She has wasted so many years.

Now, Yan Shanyue doesn't want to waste any more.

"Li Zhiwei is dead. No one's going to be able to get in the way of us? "

A sign of haste.

Yan Shanyue looked at Ying Wang's face, but she said, "Ying Wang, you may not know why my marriage with you has come to this day? Not because of Li Zhiwei, but because of you. I thought, after the divorce, you will become different! But now I know that there is nothing different. After divorce, you are still like this. In this world, not everything has a reason. You go. For the sake of our two children, I don't want to tear my face with you. "

Ying Wang holds Yan Shanyue's hand tightly. He has nothing now.

He wants a home.

He wanted to hold her.

She was the last piece of driftwood in his life.

"Wife, let's remarry."

"I refuse."

Yan Shanyue releases Ying Wang's hand and leaves with a smile.

Ying looked at her back and walked in front of Yan Shanyue.

His big hand, a grasp of Yan Shanyue's arm, and then Yan Shanyue pressed to one side of the wall.

"Wife, don't go."

At this time, the hope, like crazy.

Ye Tianxin and Li Qingcang look at each other, and they run to Ying Wang and Yan Shanyue.

Ying Wang took out a fruit knife and put it against Yan Shanyue's neck.

"Wife, remarry, OK?"

"Wife, we used to live together, OK?"

"Wife, I know I'm wrong. I'll correct it later. Wife, I want to be with you."

The voice of Ying Wang, one after another, has the meaning of a few wisps of sadness.

He can't lose her.

His life, can't have her.

"Hope, it is impossible to remarry with you."

Ying looked at the hand dancing with the fruit knife and exerted a little force. On his face, there was a gorgeous and determined smile.

"If you don't remarry with me, die. Die together. "

"Dead? Do you think I'm afraid of death? " Yan Shanyue's eyes were full of firmness, and he continued: "I'd rather die than live as before. To me, being alive is not only a noun, but also a symbol of life and death. It also has more meanings, such as dream...

Li Qingcang stepped forward in time to separate Jiawang from yanshanyue. How about Jiawang having a fruit knife as a murder weapon ?

What he is facing is Li Qingcang.

Li Qingcang is the king of the army.

To him, it is as simple as breathing.

It's a very relaxed and natural thing.

Li Qingcang grabs the fruit knife in Ying Wang's hand. Yan Shanyue walks to Ying Wang's face with a smile and reaches out his hand. He slaps him in the face.

"Look, you really let me down."

Looking at Yan Shan Yue's back from afar, there is an indescribable sadness and pain in his heart.

She was disappointed.

She didn't even want to look at him.

"Uncle Ying, I think you have some mental problems. I suggest you consult a psychologist."

Looking at Ye Tianxin's face, he didn't speak.

Turn around and leave.

Is there something wrong with his mind?

How could that be possible?

He's a doctor himself.

How could he have a problem.

Li Qingcang called him and told him that if he wanted to appear at the exhibition, he might do more things that could not predict the consequences.

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