A Different Husband Every Day

In the past, whether it was resentment, trouble, or even hatred, it was because there was still deep love in my heart, but now Xia Ran really has no strength.

Ran Ran, give me some time, give me some time, when I'm ready, I'll tell you everything...

Isn't six years enough? Xia Ran smiled bleakly, I lost my memory for a full six years. Didn't you think that one day I would know Everything, how do you deal with me? Or do you think you can lie to me for the rest of your life?

Even if I knew it once, God favored you and made me lose my memory, and you had a fluke mentality again, thinking that you would never have to face it for the rest of your life, so you never planned to tell me your so-called truth!

After saying all the words in one breath, Xia Ran slowly backed away: It doesn't matter anymore, Rong Fan. I gave you too many opportunities for too long, I don't want to know now, let's get a divorce.

Ran...

Rong Fan! Xia Ran interrupted him, If you don't want to force me to death, don't pester me any longer. I am very grateful that you gave me Rui Rui, which gave me the courage to live. I want to be a good person. Mom, if you think you owe me even a little bit, please let me go.

Xia Ran mentioned that Rong Shu was a little teary, and she quickly raised her head to force back the tears: After the divorce, I will take Ruirui to Jincheng to settle down. You can visit him four times a month, and say hello in advance. I will arrange it. When he is twelve years old, I will tell him that we are divorced. As for the things you have done, the grievances of the previous generation, I don’t want to involve the child. If I don’t tell him, can I make a good one? Dad, look at yourself.

After finishing speaking, Xia Ran started to walk around Rong Fan, but was grabbed by Rong Fan's wrist.

His eyes were red and tears were shining, but he just looked at her without saying a word.

Xia Ran opened his fingertips one by one with no expression on her face, brushed away his hand, and strode away.

Xia Ran, who returned to Jincheng, frightened Li Weiyin so pale: Sister Ranran, what's wrong with you?

Xia Ran's face was pale, her eyeballs were bloodshot, and she was devastated, as if she had suffered a great blow.

Xia Ran let Li Weiyin pull her into the room, but she handed over a hot towel: Where's Rui Rui?

Not up yet. It was only four o'clock in the morning, and Li Weiyin was more concerned about Xia Ran, You...what's the matter?

Xia Ran wiped her face and hands, squeezed a hot towel, and said silently, Rong Fan and I... divorced.

What! Hiss... Li Weiyin contracted from Xia Ran's words.

On the contrary, Xia Ran was so shocked that she dropped the handkerchief in her hand, and hurriedly supported her, blaming herself: I shouldn't have told you at this time.

Li Weiyin took a few deep breaths, adjusted and waved her hands: It's okay, I'm fine. Sister Ranran, why did you and your brother-in-law divorce? Don't joke about it with me.

Xia Ran carefully sat down next to her: I'm not kidding, he and I should have divorced a long time ago, and I will settle in Jincheng and take Ruirui with me, so I can be with you every day.

Living together, which she had been looking forward to, did not make Li Weiyin happy. She asked tentatively, Sister Ranran, can you...can you tell me the reason?

They will live together in the future, and Li Weiyin didn't hide anything about Xu Yimo back then, so Xia Ran plans to tell them all: We...