Infinite flow: The non-African's partner is the European emperor

Xie Fei glanced at Zhou Xing and asked him in a low voice: "Don't you want to go and take a look?"

Zhou Xing seemed to have expected this and said calmly, "As a son, I shouldn't bother them at this time."

Xie Fei was confused: "Huh?"

On the other side, Zhou Nantian had already left the finals with Meng Fuge.

This man in his 50s is still as arrogant and unreasonable as he was in his 30s.

"Pa." After Meng Fuge was put down by him, he slapped her directly.

The glasses on Zhou Nantian's face fell to the ground with a crisp sound. He touched the place where he was hit. Not only was he not angry, he smiled at Meng Fuge and said, "Are you relieved? If not, hit me a few more times."

Meng Fuge sneered: "Zhou Nantian, you are still so crazy."

"Compared to you, I'm nothing." Zhou Nantian grabbed her hand, put it on his face, and said softly: "If you're not satisfied, you can continue to fight. When you're done, we can talk."

"Let's not talk about it." Meng Fuge pulled her hand back, turned around and was about to leave.

Just as he took half a step, he was hugged from behind.

"Stay, stay, please?" The man's voice seemed to be holding back something, and he held her tightly in his arms. "Even if it's not for me, for Zhou Xing, for our son, will you stay?"

"Zhou Nantian, are you begging me?" Meng Fuge lowered her eyes to hide the dark emotions in her eyes and asked him coldly.

"You know your son's temper. Even if he doesn't say it, you know he cares about you very much. If you don't tell him anything and just leave like this, haven't you thought about the consequences?" Zhou Nantian whispered in her ear, "You are very important to us."

"I will be absolutely sure of the decision I make. With Xie Fei by Xingxing's side, nothing serious will happen." Meng Fuge pushed his hand away and said in a serious tone, "But all this has nothing to do with you, Zhou Nantian. What you want is within your reach. You just need to stay alive."

"I want..." Zhou Nantian's inner thoughts almost came out of his mouth, but he took them back and his face looked extremely ugly.

Meng Fuge hadn't seen him so angry in years. She stroked his face and sneered, "Zhou Nantian, you're old. Do you think I'm old?"

Zhou Nantian looked at Meng Fuge's face, which was the same as when she was young. Her skin was so delicate that she didn't look like a woman in her forties or fifties. Her eyes were bright and her teeth were white. She was still that beautiful rose. He lowered his head, as if he had lost a battle, and said in a hoarse voice, "You are always young."

"People will grow old and die. You want to die before me, but I don't want that." Meng Fuge said with a smile, "And look at what you look like now, you look like an old man. If you really want to see me again, you can wait for the next life. Anyway, you have been chasing me for so many years."

"Have you ever thought of stopping and waiting?" Zhou Nantian grabbed her hand, lowered his head and kissed her palm, "Will there really be another life?"

Meng Fuge lowered her eyes and smiled with an ambiguous meaning: "Maybe."

"Zhou Nantian, do you remember what I said to you before we got married?"

"remember."

Although they were in a joint marriage, getting the marriage certificate was a sudden event.

That day he received a call saying that Meng Fuge was drunk in the bar and needed someone to pick her up.

On the way back, Meng Fuge insisted on taking him for a walk on the river bank. Her skirt swayed in the wind, her hair was blown by the wind, and she was as beautiful as a fairy appearing in the night.

"Hey, Zhou Nantian, will you fall in love with me?" Meng Fuge asked him.

No one would not love her like this.

Meng Fuge didn't hear his answer, so she took two steps towards him, grabbed his collar, and said with a straight face: "If you don't love me, let's go get the marriage certificate."

Zhou Nantian was so excited that he held the shaky man in his arms and whispered, "I won't love you."

The next day, Meng Fuge took him to get the certificate.

If Meng Fuge doesn't want people to love her, then she won't love them.

Zhou Nantian thought he could do it. Forbearance and restraint seemed to be in the bones of the Zhou family.

But it was broken here.

Later, their child was born, and Zhou Nantian discovered the changes in Meng Fuge.

She is pursuing a kind of freedom.

When Zhou Xing grew up a little, Meng Fuge wanted to divorce him, but he refused with various reasons.

Later, she left the country in a fit of anger and seldom came back. Most of the time, he would send people abroad to inquire about how she was doing and help her clean up certain messes.

Meng Fuge knew all this.

Zhou Xing wanted to go abroad, but Zhou Nantian was unwilling because as long as his son was still in the Zhou family, Meng Fuge would come back.

But I didn't expect this kid to be even crazier. He deliberately spread the news that he was a homosexual. At first, he could still control it, but later it reached the ears of the elders of the Zhou family.

He is the only direct descendant of the Zhou family. He was designated as the heir since birth, but he is a homosexual.

The old man was furious and ordered Zhou Nantian to take Zhou Xing back to the ancestral home. He locked him up for a month and punished him for a month until Meng Fuge returned home.

Meng Fuge said: "Xingxing is free to do whatever he wants. If he doesn't want to stay in the Zhou family, then he doesn't have to. You don't want it, but I do. I can divorce Zhou Nantian, and Xingxing will follow me from now on."

"I don't agree." Zhou Nantian was the first to refuse.

"Why?" This question was asked by Old Master Zhou.

"Bang." Zhou Nantian knelt down in front of the old man in front of everyone, his posture straight, and his tone heavy and firm: "Meng Fuge is my wife. She can take Zhou Xing abroad, but her identity as my wife will not change."

Not only the elders of the Zhou family were frightened by these words, but also Meng Fuge.

She looked at the kneeling man with shock in her eyes, and suddenly felt a little strange.

She once heard people say that Zhou Nantian was a proud man who never knelt to anyone easily. Except for ancestor worship during festivals, he was rarely seen kneeling to his elders.

But today, he knelt in front of everyone just for such a trivial matter as divorce.

"Zhou Nantian, you have been bewitched by this woman!"

"But weren't you the one who asked me to marry her back then?" Zhou Nantian asked back sternly.

The elders were speechless. At that time, it was also for family marriage, to find a wife with a good family background for Zhou Nantian. But if they knew that Meng Fuge was such a person, this marriage would not have been possible.

Zhou Nantian's eyes flashed across their faces, and he said in a deep voice: "Let Zhou Xing and Meng Fuge go, but divorce is absolutely impossible. Father, please make this decision."

Because of Zhou Nantian's insistence, the family finally agreed. After helping Zhou Xing to handle all the procedures, Meng Fuge took him abroad.

On the day of departure, Zhou Nantian did not show up at the airport.

After getting on the plane, Meng Fuge received a text message from him. Seeing those few short words, she felt particularly heavy.

"Bon Voyage."