Divorce and flash marriage, CEO ex-husband regrets heartbreak

Gu Mengxi ran over and saw him kneeling humbly on the ground, digging in the wasteland and calling Ruan Zheng. She stepped forward to stop him, "Brother, what are you doing? Get up quickly."

Everyone could see that Fu Yanshen was in a bad mood these days. He was in such a bad mood that he didn't go to the company, didn't care about his work, and didn't eat a single grain of rice. He was in a daze, as if he had been cursed by someone, and he was so dazed that it was scary.

"Brother, don't do this, don't scare Mengxi." Gu Mengxi couldn't support Fu Yanshen, her voice choked with sobs.

He felt particularly unwilling and jealous. That bitch Ruan Zheng, why was she still pestering his brother even after she died?

Does she know how her brother has been going through these days? He almost lost half his life for her.

Bitch, it’s a good thing you were burned to ashes, otherwise I would have wanted to drink your blood alive.

"Get out of here." Fu Yanshen was dissatisfied with Gu Mengxi pulling him, and angrily pushed her away, with a gloomy and cold look in his black eyes.

The last bodyguard who dared to stop him from digging up Ruan Zheng's body had two ribs broken by him and was hospitalized. Is she also seeking death?

"Brother, Ruan Zheng is already dead. Stop digging. Even if you dig up the entire villa, she won't survive."

Gu Mengxi was thrown to the ground by him and broke down crying, with no words of grievance on her pale face.

Fu Yan stared at her with a sinister look, his cold eyes narrowed slightly, "Ruan Zheng is not dead."

"She's dead, she's completely dead." Gu Mengxi yelled, trying to wake him up from his self-deceiving thoughts.

But who knew that Fu Yanshen would suddenly grab her neck like an enraged lion, his dark eyes blazing with fire as he roared, "I told you Ruan Zheng is not dead. If you dare to curse her again, I will kill you."

At this moment, he looked like a ghost crawling out of hell, with a gloomy face and bloodthirsty pupils.

Gu Mengxi was so frightened that she was shaking like a sieve, and her frightened wet eyes looked at him in disbelief, full of disbelief.

She didn't believe that Fu Yanshen would strangle her neck with such force that it seemed as if he was going to strangle her to death.

But the thin air at the tip of her nose caused her brain to be deprived of oxygen and suffocate. She understood that Fu Yanshen really wanted to strangle her to death.

She was panicking and struggling, beating her hands hard, trying to break free from his grip, but his strength, like a solid wall of steel, made it impossible for her to resist at all.

She could only look at him with shrinking pupils in fear, looking at the man she had loved for many years, watching the clarity in his eyes gradually give way to gloom.

"Brother, brother..."

"Ruan Zheng is not dead, she is not dead." Fu Yanshen became more and more crazy.

In the end, Gu Mengxi could only ask for help from Xing Feng, who was standing not far away and watching everything calmly, "Help, save me."

She couldn't make a sound, but she believed Xing Feng could guess what she was saying by her mouth shape.

Speaking of which, this kid Xing Feng is really a blockhead. Didn’t he see that she was almost strangled to death by her brother, and he didn’t even come forward to save her?

However, before Xing Feng could step forward, Fu Yanshen, whose emotions were extremely tense, suddenly fainted...

***

Yin family in the imperial city.

"It was a dangerous situation. The baby in this young lady's belly was saved, but the situation of Yin Shao and Xing Xiu is not optimistic.

"Young Master Yin, in particular, has extensive burns on his back and needs immediate skin grafting, otherwise his life is in danger," the doctor said calmly.

After hearing this, Mr. Yin's face turned solemn and stern. "Then what are you waiting for? Get ready for the surgery."

The night is rich and deep.

The entire Yin family seemed to be covered by a layer of frost and snow, feeling depressed and suffocated.

Old Master Yin sat on the edge of Yin Junye's bed, his brows furrowed. Although the skin grafting operation had been successfully completed, his heart was still heavy as if it was being pressed down by a huge rock.

"You are such a fool, boy."

The old man sighed in the quiet ward, "What do you think your grandmother and I will do if something happens to you?"

"I know you have feelings for that girl, but you don't have to fight to this extent. If you weren't unconscious now, I really want to pull your ears like I did when we were kids. It's so stupid."

The old man looked at Yin Junye lying on the bed and spoke noisily. When he was moved, his bright eyes were slightly moist.

How could it not be moist? If this kid wasn't lucky, he would probably have to die before his time.