Just then, Ning Xiaotang who was watching coldly from the side spoke: "Forget about it, Uncle Chen, this is my family's matter, let's not get involved, I think that Big Sis Yan has a headache already, let's go."

Hearing that, Uncle Chen sighed, he could only let go of Yan Xueman and leave with him.

After the group left, without caring about her clothes that had been ripped off while struggling, Yan Xueman rushed in front of Lu Zhinian, grabbed his arm, and asked with red eyes: "Lu Zhinian, tell me honestly, have you and that woman ever done anything before?!"

Lu Zhinian flung her hand away fretfully and said as he walked towards his bedroom: "I did it, I did everything, hurry up and divorce me."

He never thought that he would admit it so readily. Yan Xueman felt pain and anger at the same time.

She chased after Lu Zhinian once again, blocking Lu Zhinian's path to the bedside. She grabbed onto his jacket while baring her fangs and brandishing her claws, "I won't divorce, I won't divorce! Lu Zhinian, don't think that you can throw me off just like that, I'll tell you this, even if I die, I won't let you go! "

Lu Zhinian wanted to shake her off, but she kept grabbing onto him with all his might, his sharp nails fiercely digging into his skin.

"Let go!"

He did not want to have any physical contact with this woman right now.

He did not let go at all, and even pushed onto the bed. Yan Xueman reached out to take his clothes, "I don't believe that you've done it with her, I definitely don't believe it!"

Yan Xueman's hysterical actions would only increase a bad impression in Lu Zhinian's heart.

Lu Zhinian finally found a chance to shake her off. Unable to take it any longer, he angrily smashed the bed, "How am I so unlucky?

Yan Xueman was stunned by his roar.

Although Lu Zhinian didn't like her in the past, he had never expressed his feelings for her in such an intense manner.

Now that he had suddenly expressed it clearly, Yan Xueman only felt pain in her heart as if someone was grabbing on to him.

"Lu Zhinian, say what you just said again."

If you listened carefully, you could see that the woman's voice was trembling violently.

Let alone saying it once, even if Lu Zhinian wanted to say it ten times, he was willing to, but facing Yan Xueman, he had no interest to say anything.

He silently shifted his gaze, and suddenly found Ning Xiaotang's phone on her bed.

Ever since Mu Beihan was angered to death last time, the sickroom never came to visit him again.

That day, Song Hanlu finished her work on the few bottles of perfume in her hands and took some time to visit her.

Coincidentally, Yan Luoluo's body had also recuperated quite a bit, so she asked Song Hanlu: "Han Lu, have you tried it recently? I want to temporarily stay at your house for a while."

Song Hanlu was startled: "What's going on, you suddenly want to stay at my place?"

Yan Luoluo hadn't told her what had happened, but simply told her about the matter of her miscarriage.

"Something has happened to the Mu. Right now, only by marrying him can we solve the problem. Mu Beihan is in a very difficult situation."

With just that one sentence, Song Hanlu understood Yan Luoluo's worries and worries.

"You can live in my house anytime you want, but Rolo, there's something I want to ask you. Don't you think that what you're doing right now is a bit too self-protective?"

Hearing this, Yan Luoluo was silent, his heart felt like it was being pressed down by a huge boulder, and was so heavy that she couldn't even breathe.

She never thought about this problem, she only felt that she could not place all her hopes on Mu Beihan. Mu Beihan had too many bodies, one day he would be forced to retreat due to all kinds of pressure, so she had to leave herself a way out. She had to take good care of Fanfan!