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Chapter 17 Fu Chunxi, get out!

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    Looking at Yang Keyuan's triumphant appearance, and the flamboyant handwriting on the paper.

    Song Yijing firmly grasped his hand, and his eyes were reddened rapidly.

    Even though she had made psychological preparations early, when this moment really came, her heart felt as if it was deeply cut by something, and the pain continued.

    Giving up this relationship, giving up loving him, made it harder for her to imagine.

    She didn't say anything, fearing that she would expose her weakness in front of these two people, and tried to break away from the agreement in her hand.

    Yang Keyuan thought she wanted to tear it up, so she pulled it back.

    Then she acted like a loving mother stroking her belly: "Song Yijing, don't play tricks. I don't want the child in my belly to lose his father as soon as he is born!"

    In exchange, Lu Qinfang became restless, and ran forward in great surprise: "Keyuan, is this true? That is such a great joy!"

    Yang Keyuan murmured coquettishly: "Auntie, it's all because of Brother Chunxi, he has been clinging to me recently!"

    Song Yijing couldn't listen anymore, every minute and every second was like suffering.

    Forget it, let it go completely!

    She took a deep breath and interrupted the joy of the two: "Give it to me, I'll sign it. But I hope you keep your word and stay until I recover and leave!"

    She really wanted to rush out the door and forget everything here.

    It's just that Dad still has to take care of Mom, she really doesn't look like that to go there.

    At least until she can walk around as usual.

    At this time, Lu Qinfang fully demonstrated her generosity: "For the sake of seeing my grandson who is about to be born, it is regarded as doing a good deed. Whoever lets the stray cats and dogs on the side of the road, our Fu family will also help them!"

    When Song Yijing held the pen, her hand trembled uncontrollably.

    The tip of the pen touched the paper, and each stroke exhausted all her mental energy.

    Farewell, Fu Chunxi.  From then on, we can only be passers-by, and there is no intersection at all!

    Seeing that she finally signed, a strange light flashed in Yang Keyuan's eyes.

    "Song Yijing, who asked you to compete with me for a man. In the past, although I didn't have the upper hand, I made you notorious. Now, if I don't make a move, someone will take care of you for me!"

    Seeing the two of them leaving with an agreement, Song Yijing could no longer control her true emotions.

    A certain part of her heart was emptied, she leaned decadently on the wheelchair, and burst into tears.

    Yang Keyuan, who had just left the courtyard, saw Lu Qinfang who was smiling.  Afraid that things would be revealed, I decided to speak clearly.

    "Auntie, in fact, I lied just now. I'm not pregnant. You won't blame me, will you?"

    Although Lu Qinfang felt disappointed, she still held her hand with a smile: "Silly boy, why would Auntie blame you? We should take extraordinary measures to deal with that kind of woman, otherwise why would we take this trip today."

    Ever since signing the divorce agreement, Song Yijing became ill and developed a high fever.

    The anxious Sister Wang was going to make a call, but she stopped her.

    She still had this right before, but now that they are both divorced, there is still no shame in sticking to him.

    Burning in a daze, she couldn't tell whether it was reality or illusion.

    Little by little, Fu Chunxi's caring face appeared, he held her in his arms, and personally fed her medicine and water.

    In a soft voice, she whispered in her ear: "Yijing, don't get sick, I will feel bad!"

    Sister Wang looked at Song Yijing who was holding her hand tightly, talking nonsense in her dry lips.

    She shook her head lightly. She only heard the quarrel in the morning and didn't know what happened.

    Otherwise, we should take advantage of his wife's illness to persuade my husband to come back, maybe the relationship between the two of them will improve.

    Song Yijing slept deeply, until she woke up, it was dark.

    Being sticky all over her body, she softly called out to Sister Wang, but no one answered.

    Get up alone, trying to wash your face.

    I just splashed a few handfuls of water on my face, and I haven't had time to dry it off yet.

    Suddenly there was a "bang" outside the door.

    She called softly: "Sister Wang, is that you?"

    There was silence for a while, but no one responded, she climbed the wall suspiciously and moved out.

    It was Fu Chunxi who caught her eyes, and she rubbed her eyes in disbelief.

    Seeing him lying on the small sofa, his clothes looked a little messy, and he could smell a faint smell of alcohol.

    She suppressed the throbbing throbbing in her heart and comforted her.He himself was just drunk, maybe he went to the wrong place because he was crazy about drinking.

    The two of them have nothing to do with each other now, and the agreement was signed this morning, and it was the woman he was thinking of now who personally delivered it to his door.

    "Fu Chunxi, you go, why are you here now?" She tried to drive him away in a cold voice.

    Fu Chunxi, who was lying there, lazily opened his eyelids, and shouted at her angrily: "Where are you telling me to go? Song Yijing, you are really talented, and you are the one who begged me to come back. You are not good, why not?"  You have the strength to attack me, you think this young master wants to come back!"

    Maybe it was because she was so sad, she yelled at him: "Why are you here with me? It doesn't matter if you are looking for your Keyuan or Lily! Go away Get out!"

    He yelled several times in a row, and fell to the ground when he moved too much.

    Fu Chunxi was ignited by her crazy behavior, who was originally drunk.

    Squatting down halfway, watching her with squinted narrow eyes: "Song Yijing, you actually let me go! You want me to find someone else, but I want to sleep with you!"

    Song Yijing, who was lying on the ground, felt the man's terrifying intentions.

    She wanted to escape, but she felt a stabbing pain in her leg, so she couldn't move.

    Tears fell wantonly, stood up slightly, and looked at him with love and hatred: "Don't come over, don't touch me!"

    Seeing that she was so repelled by her, Fu Chunxi's dark eyes intertwined with unexplainable luster.

    Then he hooked his lips evilly, and picked her up from the ground: "Song Yijing, the more you don't want me to touch you, the more I want you to submit to me!"

    She fell into the bed, waving her hands there, begging in horror: "Fu Chunxi, please let me go, I really can't do it because my leg is hurt!"

    Fu Chunxi picked up her shirt, and his black eyes were full of anger: "Excuses, you are all excuses, you just want to find a wild man! Song Yijing, I hate you!"

    The word "hate you" completely tore up all her consciousness. As the saying goes, telling the truth after drinking is the truest emotion in his heart.

    He used marriage as a bait, put her in shackles, snubbed her wantonly, humiliated her, and trampled her

    It was just a game of revenge, and she was the only one who got caught in it, and she was the complete fool!

    Song Yijing lay there distraught, looking at the crazily abusive man, all kinds of pain mixed together, almost made her faint.

    Biting his lips, silently shed the last blood and tears.

    The journey to purgatory was finally over, and the man fell asleep contentedly.

    Song Yijing couldn't move, so she could only stretch out her arms and struggle to reach the phone receiver.

    Sister Wang, I received a call.  When he caught up, he saw the miserable state on the bed.

    She regretted it too much, and said over and over again: "Ma'am, I'm sorry! I shouldn't have called my husband to come back. Mr. He is too much. Your legs and feet are still not good. How could he treat you like this!"

    Song Yijing didn't care about being ashamed, and let her put her clothes on, shaking her head helplessly.

    Blindly repeating: "I don't blame you, it's me who is guilty!" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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