her.When dealing with Xu Qinghuan, one can only use a slow and gradual approach.If love is expressed too intensely, it won't move her; it will only make her want to run away! This woman has a lack of...Chapter 220 You've Thought It Through, Choosing Nie Zhi Sen

Hearing the sound, Fu Yan shi suddenly raised his handsome face to look at her.

His suit was crumpled and wrinkled, his shirt buttons torn loose, and the dark depths of his eyes were now bloodshot, like a wild beast trapped in the long darkness, suppressed yet sharp, making it hard to breathe.

"You're lying to me, aren't you"

Xu Qinghuan frowned, "What"

"You're not really choosing Nie Zhisen, are you It was just hot-headed talk, wasn't it"

She suddenly withdrew her hand, instantly masking all her concern for him, feigning impatience. "I thought Mr. Fu would be able to let go, but I didn't expect him to be a clingy type too! It's just a pity, this play, I don't want to continue acting in it anymore—"

Before Xu Qinghuan could finish her words, Fu Yan's kiss, laced with aggression, pressed down upon her.

He swallowed all her remaining words, the ones he didn't want to hear.

At the banquet, his kiss was frantic, devoid of desire or technique. There was only the taste of blood, like rust, spreading from a broken lip, neither of them knowing whose it was.

Ke Xu Qinghuan, like a puppet, allowed herself to be controlled and exploited.

Fu Yan when, drunk, was unwilling to yield. This kiss became even more fierce, pushing her onto the carpet and pinning her hands above her head with both of his.

He lost his mind and started tearing at her clothes.

"At this dinner, I'm here to sign a divorce agreement with you. I'm not a prostitute!"

But the difference in their strength was vast. His chest was hard and solid. In a moment of desperation, Xu Qinghuan could only raise her hand and slap him across the face.—

Fu Yan's whole body stiffened, and all his movements stopped there.

Xu Qinghuan didn't expect she would hit him. She was a little afraid, after all, she was facing a drunk man. He had already lost his reason when he kissed her, and now doing anything wasn't surprising.

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Even during this tense moment, Fu Yan still didn't turn to face her and say anything cruel.

He couldn't say it.

The two just stared at each other, and time seemed to flow by like that.

"You've made your choice, then. Choose Nie Zhi Sen."

As soon as he spoke, it was still that phrase.

"Yes."

When Xu Qinghuan nodded, she clearly saw that a certain string in Fu Yan's eyes had broken, breaking apart...

He turned his back on her to give her time to get dressed.

Our marriage is a contract, with clauses for breach of agreement.

"I know." Xu Qinghuan fastened her shirt buttons. "I'll find a way to pay you back."

"No, you just need to agree to one last thing from me, and this agreement is void, we... are square."

Xu Qinghuan was startled, "What's wrong"

"Marrying you was part of a carefully laid plan. I was afraid you would suspect something, and I was afraid my parents would find out and stop me. That's why the wedding wasn't part of the plan."

"...."

"I've contacted the wedding planner, chosen a date, and we'll have the ceremony in the morning. In the afternoon, I'll go with you to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get divorced."

Xu Qinghuan's hands clenched tightly, barely managing to suppress the tears threatening to spill.

"No, I don't want any wedding."

"This is my request, Xu Qinghuan, can you have some contract spirit"

She stopped speaking and simply watched his back.

After a long while, she let out a soft "mm."t to clash, neither willing to give in, Xia Wan'yu quickly said, "Auntie, I remember I still have something to deal with. Seeing that you've woken up, I feel relieved. I'll go back to work first and c...