Fu Zichen drove and galloped, took Tang Luoran out of the area near Biqing Garden, passed through the bustling and lively neighborhood, entered the "Splendid Garden", and stopped at the door of the villa. Most of the people in the area were bought by rich people who had no money and no money, so few people came out.

Extinguishing the fire, Fu Zichen leaned back and fell on the back of the chair, he closed his eyes, his handsome face condensed, "You and Jiang Hanchen, explain clearly in three minutes"

Interpretation? Explain why she appeared at Jiang Hanchen's house?

Tang Luoran sat in the passenger seat, glancing at Fu Zichen through the front mirror, his face was not shocked.

She didn't have to explain anything to him, she didn't do anything out of the ordinary, and she didn't think he was qualified to inquire about her whereabouts.

After all, he hadn't done that in the past five years.

After a moment of silence, Tang Luoran remained silent, obviously planning to rebel against Fu Zichen, and she would not swallow her anger anymore.

"Since you don't want to tell me, I won't force you, but—" Fu Zichen said, he paused, and turned his head to look at her, her delicate side face even more beautiful and moving in the moonlight outside the window.

The cramped space made their breaths intertwined, and they became more and more dull.

But because of this, he felt that the atmosphere was a little ambiguous.

She was not a person who would bring up the old things again, but thinking that this might be a good way to test her, Fu Zichen still tried and continued, "You have to explain to me today's matter, what did you do to Yin Zi?" ”

His tone was calm and heart-wrenching.

The delicate body shook suddenly, Tang Luoran's eyes widened, and the hand that grabbed the hem of the windbreaker clenched tightly, grabbing the hem of the clothes to the crease, but she was indifferent, and her mind always echoed his figure—the indifferent figure when he left categorically today.

Even though she told herself again and again not to feel heartache, she still couldn't control it.

It's all come to this point, and her heart is still touched by his every move.

She didn't hesitate for long, except for a brief silence after the shock, and then after she regained her composure, she responded to him calmly, "I didn't do anything!" How many more times do you want me to stress it? Or is it that I am such a person in the first place, no matter how many times I explain it, you will never believe it. ”

She was angry, even angry.

For some reason, a trace of warmth suddenly hit his heart, making Fu Zichen's hand grip on the steering wheel relax, he turned his face away, hiding a smile at the corner of his mouth, while secretly figuring out the meaning of her words.

When it came to Yin Zi and him, Tang Luoran felt as if he had eaten explosives, at first he didn't believe it, but now after so many tests, he can finally come to the conclusion that she really cares about the intimate every move between them.

That is, she is jealous.

As soon as such a thought came to mind, the unhappiness caused by what happened today was swept away in an instant, and his attitude was warmed up because of it, but in her opinion, it was all a virtue!

"I don't need to stress it again, I don't have to worry about you this time, but you can't use this incident as an excuse to associate with other men." Emphasizing word by word, Fu Zichen did not look at her, but looked straight ahead.

On the deserted street, except for the Bentley he parked in front of the villa and them, there were no vehicles or pedestrians.

The cold wind blew, the green trees rustled outside the window, and when the wind poured into the car, Tang Luoran had already rolled up the window, and the cold wind blew her eyes dry, and she was already tired.

She was silent, but that didn't mean she had acquiesced to the condition.

Why? There was originally a nominal relationship between her and him, and now she has become a junior who intervenes between him and Yin Zi, do she still need to be afraid of gossip from the outside world? What's more, Fu Zichen didn't care which man she was dating at all.

He just wanted to leave her alone to taste the pain of loneliness, better than a bird in a cage, imprisoned by him until death.

Where does the confidence come from?

In a trance, there was a sudden sound of turning the key in her ears, and then the engine was started, and she turned her head to look at Fu Zichen - he was using his mobile phone to control the security system in the villa, so that the door outside the villa automatically opened to both sides.

There was no doubt that he wanted to drive the car in and drag her to stay overnight at the villa.

No!

"Fu Zichen, please let me go down to cause any misunderstanding!" She spoke quickly and firmly.

She couldn't pamper him like she used to, because she had already made up her mind.

Misunderstand? She and Fu Zichen are husband and wife, but now they can only use misunderstandings to interpret their relationship, and the indifference can be imagined!

Tang Luoran was so excited, not only did he not make Fu Zichen angry, but he couldn't help but smile indifferently, a flash of light flashed in his bright eyes, and the next second he regained his calm.

"I never intended to consult with you, this is the notice. Also, if you want me to let go, I can tell you bluntly, impossible. ”

As she spoke, she could already hear the dull sound of the black openwork door opening, and Fu Zichen began to turn the steering wheel, ready to drive the car in.

He couldn't care so much for a while, Tang Luoran grabbed his hand and tried to stop him, while repeatedly emphasizing, "I have made up my mind to divorce you, what you should do now should be to bookmark the divorce agreement, so that it will be good for us." ”

She could no longer waver, this place was no longer hers.

The originally happy face changed in an instant, the hand holding the steering wheel was weighted, Fu Zichen gritted his teeth, the air pressure around him plummeted, he stepped on the brakes, turned his head to glare at her, anger burned in his eyes.

This is not the first time she has mentioned divorce, the first time he can be regarded as not knowing, but the second time, he has to face up to this problem.

"Divorce? You think about it easily, do you know what you have to pay for divorce now? He said word by word, as if he deliberately reminded her not to play with fire and be careful of provoking fire.

It's a pity that she is no longer afraid.

No matter what the price is, she only wants a divorce now, she can't bear this kind of life like a widow, and she has to endure the indiscriminate bombardment of her by the outside world every day, forgiving her for not being psychologically stressed.

Clenching her fists, Tang Luoran's attitude was quite resolute, she said, "It doesn't matter to me what the price is, I just want to divorce you now, that's all, now you just need to sign the divorce agreement, I don't want any of your money." ”

She had a dream for five years of youth, and waking up at this moment was a vanity after all.

Is it just a matter of signing?

"I refuse." A few words faintly spit out from her thin lips, which made Tang Luoran suddenly angry, and she was just about to argue, but when she turned her head, she saw not his delicate face, but his strong chest.

Subconsciously leaning back, her back against the back of the chair, he still pressed down.

Wrapping her in his arms, he leaned over and kissed her.

"Hmm......" Tang Luoran struggled, but she was powerless to change the status quo, she was not in the mood to do such a thing at all now, she only had that letter of resignation in her mind, if he could sign the divorce agreement, she wouldn't have to be tortured so much.

Her lips were slightly swollen from the kiss in the moonlight shining through the window, and a strand of silver hung from the corner of her mouth.

The atmosphere inside the car is becoming more and more ambiguous.

She was still rejecting him, but it was clear that it was no longer working.

Anyway, he didn't care about her feelings, so what's the point of her struggling like this?

Gradually, Tang Luoran was also lost in his arms, and she no longer pushed.

For some reason, at such a time, he suddenly remembered his life with her for the past five years.

In this life and in this life, she will be imprisoned.

The moonlight outside the window was pale, obscuring a cart of spring light

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Finally, Fu Zichen let go of Tang Luoran and returned to the main driver's seat to calm down the desire to ignite again.

And although Tang Luoran was still panting, her whole body was sore as if she had fallen apart, but she couldn't wait to put on the clothes that had been left aside one by one, she didn't speak, just stiffened her face.

It's not angry or sad, maybe it's because she's already dead.

It just baffled her that he was doing this.

He obviously doesn't love her, but he still has to be entangled to death, which is incredible.

"I won't change my mind about the divorce, and I hope you can figure it out, I'm gone." After getting dressed neatly, Tang Luoran endured the backache, pushed the car door, got out of the car, and closed the car door.

She stretched out in the direction she came, her back lonely, even more lonely on the deserted street.

"It's cold." Tang Luoran wrapped her trench coat tightly, but she couldn't block the invading wind, every time she took a step, her body hurt as if it was falling apart, but she still gritted her teeth and insisted.

His body still had his temperature, reminding her of the heat just now.

She rubbed her shoulders, but she couldn't warm herself.

I don't know if this cold is cold in the body or cold in the heart.

The next day, Tang Luoran went to work as usual.

Stepping on the steps and pushing open the revolving door, as soon as Tang Luoran appeared, everyone in the hall invariably shifted their eyes to her, and then gossip came from her ears, and she could probably guess the content.

However, she still calmly and quickly walked around the service desk, turned the corner into the corridor, and there were many people waiting in front of the elevator door, because of her arrival, they moved back one after another, making a way for her.

The hand that reached into the pocket of the windbreaker was clenched, Tang Luoran gritted his teeth, and looked fixedly at himself reflected in the elevator door - his moving face revealed a cold aura, which made people dare not approach.

Even if he pretended to be nothing, the gossip continued to come from behind him.

"Sure enough, it's a bad look, can being good-looking destroy other people's feelings? usually pretends to be how tall he is, but in fact, he doesn't seduce men for money. This snarky voice is very familiar, if you guess correctly, it is Song Jiajia's voice.

Swallowing his saliva, Tang Luoran closed his eyes and pretended not to hear.

Fortunately, no one dared to cater to Song Jiajia, after all, it would not be good for him to anger anyone, so it was better to remain neutral, so that neither side would be offended.

Song Jiajia resented her.

When she opened her eyes, the elevator door had already opened, and Jiang Hanchen was standing in front of her, looking at each other, he hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled heartily, "Was it okay last night?" Did you get home safely? ”

He didn't speak loudly, but it was enough for the people around Tang Luoran to hear.

It's easy to misunderstand, no, it's obviously misunderstood.

There have been a lot of rumors about her outside, but now it's even better, adding another topic to those news media, and I don't know how many people will be secretly attacked by her behind her back.

But forget it, anyway, she is self-purifying, so what is there to be afraid of.

"Okay, thank you." Tang Luoran smiled slightly, and passed by him, after all, they didn't go the same way, and they were destined to miss out.

I don't know how Jiang Hanchen feels when he knows that she is already a married woman.

She thought that even if she had thoughts, she would be disillusioned overnight.

went upstairs, went to the lounge to change the white coat according to the custom, the movement was a little bigger, and a burst of soreness hit her waist, making her unable to move, and she could not continue after a while.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was there, Tang Luoran picked up the mirror that his assistant put on the table, and lifted the collar of the turtleneck sweater off the mirror, revealing his fair neck, only to see that the white skin was printed with spots, which were still red yesterday and have been bruised today.

Thinking of last night's heat, her first reaction was not a blushing heartbeat, but a slight frown in her willow eyebrows.

obviously doesn't like it, but she still has to be entangled, she doesn't understand Fu Zichen more and more.

"Dr. Tang, what are you doing?" In a trance, a soft call suddenly came from behind her, which startled Tang Luoran, she quickly let go of her hand, let the collar cover the spots on her neck, put down the mirror, and turned her head to look at the door - the assistant leaned against the door frame.

Shaking her head calmly, Tang Luoran turned around and picked up the file on her desk, "Did the pregnant woman in ward 608 agree to the examination today?" Tell her she only has two children and either remove them or cut the tumor. ”

She walked briskly to the table with her cup and coffee maker, and as she walked there was no clatter of her heels on the ground.

"Not yet, I said I still want to talk to you, Dr. Tang, why didn't you wear high heels? It's a rarity. The assistant turned his words and pointed to the pair of sneakers on Tang Luoran's feet, which she seemed to have never seen before.

Even this small detail was noticed, which surprised Tang Luoran.

I can't tell her that she changed her high heels because of backache, Fu Zichen was too rough last night, and she hadn't been touched for too long, so the soreness was natural.

"Nothing." Tang Luoran treated it indifferently, she bypassed the assistant and walked out quickly, and at the same time, the mobile phone in her pocket also rang - it was still a strange call, but she didn't hesitate and answered the phone, "Hey, who are you?" ”

There was no sound on the other end of the "......" phone, only the sound of steady breathing reminded her that the other party was still holding the phone.

"Hello? Are you listening? Tang Luoran asked again, but this time he was hung up, "Di-"

Inexplicably, she didn't even react.

If it was a mistake, he should have hung up the phone when he spoke for the first time, but the other party waited for her to ask before hanging up the phone, which is incredible?

Could it be that something is going to happen?

Shaking her head, Tang Luoran blinked, subconsciously feeling that it was her own delusion, and her long legs wrapped in slacks strode away, and she walked towards the end of the corridor to check on the pregnant woman.

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