Boss, let me be presumptuous for a while

Fu Yang looked at Fu Qing'an's gaze, cold, alienated, with many emotions he had never seen before.

His body trembled and his heart panicked: "Qing'an..."

The woman lifted her lips coldly, and her tears fell drop by drop on the back of the man's hand, causing him pain.

"Fu Yang, I will give up the position of Mrs. Fu, okay? I will give up this position to the woman you love the most, and then I will leave you, okay? Also, you bring your son here, your family Reunion, I beg you, just let me go."

She was crying and talking to Fu Yang, tears gradually blurring her eyes.

"Fu Yang, my heart seems to be tightly grasped by someone. I beg you, don't torture me anymore, okay? Just be kind and let me live, okay?"

Fu Qing'an's final tone gradually softened, with clear pleas.

She is really humbled to the extreme.

She was crying and crying, suddenly lifted the quilt, and got up.

Then, she suddenly knelt down in front of Fu Yang. She kowtowed to Fu Yang, pleading every word: "Fu Yang, I beg you, okay? I beg you, you just Let me go, okay?"

The man's heart was suffocated, he took a step back, and clenched his fists: "Fu Qing'an, do you want to leave me that much? Don't you love me?"

Looking at Fu Qing'an like this, his heart felt like it was being torn apart heavily, and it hurt so much.

The woman looked up, her eyes were full of tears: "Yes, Fu Yang, I really want to leave you."

The man clenched his fists, and he gritted his teeth: "Fu Qing'an, let me tell you, don't have any delusions! You can only belong to me!"

He stepped back, and suddenly swung the water glass on the table hard, and the glass shattered with a "bang", making Fu Qing'an tremble in fright.

The man looked at Fu Qing'an, he sneered, then turned and left.

Seeing Fu Yang leave, Fu Qing'an got out of bed in an instant, and ran towards Fu Yang barefoot.

She knelt down with a "bang", hugged Fu Yang's leg tightly, and begged in a voice: "Fu Yang, I beg you, I beg you, can you let me go? I beg you Already!"

The man's body trembled, he never thought that he and Fu Qing'an would get to this point today.

He clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles crackling.

"Fu Qing'an, do you want to die?"

He couldn't bear it anymore, and grabbed Fu Qing'an's neck tightly, with such force that the woman's face turned pale all of a sudden.

Her eyes rolled slightly, the corners of her mouth curled up coldly, and she had difficulty breathing: "Fu Yang, you strangle me! You strangle me to death! Hehe! You strangle me! If you strangle me, you will take that woman surnamed Ye with you!" Come back...cough cough!"

Her complexion was blue and white, Fu Yang's complexion changed, and he threw her away heavily in an instant.

The man looked down at Fu Qing'an, suppressed the pain in his heart, and curled his mouth coldly: "Fu Qing'an, let me tell you, my Fu Yang is only widowed, not divorced!"

He tugged at his collar coldly, then walked out, and slammed the door with a "bang".

In an instant, darkness returned to the room.

Fu Qing'an lay on the ground, her tears rolled down silently, like a humble dog.

She clenched her fists tightly, panting heavily, and sneered: "Fu Yang, I want to leave here! I must leave here!"