I have to say that Zhao Zhu is a tolerant rival in love, and being willing to tell such an important matter is equivalent to single-handedly repairing the devastated marriage between Zhou Xu and Song Boyu. z.br>

Zhou Xu is not a person who has a long love for children, what he wants, he doesn't need Song Boyu to like it or not, he just wants this person.

Many years ago, he recognized Song Boyu as Mrs. Zhou, so he could only be her in this life.

But lately, even he's been a little exhausted.

Zhao pulled him up from the abyss one by one, drank two more glasses at the table, and went back drunk, but his mind that had been congested for so many days seemed to suddenly open.

The footsteps stumbling upstairs, holding on to the handrail of the stairs, finally walked upstairs and pushed open the door to the room.

Song Boyu hasn't slept yet.

How could she sleep.

After losing the child, every day when she opened her eyes and closed her eyes, it was the shadow of the child, and when she saw Zhou Xu coming back, she hurriedly put away the small socks in her hand, which were children's socks, very cute, she bought them casually, and she hadn't decided whether to take the child off at that time.

Now that the child is gone, he can only see things and think about people.

turned off the bedside light, she closed her eyes sideways, pretended to be asleep, and didn't talk to Zhou Xu, as if she could pretend that she hadn't seen it, and if she didn't meet, there would be no dispute.

But this time Zhou Xu didn't plan to let her go, he walked to the head of the bed, looked at Song Boyu's trembling eyelids, and felt helpless, her clumsy little methods were okay to use in front of Zhao Zhu, but in front of a person like him, it was really pediatric.

I took off my tie and sat on the edge of the bed.

He took out a black wooden box from his pocket, it was delicately made, the edges were polished smoothly, the curled edges were hooked with gold, and when he pressed the gold button, the lid opened, and inside was a pink diamond ring.

He took it off, lifted Song Boyu's finger and put it on.

Song Boyu was immediately awakened, and the moment he opened his eyes, he took off the ring, and then threw it on Zhou Xu, "Don't disgust me with those things, I don't need it."

This is the ring that Zhou Xu took a lot of effort to get, and the one in the past was thrown away by Song Boyu after she had a miscarriage, as if symbolizing the breakdown of this marriage, and he used the ring to consolidate it, which is not difficult to understand.

What Song Boyu doesn't want is not a ring, it's this marriage.

"After tomorrow, you can go wherever you want, and I won't find anyone to follow you anymore." This is Zhou Xu's promise, he should learn to get rid of his bad habits, control and possessiveness, and should not exist in his wife.

Since he was a child, he didn't have a mother, his father was greedy for profit, he didn't learn how to love someone, he was designing and possessing Song Boyu.

Before she knew him and didn't know who he was, he set up a game to seduce her, let her step by step into this marriage, and never go out again, so he gave up his young love.

Song Boyu no longer trusts him, how deep and calculating he is, she knows that after she lost the child, in order to vent his anger, he broke one of his third brother's arms alive and made him a cripple.

Such a ruthless man, how could she believe that he was a gentle and elegant Sven in the first place, she was simply blind.

"Wouldn't it be better to divorce directly than such a high-sounding action?"

This is Song Boyu's appeal, but Zhou Xu will never agree, when it comes to divorce, his eyes are a lot darker, holding the ring, he turned over, the smell of wine all over his body burned the air, and it was attached to Song Boyu's ear, and he said in a straight voice: "Starting tomorrow, wear a ring."

Song Boyu was about to struggle his hand away, but Zhou Xu suddenly clenched, "Boyu, I am reluctant to hurt you, but I know who you care about, if you don't eat well and be Mrs. Zhou, I can only use him to open the knife."

He was referring to Zhao Zhu.

This is Song Boyu's weakness, he knows it very well.

"He's been so badly injured, what else are you going to do?"

Song Boyu could only see Zhao Zhu's injury, Zhou Xu's eyes were full of pity, but it was pity for himself, he raised his hand and held Song Boyu's chin with his big palm, as if to engrave her appearance in his heart, "I'm more injured than him, I."

I lost my own child."

*

After entertaining until late at night, Zhao Chai sent Song Yong back to Chu Ying.

He drank a few more glasses, he was drunk, Zhao Zhu drank less, and maintained a relatively sober consciousness, Chu Ying thanked him, took Song Yong, and called his aunt to send Zhao Zhu, but he was in a hurry, his appearance was in a hurry, his back was lonely, and he had been alone for so many years.

Chu Ying helped Song Yong upstairs, changed his clothes for him, wiped his hands with a hot towel, comforted him while wiping it, touched his cheeks, and made sure that he was not too hot before he was relieved.

"Why do you drink so much?" Chu Ying's tone was involuntarily much softer, "Didn't you say that I would accompany you if you can't sleep?"

Her words, Song Yong could hear half and half couldn't.

In a daze, he grabbed her hand and put it on his lips, kissed it constantly, and took out a piece of jade from his pocket, a little like a person who was going to be a father, and put the jade in Chu Ying's palm.

"What is this?" Chu Ying pinched Song Yong's fingers, and the slight pain made him feel a little.

He turned, confused, "...... for the children."

"This is your piece?"

Song Yong also had a piece of jade herself, which was given by her mother, and later given to Chu Ying, and after Chu Ying returned it, she wore it on Zhang Jiayu's neck, which caused her bad memories, and she threw it to Song Yong without thinking about it, and smashed it on his face, and the clear pain made him wake up most of the time.

He was greeted by Chu Ying's abuse, "I don't want what other women have worn!"

"What other woman?" Song Yong grabbed the piece of jade and sat up, his face turned red, aggrieved and wronged, "This is what I asked my uncle to get, and I can keep it safe, not my piece."

Chu Ying was skeptical, regardless of whether it was true or not, but she still thought of the piece of jade that Song Yong gave to Zhang Jiayu, "I don't want these things from you, I give them when I'm good with people, and I have to go back when I'm bad, I can't afford it, and I can't afford it."

That's what Song Yong did do.

It was these past injuries that made Chu Ying dare not become his wife again, even if he had a child, he was only worried that the child would be hurt like himself.

"I'll have brought it back a long time ago." Song Yong fell drunk on Chu Ying, leaned on her, pressed on her legs, put his ears close to her lower abdomen, took the fast jade and pasted it, and read like a fool, "I just hope that he can be born early and say good things for me, let alone a piece of jade, my entire net worth is his."

"Who wants your net worth?"

Song Yong's ears were pressed, and every sentence was vague, and it was all drunken words at all, "Then you tell me, whatever you want, I will try my best to satisfy you, as long as you are willing to stay......