I said word by word: "Okay, very good, I will make you regret it!" As I said that, I turned around and walked into the room.

Wen Zeyuan said from behind me: "Are you going to find that man again?"

I didn't realize who he was talking about. After thinking for a long time, he continued: "Ah Xian, Ah Xian, the name is also very affectionate."

I turned around, and his eyes were very calm, with no sign of jealousy at all. He was clearly just threatening me. I became angry again: "Are you following me?"

"You asked me to pick you up that day, and I happened to see you." His calmness was in obvious contrast to mine. I didn't expect that he actually went there that day. Since I heard people talking outside, he must have stayed there for a while.

.I didn’t do anything, so I snorted and said, “You yourself are still confused about Xiang Wan!”

"You don't believe anything I say now. I don't know where you heard the rumors. It doesn't matter if you don't believe me. You can't get divorced anyway. But if you want to make me look shameless, you can try."

I didn't reply, went back to the room, and closed the door. I thought stupidly for a while, and I couldn't figure out why. Did he lie to me before we got married?

My mother called, probably because my mother-in-law said something and told me to go back first. Although I didn’t want to go back and see my father, it was my home after all. I came out and told Wen Zeyuan that I wanted to go back, and Wen Zeyuan said that

I'll drive you back.

He rarely goes back to his parents' home with me. I used to tease him a lot, but he always said he was busy. I didn't expect that we would go back together in this situation. A wry smile appeared at the corner of my mouth, and I looked at the street lights that kept regressing outside the car window.

After arriving home, Wen Zeyuan sat at home for a while. Both his parents and Wen Zeyuan maintained a fragile reputation. No one mentioned the incident, which was polite and embarrassing. When Wen Zeyuan left, my mother pulled me on the sofa.

He sat down and persuaded me: "Meimei, you can't get divorced! You can't let go of that house. Nowadays, it's so embarrassing for a second marriage to be married to someone else."

I buried my face in my hands and said softly: "Mom, please stop forcing me, okay?"

My mother paused for a while and then started to persuade me again. She analyzed the stakes with me, and it was nothing more than how bad my reputation would be after a divorce, how hard it would be to find someone else, and how miserable I would be if I lost my house. I couldn't help but say, "You can't bear to let me go."

Am I going to be like this for the rest of my life? I am also your daughter. He doesn’t touch me at all. Do you know that I’m going crazy?”

My mother was startled for a moment, then comforted me and said, "It will eventually pass. Just be patient. They are a good family."

I said, "It's okay, you don't know Wen Zeyuan's fucking face. Ever since he found out that I had an abortion, his whole attitude toward me has changed."

My mother let out a long sigh and said, "As long as Zeyuan doesn't change his attitude toward you, it's fine. You listen to your mother and dress up nicely. Don't you tell me? A woman must have her own career in order to be respected by men."

I was so annoyed that I even dressed up. At this time, my father sent Wen Zeyuan back. He happened to hear us talking, pointed at me and said: "My behavior is not right, and I blame others for not treating you well. If you dare to divorce, don't reply like this."

Home!"

I raised my head and said, "Dad, you are also a teacher. Can you please be reasonable?"

When my father heard this, he became even more furious: "Your mother spent all the money for your sister to study abroad to buy a house for you to get married. If you didn't mess around outside and ruin the family tradition, what would happen to these things?"

It was the same thing again. I wanted to talk to him properly, but it seemed to be impossible. I just felt the blood rushing to my face. I stood up and sneered: "Why have I ruined the family style?

Tell me, should I sell it or steal it?" I looked at my sister who was holding my father's hand, and suddenly I felt very sad. Studying abroad makes a big difference. I said coldly: "Are you worried about me?
Chapter completed!