The corners of Ye Yiding's mouth were bleeding, and he reflexively wanted to return the punch, Zhang Nan turned around and walked towards me quickly, causing Ye Yiding to pounce in the air. I was pulled and stuffed into the car by Zhang Nan, and before I could speak, he slapped me hard: "Ke An, you are enough!"

Am I enough? What am I enough? I covered my face and looked up at him inexplicably. Zhang Nan's expression seemed to hate me, and it was unprecedented hatred. Through the windshield, I saw that Ye Yiding was still standing in place, also staring at us fiercely. I suddenly no longer felt aggrieved, but asked confidently, "What am I enough?"

"You know best what you have done yourself, you don't need me to repeat it!" Zhang Nan saw that I still dared to talk back, and raised his hand to hit me again.

Zhang Nan's approach was approaching, and finally I had no way to retreat, I stretched my face over, and even straightened my stomach, raised the decibel and said: "Fight, you'd better beat me to death here!"

Half-sounded, Zhang Nan's raised hand fell down gently, and for the first time, he didn't stubbornly fan me again. Maybe he didn't expect that I, who had always endured humiliation, would dare to contradict him like this. Maybe when he saw me at this moment, he remembered the chaste martyr who swore to die before marriage and wanted to denounce him.

Zhang Nan didn't speak again, and slammed down the accelerator with a hard kick, and the car quickly picked up speed, and soon bypassed the Ring Expressway at a speed of 200 yards per hour, and went straight to Shangfeng's villa area. I pulled the doorknob tightly, for fear that something would happen, and even if I divorced the child, I still wanted to keep the child.

When I got home, I was so frightened that I saw the withered yellow chrysanthemums in the garden, and the little people who were about to rot after being soaked by the rain, but I still couldn't continue to hold back. Stretched out his hand to grab Zhang Nan, who was walking inside, pointed to the messy pile and asked, "You should know who did this, right?"

Zhang Nan turned his head and just glanced at it, sneered and asked rhetorically, "It's not clear who did it?"

"Looks like you understand. I let go of his hand, grabbed him and walked inside, saying, "Otherwise, let's talk about divorce." ”

Sometimes cowardice is like a floodgate, if you close it in your heart, it will expand endlessly, and once you open the door and release it, you will find that your power will be endless. From returning my hand to Xu Anzhi, to no longer flinching in the face of Zhang Nan's slap, the floodgates were completely opened and energy began to be released...

I really can't stand this kind of torment, every day I have to worry about Xu Anzhi attacking me and my children at any time, and I have to speculate about those incomprehensible truths. If I don't get rid of it, even if I don't get hunted down by my creditors, I will be driven crazy to death. I'm fed up and I really don't want to live like this anymore.

The word divorce has been mentioned countless times, but the first time I brought it up, Zhang Nan was several times more surprised than in the car.

Seeing that he stopped and didn't enter the house, I urged, "Come in, I've already thought about it." After speaking, I turned around and went into the house, and glanced at the coffee table, and the black tea I didn't finish that day, which reminded me of Shi Xiaodan.

After about ten minutes, Zhang Nan rushed in front of me and asked nervously: "Ke An, why do you want to divorce? You tell me, what did you put in Duoduo's bottle? Do you want to find a place to hide after the divorce? Are you afraid that we will hold you responsible?"