Chapter 1932

Seeing her silence, Su Mo Han became more and more irritable. He got up and said in a cold voice: "it should be clear before you marry me! Whether you love or not, this marriage has the final say. "

Words, creak a chair sound, Su Mohan turned and strode away, a pair of fists clenched tightly, eyes sour, it seems that how can not accept the fact that she does not love him, but if love, how can she want to leave?

Ye Fei also got up and looked at his back and said in a low voice: "Su Mo Han, you can't solve the problem by threatening and domineering."

"So it's divorce?" Su Mo Han kicks the chair in front of him and strides away angrily.

Ye Fei sighed, turned around and quietly picked up the dishes and chopsticks. She went back to the sofa and watched the TV.

It's really different, but what's the difference? She couldn't tell

Can you still love me?

At least, she did not know that she did love

But why does it feel different today?

Su Mo Han, is my heart sick?

Or is it dead?

If it really doesn't love you anymore, what should I do?

For eight days, ye Fei did not see Su Mohan again, nor did she receive a call from him. However, every time she planned to go to the hospital to see An'an, he would always call a driver to see her off. So she knew that he should have been around all the time, just because of her request, she didn't want to see her.

Until the ninth day, ye Feifei was sitting on the sofa with her stomach up and looking at the baby rearing book. The door was pushed open.

Ye Fei turns her head and looks at it. She is in a trance.

Su Mo Han is standing in the position of the porch in silence.

When he came back, he still wore the clothes he had left that day. He didn't change his clothes for three days. His eyes were full of blood. His eyes were full of blood. His eyes were always dark. His beard, which was often clean and tidy, grew pale blue stubbles, which was more untidy than ever before.

Aware of her eyes, his hands clenched more tightly, as if to say something, but so difficult to speak.

"I'll find you a suit and put it on." Ye Fei knew his habits and got up.

Su Mo Han looked at her back, with a faint voice: "this marriage, must leave?"

Ye Fei was silent for a while and said softly, "Su Mo Han, I think it's appropriate for us to separate for a period of time. Our present state It's not very suitable to continue to be together. I think it's better to calm down

Su Mo Han clenched his fist and opened his mouth in a low voice: "is it OK to keep calm?"

"I can agree to separate for a period of time, not to disturb you, we calm down each other, but divorce, impossible!"

His tone is very light, with a touch of pleading, but also with the wipe overbearing, complex and difficult to say.

As if afraid of her persistence, he added: "this is my biggest concession."

Ye Fei is still silent, seems to be thinking, but Su Mo Han can't help it any more. She pinches Ye Fei's wrist and drags her to himself: "you really want to leave me like this!"

"I said, this is my biggest concession, if you still insist, you don't want to leave me half a step!" Su Mo Han's tone is a bit gloomy, with a touch of paranoia.

Ye Fei stares at him for a while, finally nods and whispers: "good."

Smell speech, Su Mo Han seems to be this just a sigh of relief, holding her hand a little bit relieved.