But Yi Beihan's gentle eyes kept falling on the face of the woman in his arms. Occasionally he glanced at Xia Yan casually, and saw him retreating while hugging Chen Xi, "Don't get too close, be careful of infection."

Then he brought a chair, took out his handkerchief and wiped it twice, pressed Chen Xi's shoulder, asked her to sit down, and said in an ambiguous tone: "Don't you say you are tired? Sit down for a while!"

"Yeah." Chen Xi looked up at her, a sweet taste overflowing from the corner of her mouth.

However, just like her raising her head, the clearly visible traces of ambiguity on her neck instantly burst into Xia Yan's eyes——

His breathing suddenly stagnated, and he was accompanied by a dull pain in his chest——

That night, when he saw the ambiguous marks on her neck, did he also feel the same suffocation?

"Han, let's talk, shall we?" Xia Yan looked at him, lifted up the quilt on his body, and wanted to get out of bed.

Yi Beihan looked at her and frowned lightly, "Ms. Murong is weak. If you have anything to do, just talk to her on the bed. But, I'm sorry, I want to make a correction. Please take care of my girlfriend's feelings and don't talk anymore." Call me by my name, especially one word."

"Han, listen to me, Shen Zhuolie and I -" Xia Yan got out of bed, looking painful and eager to explain.

But when Yi Beihan heard the words Shen Zhuolie, he interrupted her directly and coldly, without giving her a chance to explain, "I'm sorry, you are my ex-wife now, you can be with whomever you want." Together, that is your freedom. You don’t have to report to me. Of course, I am not interested in hearing it. At the same time, I solemnly remind you, please don’t call me a single word again! Because you don’t have the qualifications now - "

Xia Yan saw the unsatisfactory indifference in Yi Beihan's eyes when he looked at her, and felt extremely uncomfortable. The wings of his nose were so sore, and the next second, tears fell down.

Yi Beihan watched her shed tears. Not only was he unmoved, but he glanced at her with a mocking look, "Since our arrival has made Miss Murong so unhappy, let's leave first."

As he spoke, Yi Beihan gently grabbed Chen Xi's hand, then looked at Xia Yan, whose eyes were blurred with tears, and continued to hit her already deeply hit heart in a very official tone, "We are husband and wife after all, if anything happens in the future If you can help me, please feel free to ask. I see that you are not in serious condition, so I will ask the secretary to bring you the divorce agreement to sign in the afternoon, is that okay?"

Xia Yan was stunned by his shock. The words she wanted to say to him were clearly on her lips, but she couldn't utter a single word...

Looking at the charming and sweet girl in her arms, Xia Yan seemed to see himself in the past, so young and in such a beautiful age...

The misunderstandings between them are one after another, and they can no longer be explained clearly in one or two sentences...

Maybe - letting go is a kind of relief for them. Although the process will be painful, it will eventually pass...

Yi Beihan is right, love is like a mirror. After it is broken, although it can be repaired, the cracks on it can never be erased...the only way is to replace the mirror!

Xia Yan looked at him, looked at him deeply, and finally——

She smiled stiffly. No one knew how much strength she had to use to say these words against her will, "Mr. Yi, your girlfriend is so beautiful."
Chapter completed!