you sleep in my room?"

Zhuo WeiTing climbed the stairs, but the words he spoke were like an evil hand as he fiercely pushed Zi Yan into hell. It was as if they were already destined to be together.

"Uncle Wang, can you help me move a chair to the garden later?"

Since her home was taken over by others, she tried to leave their line of sight.

It was better to not see than to feel uncomfortable.

Zi Yan, who was in the garden, was holding a book, but could not read a single word.

She heard the girl's laughter and finally remembered where she had seen the girl before.

She was the girl from Zhuo Weiting's wallet.

So it was like this. She was beginning to understand, but now, she could neither cry nor laugh.

Although he didn't know where this girl came from, but judging from her intimacy with Zhuo WeiTing, they were definitely not ordinary.

To Zi Yan, this was a weekend where life was better than death.

The girl moved into her bedroom with Zhuo Weiting.

She had originally thought that Zhuo WeiTing had only let her out of the room, but after observing for two nights, she gave up in despair.

It turned out that he didn't ask for her room, but had instead invited her to a room.

Previously, Zhuo would stay in the study for a long time in the evening, but now, as soon as he finished his meal, he went into his bedroom and didn't get up until the morning to work.

Remembering his promise, recalling that everything he had promised began from the beginning, Zi Yan smiled.

Men were not to be trusted. Men were not to be trusted.