Chapter Seventy-Three: Let's Get a Divorce

As soon as Jiang Yechen saw her pale face, he knew that Nanxiang had been drenched in rain for a long time.

He took a step forward and reached out to grab Nan Xiang.

However, Nan Xiang actually took a step back and avoided him.

Jiang Yechen's eyes became even more complicated, and the light in his eyes was like a wind and snow in advance.

He grabbed her wrist strongly, and said in a deep voice again, "Follow me in!"

His hand touched Nan Xiang's cold skin, and his fingertips fluctuated slightly, how could Nan Xiang's hand be so cold?

Nanxiang confinement sat badly, and fell into the confinement disease of being afraid of cold, and the family doctor once said that it could not be drenched.

Jiang Yechen's eyes immediately deepened countless times.

Nan Xiang's footsteps stopped in place as if they had taken root, and the door finally opened, but she was reluctant to walk in with Jiang Yechen.

"What are you crazy about in the middle of the night? Why don't you go in and let the next people see our jokes?" Jiang Yechen used a little force in his hand, extremely displeased.

Nan Xiang suddenly exerted all his strength and broke free from his hand.

Jiang Yechen's face instantly darkened, Nan Xiang was so bold, now even his hand was pushed away.

He stepped forward in a rage, but Nan Xiang suddenly took a few steps back, and then called out his name almost patheticly.

"Jiang Yechen. ”

Jiang Yechen's face froze, and he didn't dare to imagine that this was Nanxiang's attitude towards him.

Her heart was as dead as ashes, as if she was deeply broken.

What's wrong with her?

Didn't you just tell her where Jiang Zhan was?

Nanxiang is not stupid, he guessed that it was an old house, why did he waste his body like this in the rain?

The man's eyes narrowed into a cold light, and Nan Xiang's indifferent call made him inexplicably bad, and even surprised him.

"There's something to go in and say. He patiently stepped forward again and took her hand.

Nan Xiang dodged again.

"Nanxiang, don't challenge my patience!"

Jiang Yechen's face was dark, and it was the first time that Nan Xiang directly resisted like this.

As usual, he probably went berserk.

But tonight, looking at Nan Xiang who was so pale in the rain, he endured his anger stubbornly, only when Nan Xiang was punished by Liao Peiyan for being in the rain, he was in a bad mood.

In addition, she has just been stimulated in the hospital.

"Don't you want to see Jiang Zhan? He was inside, and he didn't go in to change his clothes and sleep with him. ”

Jiang Yechen said to her sullenly, trying to ignore the irritability in her heart.

But Nan Xiang didn't follow his intentions as usual, she suddenly raised her head, and the seriousness in her eyes had the power to make people panic.

Her lips were bloody, and her lower lip was bitten and polished with blood.

He looked firmly at the handsome man in front of him, his face stained with rain and mist had no expression, but his eyes were full of sadness, like a dead fish leaving the water.

She suddenly opened her mouth to Jiang Yechen and called his name again: "Jiang Yechen." ”

Then he said slowly, "Let's get a divorce." ”

The rain was silent, time seemed to freeze, and both of them took root in place.

After Nan Xiang spoke, an indescribable pain spread in her heart, and her head went blank in an instant.

Even she didn't expect that she would say it impulsively, in front of Jiang Yechen.

Her face was as pale as a pickaxe, and the back of her head was heavy and buzzing.

A crisp sound of bones broke the cold atmosphere, and Jiang Yechen's eyes were terrifying for a moment.

And Nanxiang's eyes are also as red as a glow.

"Say it again. Jiang Yechen clamped her wrist, and the devilish force almost crushed her hand bones.

Nanxiang's wrist throbbed, and his painful body also softened.

The rain may have obscured everything, only she really felt how her tears flowed after saying those words.

After marrying him, she never thought about leaving him and leaving their home.

For three years, she endured it silently.

But she also has a bottom line, she can't endure it again and again, her husband snubs her when she needs it.

Not only did they not tell her where their children were, but they also stayed with other women.

She's human, she's flesh and blood, and she's going to hurt.

Since, everyone thinks that she is not worthy of Jiang Yechen? Since, Jiang Yechen also hates her so much!

What reason is there for this marriage to continue?

Nan Xiang didn't know how to answer, she moved her lips, the soles of her feet were terrifyingly soft, as if she was going to fall down in the next moment.

"Isn't that a relief?" she struggled to stand still, meeting his dark eyes.

No one knew how much pain she had, and she didn't expect Jiang Yechen to know.

Shouldn't he be happy when she mentions divorce? Hasn't he always wanted to get rid of her?

"You want to be liberated so much, are you miserable with me?!"

Time seemed to have passed for a long, long time, Jiang Yechen's eyes shot out of ice coldly, and he looked at Nan Xiang viciously, and those awe-inspiring coldness all hit Nan Xiang's heart.

His hand pinched out thick green tendons, the joints pinched and rattled, and there was a violence in his eyes that Nanxiang had never seen, and he was horrified to see.

Nan Xiang avoided Jiang Yechen's gaze, and she suddenly felt a little scared and even regretful when she woke up.

She lowered her head, and Jiang Yechen suddenly restrained her arm, forcing Nan Xiang and him to look at each other.

"Isn't this the best choice? no one is optimistic about us being together, and you hate me for ruining your reputation, only we are separated from ......"

Nan Xiang wanted to dodge but couldn't, so she had to answer, but as soon as she moved her lips, Jiang Yechen snatched her words,

"Enough. ”

"Don't let me hear you say that word again!"

Jiang Yechen glared at her with scarlet eyes, and his tone was full of terrifying warnings.

Nan Xiang's eyes widened and he looked at him with a blurred vision.

She tried to speak, but suddenly there was a severe dizziness in her head.

Her feet slipped, and her body tilted uncontrollably. I couldn't bear it in the rain for too long.

"Nanxiang. ”

Jiang Yechen's eyebrows furrowed, and he hugged her quickly.

Nan Xiang's body was soaked, cold and terrible, and the moment he hugged her, a lot of rain brushed Jiang Yechen's hands.

The man's eyes were complicated, he looked at Nan Xiang, who was weak in his arms, shielded her from the rain with his body, and picked her up.

The maid guarding the door took the initiative to give way, and Jiang Yechen carried Nanxiang into the house.

Nanxiang had a fever, she woke up in a drowsy and slept very unsteadily.

Sometimes it feels like it's in the fire, sometimes it's an ice cellar.

In the haze, it seemed as if someone had touched her hand, and she felt the pain of pins and needles, and cold liquid entered her body. She wanted to open her eyelids, but she couldn't wake up in a groggy state.

It wasn't until the afternoon of the next day that Nanxiang woke up.

She opened her eyes and saw two figures in front of the bed.

A strange white figure, holding a thermometer in his hand, said to another figure.

"Mr. Jiang, the young lady's fever has dropped to thirty-eight degrees, and the fever can go away with another injection at night. ”