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Han Jing stopped and looked at Xia Zhi.

Yang Yazhu was upset, "This is our marriage, what are you looking at Xia Zhi for? Are you really that reckless to leave our marriage to someone else? "

Hearing that, Xia Zhi's heart was filled with helplessness, she laughed bitterly and turned to leave.

Yang Yazhu's face was pale white, she staggered a few steps back and leaned against the wall, gritting her teeth: "Han Jing! "You are a devil!"

"Not surprising." Aren't you dancing with the devil all the time? " Han Jing smiled lightly, reached out and patted her shoulder, "Consider it carefully. I hope to see you home in a week at the most. "Oh right, if you're bored, go join a cooking class. I'm already tired of those dishes you've cooked, it's time to change to something new!"

"Aren't you afraid that I'll poison you to death?" Yang Yazhu said hatefully.

"Afraid! Of course I'm scared! But I was happy to think that I was dead and your parents were with me on the road to the Yellow Springs. Also, don't even think about asking Pei Yaochen or Xia Zhi for help, because the moment you say it, it would be the day your parents die! Don't think I can't do it! I, Han Jing have muddled along for so many years, do you really think that I am not by your side? " Han Jing laughed arrogantly.

Yang Yazhu felt as if a thunderbolt had exploded in her ears, causing her to feel dizzy and her head to buzz. After a long while, she finally said with a trembling voice, "You're just lying to me!"

"Whether you're scared or not, just give it a try." Han Jing laughed loudly as he turned around and quickly left.

Yang Yazhu powerlessly fell to the ground and started to wail.

When she returned to her hotel room, she had calmed down.

He pushed open the door and entered. was sitting on the sofa with the remote control in his hands.

His eyes were glazed and he wasn't looking at the TV. It was clear that he was either daydreaming or thinking about something.

Yang Yazhu walked over, extended her arm behind her and gently hugged her shoulders, saying in a low voice: "Xia Zhi, I'm sorry."

She really did hate herself.

She knew that Han Jing was a ferocious tiger, and would eat people with a single bite, but she was willing to follow him for a tiger for so many years, thus bringing Xia Zhi endless pain.

She was now regretting her decision. She wanted to struggle out, but no matter what, she couldn't break free.

No matter how bad he was, she still pitifully loved him. Until two hours ago, she was still angry at Xia Zhi for forcing her to divorce him.

She clearly knew that Xia Zhi doing all this behind her back was for her own good, but she was still angry and jealous …

Of course, apart from the fact that she still loved him, he was also in control of her parents' lives.

She had already fallen into that trap and could not drag her parents in.

She could not let down her old parents, so the only thing she could do now was to let down Xia Zhi.

There's an old saying that goes: If one does not take oneself, the heavens will kill the earth and the heavens.

She was no exception …

Xia Zhi came back to her senses, and held her hand sorrowfully, "I don't blame you. I know what it's like for a woman to be in love. Back then, you had already seen through Pei Yaochen's true appearance. You tried to persuade me time and time again, but when have I ever heard of it? For something like this, other than the fact that the person in question had decided to leave, no one else would be able to do anything else. I should not have done those things behind your back. I'm the one who should say sorry. "

"No. Don't say that. I know you're doing this for my own good. I don't blame you. Really. I don't blame you. " Yang Yazhu said as tears quietly flowed out.

"Don't cry, don't cry." Xia Zhi's heart ached inexplicably.

"I don't want to cry. It's just that I can't live up to my expectations." Yang Yazhu raised her hand and wiped away her tears. However, these tears were like a spring, no matter how she wiped them, they would never stop.

Xia Zhi became even more bitter, "Since I can't wipe it clean, then I won't rub it off, I might as well let it flow out painstakingly. After a good cry, I'll have a few drinks with you. Maybe after you get drunk and go to sleep, you'll figure out what to do next. In short, no matter what decision you make, I will be your solid backing. "

"Xia Zhi! You are very kind! " Yang Yazhu no longer restrained herself and started to cry while hugging her.

That night, Xia Zhi accompanied Yang Yazhu in laughing and crying before finally falling asleep drunk.

When he woke up the next day, it was already dusk.

Xia Zhi found herself lying on the living room's wool carpet, with a thick blanket covering her body.

And all around her was a pile of bottles, brandy, Rafiel, and beer.

Looking at the messy pile of bottles, Xia Zhi felt a headache. It was obvious that they had cleaned up all the wine on the wine shelves last night.

No wonder he had slept for almost an entire day, no wonder his head was aching so much, his stomach was hurting so much, and he was covered in cold sweat.

She struggled to her feet, found her bag, pulled out a stomach pill and swallowed it, then peeled off a Snickers rack and put it in her mouth and ate it whole. Only then did she feel better.

She called out as she walked: "Yazhu? Where are you? "

The bathroom door opened, and Yang Yazhu, with her messy hair and deep pale face, walked out slowly like a ghost. She held something in her hand.

Xia Zhi staggered over, and knocked her on the shoulder lightly with her head, and asked dizzily: "Your alcohol capacity isn't bad! "She actually woke up earlier than me."

Yang Yazhu gently pushed her away and said hoarsely: "I have it."

Xia Zhi did not hear it clearly, "What's there?"

"I'm pregnant." Yang Yazhu said word by word.

Xia Zhi was startled, she suspected that she heard wrongly, and laughed as she pushed her away a little, "The consequences of getting drunk is too severe, I can't help but feel dizzy and dizzy. What did you just say? Say it again. I didn't hear you. "

"I'm pregnant." Yang Yazhu repeated, and placed the pregnancy test stick under her nose, "Two bars."

Seeing the two red stripes, Xia Zhi's head hurt even more. For a moment, she did not know what to say.

Just as she had awoken, she was still fantasizing about how Yang Yazhu would know what to do next after crying, laughing, and falling asleep. But now, her daydreams had obviously been shattered.

She understood Yang Yazhu too well.

In the past, Yang Yazhu was an extremely unrestrained woman, but after meeting Han Jing, the unrestrained woman disappeared.

Of course, she knew that Yang Yazhu had struggled bitterly before, even now, she was also struggling.

However, it was all in vain.

Because there was an additional bond between Yang Yazhu and herself.

And this shackle was something that would last forever …

Yang Yazhu looked at her with reddened eyes, "Don't you have anything to say to me?"

Xia Zhi laughed bitterly, "You know what I want to say."

Yang Yazhu bit her lips, "I don't know."

Xia Zhi took a step back, and asked softly: "You really want to hear it?"

"Of course!" Yang Yazhu nodded heavily.

"Then …"

Before she could finish, Yang Yazhu suddenly raised his hand and cut her off: "Don't say anymore! I don't want to hear it! "

Xia Zhi really shut her mouth.

Yang Yazhu painfully lowered his head and said in a low voice, "I really do know what you want to say. I know better than to listen to anything you say. Xia Zhi, I am hopeless. Don't try to save me again. I can't get rid of him. It was heaven's will. God let me meet him to fall in love with him, and it was God's will that brought this child to me when I wanted to divorce him. Don't tell me it's not good for children. I know everything. I just want to try again. Be a child for yourself. If one day I really can't go on, then I'm going to die. I don't blame anyone. "