Chapter 18: You Clearly Love Me
"I don't want to tell you anything other than anything about you and me!"
In a nutshell, there was resoluteness in his words, and it was clear that he was talking about the photo, and it had nothing to do with him.
"Okay-" Ji Yang swallowed the pain that surged from his heart to his throat, "I won't investigate the matter of the photo first." I ask you, are you serious about divorcing me? β
The same question, since Jian Yan got the divorce agreement from Liu Yutao, she has asked herself countless times.
Jian Yan looked at him with a solemn expression, and spit out one word heavily:
"Yes!"
- This is the final answer she came up with after careful consideration, from the chaos of a thousand things.
Eyebrows hurt. Ji Yang twisted the pain, suppressed his voice and asked:
"Why?"
Jian Yan looked at the tip of the grass at his feet, "You sign the agreement, and I'll tell you." β
Ji Yang finally broke out, and slapped his palm heavily on the trunk of the tree beside Jian Yan.
The trunk of the tree shook, and the green leaves on the branches swished violently.
At the same time, he also knocked his phone on the trunk of a tree.
The screen was shattered, but it couldn't match the level of his heartbreak at the moment.
In short, he slowly closed his eyes and hid the pain and struggle in his eyes.
Ji Yang didn't pity her and pinched her chin, forcing her to turn her face to herself, and when he saw the wetness oozing from the corners of her closed eyes, all his anger was drawn into gentleness at this moment.
"In short, you love me. You clearly love me! β
Ji Yang's words didn't seem to be revealing Jian Yan's intentions, but like giving himself a proof question.
The result of this problem is on the bright side, but he does not know the complicated proof process.
Jian Yan opened his eyes, and the tears in his eyes all faded, leaving only a red and glamorous determination.
"I'm going to divorce you, it's not about love."
She didn't deny her intentions, which added most of the comfort to Ji Yang's painful heart. His broken heart gradually healed, and most of the painful feeling that had been peeled off his heart came out of his mouth with a sigh, and his eyes looked at Jian Yan one by one, and his low voice contained infinite tenderness:
"If you complain that I have too little time with you, I will postpone the rest of the work......"
"Ji Yang." Jian Yan's voice was calm, but it was like a thunder that sounded on the ground, cutting off Ji Yang's voice. She looked up at last Ji Yang's gaze, and her whole heart fell into the deep and charming whirlpool in those eyes. Her hands were clenched together, and she pressed her sharp fingertips against her fragile palms to keep her composure. "I don't blame you, andβdon't make me look down on you."
Ji Yang was puzzled, "Then what's wrong with you!?" β
Jian Yan opened his mouth, and at this moment, the broken screen of the mobile phone in Ji Yang's palm suddenly lit up, and the beautiful ringtone of the incoming call sounded leisurely.
The bell keeps ringing.
Ji Yang didn't hear it.
He stared at Jian Yan intently, as if waiting for an answer.
ββ¦β¦ You answer the phone first. β
Jian Yan turned sideways, wanting to step aside to avoid suspicion. She moved, but was trapped in a broad bosom by the arm wrapped around her.
Jian Yan looked at him, but his eyes were stinged by the hand that Ji Yang raised.
Ji Yang's palms were red and stained, and when he slapped the trunk in anger just now, he was ground out by the rough bark texture.
The blood on the side of the wound stained Jian Yan's eyes.
When Ji Yang looked at her, she avoided her gaze, and she could hide the pain in her eyes.