Chapter 257: Episode 115: Stopping Yen Zhengjin from Smashing the Shop, The Madness of Xiaowu and Jiang Xian_5
A hundred yuan, in Yen Zhengjin's heart, was hardly considered money anymore!
Searching on the commercial street, indeed, Yen Zhengjin found his ex-wife's clothing store.
What he didn't realize was that Li Zhiyan had already followed behind him.
Watching the staggering Yen Zhengjin, Li Zhiyan quietly waited for the opportunity to carry out his mission.
As soon as he entered the store, Yen Zhengjin knelt down.
"Wife, come back home with me!"
"I want to remarry you!"
A young girl who was picking out clothes saw a drunkard behaving like this and ran off screaming on the spot.
Jiang Xian also didn't expect that she would suddenly see Yen Zhengjin.
Although Yen Zhengjin knelt there, Jiang Xian's heart was very firm.
From the moment this man insulted her with those vulgar words, she had nothing to do with him ever again.
To remarry was utterly impossible.
"Please leave at once, look at what you have become; we're divorced now, we don't have anything to do with each other anymore."
Jiang Xian's tone was very cold; both her son and her husband had utterly disappointed her.
Thinking of those disgusting text messages from just now, Jiang Xian felt an even stronger aversion to Yen Zhengjin.
Now in her heart, there was only one person, Li Zhiyan, and that was all.
Moreover, she had even massaged Li Zhiyan's hand with her own; their relationship was no longer merely that of an elder and a younger relative.
Since their relationship had undergone a qualitative change, Jiang Xian felt that she should be wholeheartedly devoted to Li Zhiyan.
Her body and heart could not bear any traces of anyone else.
"I'm begging you, wife, remarry me!"
Yen Zhengjin had no intention of leaving.
He stood up and cursed: "You whore! Do you think you're so precious!"
Except for Aunt Shen, who only wore black stockings ordinarily.
But now, Aunt Fang also often wore black stockings; she did it to motivate herself, to prepare for pregnancy.
She wanted to conceive the fruit of her love with Yen Zhengjin as soon as possible.
"Auntie Jiang..."
"Are you okay?"
Watching Jiang Xian, who seemed quite frightened, as if she had lost her soul, Li Zhiyan gently held Jiang Xian.
"Wu wu... Xiao Yan, you scared me to death."
Jiang Xian's heart, after all, was that of a woman; facing such danger, she instinctively felt very frightened.
Now her tears were not of sadness, for Yen Zhengjin was completely meaningless to her.
Her heart held only fear and sorrow, nothing more.
"Auntie Jiang..."
Gently patting Jiang Xian's back, the two of them hugged each other tightly.
After a while, Jiang Xian took the initiative to kiss Li Zhiyan and slowly extended her jade hand.
"Xiao Yan..."
The two held each other close; inhaling Jiang Xian's scent, Li Zhiyan whispered in her ear: "Auntie Jiang, I want to kiss."
"Didn't we just kiss?"
Saying these words, they embraced relaxing in each other's arms.
Jiang Xian felt her mood relax considerably, having Li Zhiyan by her side was so good.
"Not that kind of kiss, but another kind."
"You helped me, and I ought to help you."
Li Zhiyan whispered closely in Jiang Xian's ear.
Jiang Xian's heart pounded fiercely.