Divorce and flash marriage, CEO ex-husband regrets heartbreak

Finally, he sighed deeply, "Actually, I don't care whether it makes your mother's eyes light up or not. We haven't seen each other for three years, I just want to make a good impression on her."

Yin Jiachen: "Then listen to me, black is the right color."

After he finished speaking, he directly put the suit on Yin Hong. Yin Hong looked at his son who was rarely lively, and stood there in a daze, feeling a little dazed and at a loss as to what to do.

Black? I think there's no problem. After all, the fat guy praised him for looking handsome in this color. So, this is it?

Yin Hong finally made up his mind to wear black, but Ji Wanwan spoke up.

"Dad, you and Mom haven't seen each other for three years. It's right for you to want to leave a good impression on her, but... Mom has been in prison for three years and is exhausted both physically and mentally. If you still dress up at this time, I'm afraid she will... tear you apart."

They all knew Gu Yulan's personality very well, and that woman's thinking could not be viewed from the perspective of a normal person, so when Ji Wanwan said this, Yin Hong suddenly realized.

He understood why his daughter-in-law chose the brown color that he couldn't handle. It turned out that she wanted him to avoid overshadowing his fat body.

No matter if she has been in jail, her fat body should always shine brightly, and as her husband, he naturally cannot overshadow her brilliance. Not only can he not overshadow her, he also has to serve as a foil.

After figuring things out, Yin Hong made a decision. "Okay, Wanwan, Dad will listen to you and wear brown."

He hurriedly took the brown suit from her and put it on. After putting it on, he turned his head to Ji Wanwan and said, "Get Dad a tie."

"Okay." Ji Wanwan smiled gently.

Finally, Ji Wanwan gave him a black striped tie. Strangely enough, Yin Hong, who was originally a bit rustic, was able to regain some of his looks with this tie. I dare not say that he was absolutely handsome, but he was not too ugly either.

Although he didn't want to overshadow the fat man, he also had to save face, and his daughter-in-law had to understand his little thoughts, otherwise how could he say that she was thoughtful.

After Yin Hong dressed up and went out, Yin Jiachen, who had been silent all the time, came to his senses, picked up a heavy black coat and chased after him.

Ji Wanwan looked at his reckless appearance and couldn't help but shake her head in laughter, while at the same time praising his attentiveness.

That is, the temperature outside is low now, and a suit alone cannot keep out the cold, so a coat is needed, but she ignored this point.

"Dad, wait, hold it."

Yin Jiachen offered his coat before Yin Hong started the car, but Yin Hong frowned and refused, "No, I'm not cold."

He was always good at pulling off black, so wouldn't the brown look be wasted? No, no matter what he did, he couldn't overshadow the fat man.

"Don't get me wrong, this is for mom." Yin Jiachen said.

Yin Hong was stunned for a few seconds, then glanced at him indifferently and said something meaningful, "Jiachen, I'm afraid there is smoke coming out of my Yin family's ancestral tomb."

Who did he inherit this straight male cancer personality from?

Yin Jiachen: “…”

What do you mean? Did they change the subject too quickly? Why did they even mention the smoke coming out of the ancestral tomb? But clothes and ancestral tombs can be connected together?

Or was it that Dad was so overwhelmed by the surprise that Mom was released from prison today that he was talking nonsense?

The car drove straight to the gate of the Imperial City Women's Prison.

The journey was not long, but Yin Hong was so nervous that he broke out in a thin sweat.

After parking the car, seeing that there was still an hour before Gu Yulan came out, he took out a tissue and slowly wiped his forehead, muttering to himself that he had never been so nervous when he was in love.

After wiping the cold sweat off his face, Yin Hong looked at the hard and heavy iron door from afar. His neck felt like someone was strangling him, and he had the illusion of suffocation.

Three years, the fat man was locked up in there for three years, day after day, year after year. He couldn't imagine how she got through it, but he knew that she must have had a very hard time, so hard that her whole personality changed.

She became silent and taciturn, her usually cunning eyes were dim and lifeless, and her aura was dead and sad, making him want to cry every time he saw her.

Yin Hong's eyes became moist as he thought about it. There was no one around, so he didn't need to suppress his emotions. He leaned his head against the steering wheel and started wailing like a helpless boy.

The crying was dull and restrained, but it made people's heart ache...

In the past, Yin Hong always thought it was shameful for a man to cry, but he didn't realize it until Gu Yulan was sentenced to prison.

No matter how strong a man is, he is still a physical body. He can feel happiness as well as pain.

The fat man is his pain, a pain that he cannot ignore no matter how hard he tries to restrain himself or endure it.

The night was long, more than a thousand days and nights. Did anyone know that he changed his pillowcases one after another and threw away his pillows one after another?

Does anyone know that he was nearly swallowed up by the invisible loneliness and coldness time and time again?

No one knew that he had to bear all the pain and suffering alone. During the day, he was the high and mighty head of the Yin family, and at night, he was just a husband who missed his wife dearly.

Yin Hong's crying was like the valve of a fountain of tears being opened, and he couldn't stop it no matter what. When he came to his senses, his pair of dark eyes were swollen from crying, and he looked both embarrassed and ugly.

He held his breath, his heart tightened, and he complained in his heart. How could he face the fat man in this state?

He opened the storage box in the center console and searched eagerly, but it only contained some daily necessities and no ice packs at all.

In his panic, he could only call his secretary and ask him to send an ice pack as soon as possible.

After a while, an ice pack was delivered, but the person who delivered it was not his secretary, but his girlfriend.

The woman had a very beautiful and aggressive face, a well-proportioned figure, and a neckline that showed her breasts bulging and about to burst out.

The red corseted skirt made her waist look even thinner, like a willow branch, as if it would break if held in the palm of your hand and could fit easily.

To be honest, it would be hard for any normal man to resist such a beauty...