A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

Chapter 778: Wounds That Cannot Heal

When Zhuang Zhoucheng came out of the kitchen, Huo Yan had already gone upstairs, so he hurried upstairs to call her.

Huo Yan sat on the bed in a daze. Zhuang Zhoucheng walked in, half-knelt in front of her, raised his hand and gently lifted the mask off her face. Her face was swollen and bruised in a terrible way.

He knew how heavy his hand was. If he slapped her, he would probably destroy all the feelings she had accumulated over this period of time.

She will never remember how good he was to her.

All she remembered was his cruelty and wrongdoing.

"Huo Yan, it's over now. Let's just leave it at that, okay?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng gently touched her face, and when he saw her frown, he immediately moved away and held her hand instead.

"Don't you think it's too much?" Huo Yan asked in a low voice without looking at him.

Zhuang Zhoucheng took a deep breath, lowered his voice, and asked:

"So what do you want? What do you want me to do to make you feel better? Hmm? Just tell me, tell me what you want, and I'll do it until you're happy, okay?"

"I don't think we're suitable. We..."

"Whether we're suitable or not, we've been together for over two years. Why do you feel it's not suitable now? Huo Yan, don't go too far. Marriage is not a joke. You left me out of anger now. Have you thought about the future?"

Under the pressure, Zhuang Zhou's emotions instantly surged, and he burst out in anger.

Huo Yan was silent, not looking at him or speaking.

Zhuang Zhoucheng gently touched her face, helpless again:

"Yan'er, what do you want? Hmm? Tell me what you're thinking about."

“In fact, it has never been appropriate…”

Because of his strength and dominance, whatever he says goes.

What else could she do except be obedient?

I have thoughts of divorce, and the more I think about my married life, the more I feel that I should get a divorce.

If two people who have nothing in common are forced to be a couple, how can there not be problems?

Huo Yan is very calm now. Apart from the obsessive desire for divorce, there is no other thought in his mind.

She could now recall their past, and all she could remember was how vicious Zhuang Zhoucheng was.

Having known him for so long, how many times has he laid hands on her?

He is the only one who does this. He is clearly wrong, but he still makes excuses for himself with a clear conscience.

Regardless of the reality, Huo Yan felt that Zhuang Zhoucheng's apology was very reluctant, and he did not think there was anything wrong with it at all.

The man was just having a casual affair outside, and he seemed to think that the matter was not serious, but she was being unreasonable.

Zhuang Zhoucheng held Huo Yan's hand tightly and said in a deep voice:

"I don't agree to divorce."

Huo Yan pulled her hand away, stood up and walked out. Zhuang Zhoucheng followed her and tried to pull her, but Huo Yan shook him off.

"Stop messing around!" Zhuang Zhou Chengbo shouted angrily.

Huo Yan turned around and looked at him with a cold look in his eyes:

"You've always been like this. If I don't listen to you, you'll be mean to me. I'm your wife, not your daughter. You have no right to control me!"

Zhuang Zhoucheng's face turned pale and blue, and Huo Yan's words pierced his heart.

She has already begun to dislike him, and his ways and his care for her are no longer a concern.

"Huo Yan..."

Zhuang Zhoucheng wanted to say something but stopped himself.

"I want to move out, don't stop me." Huo Yan went straight downstairs.

Zhuang Zhoucheng paused for a second before realizing what she meant. He quickly walked downstairs and pulled her back with all his strength.

"Huo Yan, I understand that you feel wronged and sad. But there should be a limit to your fussing..."

"I'm not making a fuss. I just think we should think about it calmly now. It would be better to separate for a while."

Huo Yan spoke as calmly as possible, not looking into his eyes and not caring about his thoughts.

"Separate for a while? Are you separating from me? Who should I go to if I leave you, Qian Ziang?" Zhuang Zhoucheng let go of Huo Yan's hand and spoke angrily.

Huo Yan bit her lip and suddenly said sarcastically:

"You judge others by your own standards, don't you? So when I wasn't around, you found another woman? And you even bought her a permanent house. Isn't that a beautiful woman? Only a fool like me would be so foolish as to let you control me. You act so recklessly because I'm so easy to fool, right?"

"Huo Yan!"

Zhuang Zhoucheng was filled with rage and bit her name with his teeth.

"So now, you are angry and embarrassed again?" Huo Yan turned and left.

Zhuang Zhoucheng felt a surge of powerlessness in his heart. He raised his hand to touch his forehead, feeling a splitting headache.

"Huo Yan, even if it's my fault, I apologize, okay?" Zhuang Zhoucheng whispered again:

"Could it be that our relationship can't even withstand such a small matter? Where's the love you spoke of? Your love is so selfish and narrow-minded, lacking any tolerance at all?"

Huo Yan stopped and stood for a long time.

She was asking, did she love him?

Maybe.

Turning to look at him, "Because it seems like I'm in love with you, I can't stand it. My man is dirty."

"What the hell-"

Zhuang Zhoucheng suddenly shouted loudly, frightening Huo Yan so much that he jumped up and looked at him fiercely.

Zhuang Zhoucheng cut off the rest of his words, pressed his brows together, and looked at her again:

"Huo Yan, do you think Qian Ziang is clean? That bastard sleeps with both men and women, even animals. How can you call that clean?"

"Zhuang Zhoucheng, you..."

Huo Yan was speechless and looked at him in disbelief.

strangeness!

Very strange!

"Is this the Zhuangzi way of belittling others and elevating oneself?"

Huo Yan sneered and shook his head, "I'm really disappointed."

When Huo Yan turned around, Zhuang Zhoucheng panicked instantly. He subconsciously stepped forward and pulled her into his arms, hugging her tightly.

"I'm being blunt. That's not my intention. Why would we involve other people in our affairs? Don't be angry. I take back what I said just now. Yan'er, Yan'er."

Zhuang Zhoucheng rested his chin lightly on the top of Huo Yan's head and spoke a little incoherently. He had never been so flustered before.

The man at this moment is indeed far from his usual decisive and swift character.

Huo Yan remained indifferent and spoke slowly:

"Zhuang Zhoucheng, I always thought you were a god, that you were in a very high position. But now you have become a human, just like an ordinary man, no, you are even worse than an ordinary man. Since you can't tolerate yourself making mistakes, why do you make mistakes? No, you don't think this is a mistake, right? But I can't stand it."

Zhuang Zhoucheng suddenly picked up Huo Yan and carried her horizontally. Huo Yan was so scared that her face turned pale. She subconsciously grabbed his clothes and looked at him in horror.

"Are you crazy?"

"You realize now that I'm crazy?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng shouted angrily, "Don't try to provoke me again, Huo Yan. You can't afford the consequences!"

"Are you threatening me again?" Huo Yan shouted.

"I've had enough, Zhuang Zhoucheng. Besides threats and violence, what else can you do? Either kill me or divorce me!"

Zhuang Zhoucheng looked at Huo Yan, whose eyes were red, turned around, strode forward, threw him onto the sofa, and pressed down hard with his body.

"Get lost! I don't want to get sick!"

Huo Yan struggled and shouted.

Zhuang Zhoucheng suddenly raised his eyes, his gaze dull and painful.

"You think I'm dirty?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng suddenly went crazy, his head buzzing, and he pulled Huo Yan's clothes and got angry.