"Suddenly? Isn't it?" Yu Fei smiled and looked at Ke Chen, with blood dripping in his heart, but pretending to be indifferent, "Didn't we plan to get a divorce long ago? Isn't it just right now?"

"Just right? How could it be right?" Ke Chen clutched Yu Fei's wrist tightly, almost crushing her wrist.

Before, Ke Chen was anxious to divorce Yu Fei, but now hearing her say this, his heart is full of hesitation and uncertainty...

There was a pain in her wrist, and Yu Fei still smiled like a flower, "Look, you wanted to divorce me. It's me who have been stubborn and hopeful for you. And now, I have no children, and between us It doesn’t matter! If you don’t get a divorce, is it possible to pretend that nothing happened and continue to live?"

The physical pain intensified, Ke Chen's lips turned white, and his voice was light and fluttering, "Fei'er, even if we have no children now...in the future...we will..."

Yu Fei's eyes are not focused, and the hatred for Ke Chen in her heart is even worse.

Obviously he and Tan Lin conspired to kill his child, why are they pretending to look like this now?

It is too scheming.

Yu Fei twisted for a long time, and finally threw away Ke Chen's hand. She rubbed her strangled wrist, her voice was low and gloomy, "Later? I tell you, we don't have a future!"

There was a knock on the door, and Uncle Zhang came in with a cup of brown sugar **** water.

Ke Chen heard someone coming in, but didn't look at the door. In his eyes, in his heart, there is only Yu Fei.

With a bang, the water glass in Uncle Zhang's hand has fallen to the ground.

The thick carpet sucked away the sound of the water glass falling.

Uncle Zhang came to Ke Chen in a few strides and supported him, "Master, your complexion is too bad, how are you?" Then, he reached out and touched Ke Chen's forehead, exclaiming. "Master, you have a fever, I'll call Master Duan up now."

Uncle Zhang helped Ke Chen to the bed and ran out quickly.

Yu Fei stood not far away, looking up and down at Ke Chen. Enduring the grief in my heart, my heart began to feel remorseless.

A sturdy man who is about eight meters tall, but he is soaked in the rain, why is he so dying? Was Ke Chen really sick, or did he pretend that he wanted to win his sympathy?

Touching his belly with both hands, Yu Fei secretly smiled, it must be the latter.

Since a man can cruelly hurt his child and pretend to be sick and uncomfortable, how can he not do it?

Duan Qingfeng made three steps and two steps, rushing over like a 100-meter sprint.

After a while, Uncle Zhang also followed in panting.

Duan Qingfeng looked solemn and checked Ke Chen, then took out the medicine from the medicine box, helped him to eat it, and helped him change into clean clothes and dry his hair.

Duan Qingfeng began to scold Ke Chen when everything was done, "I said, President Ke, are you trying to kill yourself? I tell you, even if you die, I will pry open your grave and expose you to three days. Sanye! What did you do? Have to make yourself like this? Have you ever thought about how I feel?"

Yu Fei stood on one side, the light above her head struck down, and half of her face was hidden in the darkness, making her look hard to see.

If you don't know the relationship between Ke Chen and Duan Qingfeng, you must think that they have a leg.

In hindsight, Duan Qingfeng found Yu Fei in the room, "Sister-in-law, why are you standing there? Come and take care of Chen."

Yu Fei moved naturally, and in the next second, she realized that she shouldn't do it at all.

She came to the dressing table and pointed to the divorce agreement placed on the side, "I and Ke Chen are going to divorce. Do you think I still need to take care of him?"

Duan Qingfeng's mouth opened slightly, his eyes filled with shock. He looked down at Ke Chen and saw that the person on the bed had his eyes half-opened, and under his long eyelashes, there was endless sadness.

Ke Chen planned to come back and explain everything to Yu Fei, but she took out the divorce agreement. Is it good fortune to make people, or do they really have to come to an end?

"Chen, what is going on?"

Duan Qingfeng knew what Ke Chen thought about Yu Fei. Wasn't this woman not wanting to divorce before? Why did you take the initiative now?

Is it because of the dead child?

Considering Yu Fei's mood, Duan Qingfeng got up and winked at Ke Chen.

When he walked to the door, he said to Yu Fei: "Chen's body is very weak. I will trouble my sister-in-law to take good care of it tonight."

Yu Fei was about to refuse, but Duan Qingfeng had already walked out of the bedroom and closed the door.

...

Not long after Ke Chen came back tonight, Wang Feng knew.

She inquired about the situation of the two of them, staying secretly downstairs and paying close attention to the movements above.

Uncle Zhang and Duan Qingfeng's expressions were not very good, they came down and saw Wang Feng head on.

Wang Feng stood aside, pretending to care about Ke Chen, "How is Ke Chen?"

Duan Qingfeng smiled faintly: "It's fine."

Despite what he said, Wang Feng didn't believe it. She came to the door of Yu Yu's room, thought about it, and pushed in.

The room was dim, the curtains were not drawn, Yu Yu sat on the bedside, staring blankly at the heavy rain outside.

Seeing Yu Yu doing this, Wang Feng was not angry. But she had just slapped Yu Yu not long ago, and she did not dare to act hastily.

With a few words, Wang Feng told Yu Yu about Ke Chen's situation. In the end, she anxiously said: "Ke Chen is not feeling well, so you really don't want to take care of it? Shouldn't you seize the opportunity to perform well?"

Yu Yu didn't look at Wang Feng, still staring out the window, "Don't you let us go up?"

Wang Feng stayed angry and sat beside Yu Yu, persuading him endlessly.

In the large bedroom, Yu Fei dried her hair, went to the bed and lay down, turning her back to Ke Chen.

The wind and rain outside the window beat the window.

The huge glass windows seem to be unable to bear the burden of the wind and rain outside, and then they may break.

Yu Fei tried hard to close her eyes, not thinking about the people behind her. She and Ke Chen are over, and she will leave Ke Family Manor early in the morning, absolutely not lingering.

Ke Chen's sharp pain eased a lot, he moved his body and looked at Yu Fei beside him.

Feeling Ke Chen's approach, Yu Fei's eyelashes trembled slightly, like a butterfly shaking its wings to fly.

Ke Chen slowly lay down and slowly approached Yu Fei.

How many nights, they have embraced each other closely. Only now, things are not.

Ke Chen knew that Yu Fei was not asleep. He should talk to her. He silently stretched out his hand and gently smoothed the hair around her ear.

Yu Fei shrank from the warm skin.

She did not move, and continued to pretend to sleep with her eyes closed.

Ke Chen looked at the people around her, her eyebrows, nose, mouth... all made him feel likable.