Han Jianing has questions, and Duan Lang will try his best to answer them.

As for believing it or not, it is entirely Han Jianing's own business.

Duan Lang didn't want to explain more, after all, almost all about his past were painful memories, and Duan Lang didn't want to let this woman bear his pain.

"Duan Lang, I'm asking you very seriously. Han Jianing gritted his teeth and said sharply.

"Aren't I answering you seriously?" Duan Lang asked with a smile.

"You ......" Han Jianing was choked speechless by Duan Lang's words, she carefully sorted out her thoughts, and only took a deep breath before she gritted her teeth and said. "Okay, even if what you say is the truth, then ......" Han Jianing stared at Duan Lang with a pair of angry eyes, she was already very sure that Duan Lang was a person who didn't shed tears without seeing a coffin, and said. "What happened to that medicine bottle you threw out the window the last time you ate?"

"What medicine bottle?" Duan Lang asked, pretending to be nonsense. In his heart, at this time, he became extremely anxious and uneasy. Last time, didn't he try his best to throw the medicine bottle out of the window before his spirit lost control? At that time, Duan Lang always thought that what he was doing was very secretive, but where did he know that he was actually seen by his wife Han Jianing. What should I do now?

"Duan Lang, are you still pretending?" Han Jianing sneered, his eyes couldn't help but be filled with despair, and said.

"What am I pretending?" Duan Lang continued to pretend to be nonsense, and said seriously. "My good little Ning'er, I really don't know what medicine bottles you say are not medicine bottles. ”

"Good. In Han Jianing's eyes, he couldn't help but feel a strong disappointment in Duan Lang and said. "Duan Lang, I see that you don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin. As he spoke, Han Jianing took out a medicine bottle from his pocket and raised it in his hand. "Don't tell me, you don't know this vial......"

"This ......" damn it, Duan Lang couldn't help but curse in his heart, he knew this, he shouldn't have thrown the medicine bottle out last time, it's good now, he was discovered by his wife Han Jianing, right? "Wife, what is this, where did you get it?"

"Duan Lang......" Han Jianing's voice has become extremely cold. This time, she must get an answer from Duan Lang's mouth, she must.

"Okay, okay, I admit it, I admit it......" Helplessly, Duan Lang only admitted it and said. "This vial is mine, but it's not a medicine ......."

"It's really not medicine?" Han Jianing's face became even more gloomy and asked.

"Not really. Duan Lang said.

"Duan Lang, you finally admit it?" Han Jianing said.

"I, what do I admit?" Duan Lang asked as if he didn't understand, a little puzzled.

"What this bottle contains is not a drug, but a drug called Anle No. 3, which is as toxic as heroin, right?"

"Yes, hey, it's not ......" How does Duan Lang feel, today's things, more or less, have a lot of things wrong?

"Duan Lang, it turns out that you have been taking drugs all along?" Han Jianing shouted.

"I ......" The answer given by Han Jianing made Duan Lang cry and laugh for a while. "I said, my good little Ning'er, your imagination is inevitably a little too rich, how can I take drugs, didn't I tell you just now, I have a virus, and I often lose control of my body, and this drug is just a drug for some mental trauma, that's all. ”

"Okay, Duan Lang, since we have been married for so long, have you ever regarded me as your wife for a moment, even if it is a minute or a second?" Han Jianing's voice was full of depression and despair, and he asked.

"I ......" Duan Lang didn't know how to explain it for a while. Because, there are some things that cannot be explained at all. When Kelly gave him this drug, she clearly told him that this Anle No. 3 can be called a drug, but it can also be said to be a drug, as for whether it is a drug or a drug, it all depends on what kind of mentality the person who uses it has and what kind of use it is used for.

"Don't you like to make up lies, you continue to make up?" Han Jianing said with a roar. She was extremely disappointed with Duan Lang. She can accept this man to be a child, not doing his job, not understanding the world, idle, and indulging in flowers...... Because of these, in the end, it's not a big problem at all.

However, as for drug use, Han Jianing is absolutely unacceptable.

"Jianing, you're too impulsive now......" Taking a deep puff of his cigarette and stuffing the cigarette butt into the ashtray, Duan Lang said with an extremely complicated expression.

"Am I impulsive?" The corners of Han Jianing's eyes were already filled with tears, but she still pretended to be strong, because she couldn't tolerate drug abuse.

"Rest early. Duan Lang stood up and prepared to go out.

"Duan Lang, you stop me. Han Jianing saw that Duan Lang was leaving, and his delicate body directly blocked Duan Lang's body and shouted. "If you don't make it clear today, don't think about going out of this door. ”

"I've already said everything that needs to be said, what else do you want?" Duan Lang asked. He knew that the matter of Anle No. 3 was only a few words, and he couldn't explain it clearly. Since Han Jianing has already decided that he is taking drugs, no matter how many words and tongues he has, in Han Jianing's view, it is just a wording or an excuse.

"Duan Lang, you, how can you do this?" Han Jianing shouted.

"From the beginning, I was such a person, and you are not unclear. Duan Lang said. "You need an answer, I'll give you an answer, you need an explanation, I'll give you an explanation, but you don't believe it, what can you do for me? Sorry, I'm sleepy......"

"Duan Lang......" Seeing that Duan Lang was leaving, Han Jianing blocked him again and shouted. "Since you're so stubborn, I'm going to divorce you......"

"You, have you figured it out?" Duan Lang's heart suddenly ached and asked.

"Yes. Han Jianing said sharply. "Unless ......"

"No need...... don't receive," Duan Lang directly interrupted Han Jianing's words and said. "I'm just a prodigal kid who doesn't learn and doesn't know how to do it, and I have low character, bad morals, and a gambling addiction, so I'm not worthy of you President Han at all, you want a divorce, I agree, this is a relief for you and me, okay?"

"You, you ......" Han Jianing was like being struck by lightning, his eyes were scarlet, his face was pale, and he stared at Duan Lang in disbelief.