Yu Ina narrowed her eyes and bit her lips in grievance, her fingers unconsciously curling together with a wronged look on her face. She was really pitiful as she scratched her head and said after thinking for a while, "I'm just speaking the truth. She's better at everything than me. This is obvious to all."
"Since she's so nice, why don't you just let her have the beauty of adulthood?" Wu Chen asked flustered and exasperated, like a young wife who had been wronged.
Yu Ina burst into laughter. Her slender fingers caressed Wu Yu's face as she twirled around in a playful ma
er. Her tone carried a bit of a serious and domineering tone. "You can't give that to me. I won't give you to her."
Yu Jin's arms tightened around Yu Ina's waist as he pulled her into his embrace. With a warm smile blossoming in his eyes, he said, "That's more like it. No matter if you want me or not, I'm still yours."
"Fine, fine, fine. You're mine. In the future, I won't have any more money, so I might as well sell you." Yu Ina was gri
ing from ear to ear without a care in the world.
Wu Chen's face darkened. With a domineering face, he glared at Yu Ina, feigning anger. "You can sell me to that girl Yu Ina."
"Yuina can't afford you." Yuina joked, gri
ing happily.
"It doesn't matter. I only want a dollar. She definitely can afford it."
Yu INA dove into Wu Chen's embrace. She greedily smelled the refreshing scent of the Body Soaring Dew on Wu Chen's body. The two of them exchanged a glance. It was as if heavenly lightning had struck the ground. Instantly, they lit ablaze!
That night, Yu Chen and Yu Ina were tightly entangled in each other. It wasn't until dawn that the two of them tiredly fell asleep ??
Jin Zhuwen had just left the courtyard today. Ye Junwen accompanied her every step of the way. Although the conflict between the two had been resolved, Jin Zhuwen, who had just lost her child, still felt somewhat depressed.
She found a copy of Tagore's poem, Birds of the Flying, in her study. It contained a poem, "Life Like a Summer Flower," which she remembered for a long time.
I hear love, I believe in love,
Love is a pool of struggling blue algae,
It was like a tiny gust of wind.
Through the veins of my blood loss,
The faith of those who had been stationed for many years.
She and Ye Junwen had been married for three years, and they had never quarrelled like this before. Jin Zhuwen had also thought about it for a long time, and sometimes, she felt that she was really stupid. Why did she believe Zhong Xinrui, and why did she not want to believe his husband?
Perhaps, all of his doubts and dissatisfaction was because she loved him too much.
Jin Zhuwen lowered her head to look at "Life Like Summer Flower". However, what was reflected in her mind was no longer a beautiful poem. Losing her child made her feel sad, but what made her even more sad was her distrust towards Ye Junwen.
In the last two days, he had been addicted to smoking. Perhaps it was due to the a
oyance in his heart, but Ye Junwen knew that Jin Zhuwen hated the smell of smoke the most, so no matter how much he wanted to smoke, he would still be able to control himself.
He wore a set of hazy blue pajamas. His loose appearance made him somewhat relaxed. Ye Junwen took a piece of gum and walked towards the balcony.
Even though he and Jin Zhuwen had made up, the two of them were unable to break away from the fate of a divorce. Thinking up to this point, Ye Junwen felt that he was very useless; it was only because he did not have the ability to protect Jin Zhuwen that she suffered an accidental miscarriage.
In the silence of the night, the man's clear brows were furrowed, his thin lips were pursed, and the lines of his cold face gave him a sense of loneliness. He slowly stirred his chewing gum and suppressed the rage in his heart, wishing that he could immediately tear that heartless woman, Zhong Xinrui, to pieces!
After about five minutes, Ye Junwen slowly walked into the bedroom. He glanced at Jin Zhuwen's book, which was still in black and white. She didn't turn it over. Ye Junwen smiled as he took the bookmark and put it away.
"Wenwen, it's getting late, hurry up and rest. Stop looking, your eyes will be tired if you keep looking." Ye Junwen crawled into bed, embracing the soft faced Jin Zhuwen, and said with a smile.
When Jin Zhuwen sensed Ye Junwen's presence, he finally came back to his senses. She dove into his embrace, like an ostrich, and buried her head very deep.
"Wen, I've been thinking about this for a long time. Am I being too willful?" Jin Zhuwen's bright eyes looked up. The gentle light shone on her gentle and flawless face, but there was also a sense of loneliness.
"Silly girl, what are you thinking about now?" Ye Junwen knitted his brows. The person he didn't want to see the most was Jin Zhuwen. Ever since Jin Zhuwen's miscarriage, she had been like this the entire time. She was absent-minded and had many thoughts on her mind, making her feel as if she had done something wrong.
Jin Zhuwen didn't know that the more she acted this way, the more pain Ye Junwen's heart felt. Every time she furrowed her brows, it was equivalent to leaving a deep scar on his chest.
"Wen, let's get divorced tomorrow. You don't have to accompany me anymore." Jin Zhuwen's heart clenched in pain, and a slight crease appeared between his eyebrows.
"Wenwen, don't be in such a hurry, alright?" At the very least, I will have to wait until your Yue Zi is seated properly. How can I not worry when you are like this? " Ye Junwen looked depressed. His eyebrows were deeply furrowed and his face was covered by a layer of fog.
"I'm fine now, don't worry about me." Jin Zhuwen shook her head, her pure eyes full of scars.
Ye Junwen felt his heart ache. He had never seen Jin Zhuwen in such a state. It seemed that the loss of her child this time had dealt a great blow to her.
"Wife, I will arrange everything, but I will have to make things difficult for you for a while. Also, we don't need to get divorced. We just need to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau and find a few reporters to release the news."
"What if Zhong Xinrui went to investigate?"
"She won't." Ye Junwen had a profound look in his eyes as he spoke with certainty.
"I really don't want to wait any longer. I feel terrible." Jin Zhuwen's face was sullen, and his brows were tightly knitted. It was as if a knot had been tied up in his heart.
"Wenwen, don't worry, can you wait another two weeks? How can I not worry about your current appearance? " Although his expression was the same as usual, it wasn't hard for Jin Zhuwen to hear the pleading tone in his voice.
Jin Zhuwen squeezed her eyes shut in pain, not saying a word as she lay in Ye Junwen's embrace. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she was truly in a perturbed mood. Was she really going to divorce Ye Junwen?
"Wen, after I divorce you, will you not want me anymore?" Jin Zhuwen abruptly opened her eyes and leaned against Ye Junwen's chest. Her eyelashes were lowered, making it difficult for anyone to see the expression on her face.
Ye Junwen was already so familiar with her that he didn't even need to look at her expression to know his feelings, "I've loved you for so many years, why would I abandon you?"
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