Scumbag regrets after divorce

Turning on the gas stove, Feng Ling poured the stirred egg liquid into the pot, and the people behind him came up from behind and called out softly, "A Ling, you should divorce him."

Feng Ling curled his lips to coax him: "That's for sure, but now...is not the time yet."

The oil in the pot was crackling, white, yellow and turbid were tormenting in it together, Feng Ling restrained his smile and continued: "After all, she is my wife, and she has a license, although he is not a member of the company for the share dividends, etc. None, but the divorce still requires half of his property."

"Then share it with him, do you care about the money?"

Feng Ling fell silent.

Do you care?

He doesn't care, it's just some working capital, the return on his company's shares and investment projects can earn more than these in a day, and this is the main source of his income.

The eggs were scrambled quickly, but Feng Ling still didn't reply, he had nothing to say.

But An Ruixuan was in a hurry: "A Ling, you won't be reluctant to part with him, right? After being with him for ten years, do you have a place for him in your heart?"

Feng Ling added without thinking: "No."

No, no, there is always and always only one person in his heart, and that is An Ruixuan.

The two of them grew up together and have always been classmates. They can be called the closest bamboo horses. An Ruixuan is smart, good-looking and temperamental, and his personality is soft and clingy. Unlike some people, he reveals a classy person in his bones. His arrogance, isn't it just that he has some talent, and he can't even act coquettishly or softly.

He took out the eggs and put them on the plate, his mind was full of thoughts about Yi Huajin, thinking about what he had done all these years, he clearly said that he liked him and pursued him, but in the end he was still cold to death, he didn't take the initiative or flirt, and everyone else I envy that you married a capable and good-looking wife, how honored you are, only you know... you can't do it.

I can't even bark, I can't even call my husband.

If he hadn't looked so much like An Ruixuan, and had been with me for so many years, how could he have married him?

"Hey...forget it, I won't force you." An Ruixuan couldn't see through his thoughts, so he had no choice but to compromise.

Feng Ling's thoughts were pulled back by An Ruixuan's helpless sigh, he turned around and rubbed the head behind him, and smiled warmly: "Fool ~ don't think too much, I will definitely divorce him, he is not as good as you! one-third."

An Ruixuan shook his head: "No, you should think more about it, such as your family's problems and other problems, don't be impulsive for me."

"No one in my family likes him. When I wanted to marry him, my parents objected. Our Feng family is a business family, and he doesn't know anything about business and doesn't have the slightest idea of ​​financial management. He can't help at all."

"As for the other issues...that's the media public opinion, but I have an Internet company. If he wants to leave the media if he divorces, I can suppress it."

Fengling carried the plate of eggs from the kitchen back to the dining table in the living room. Other dishes were already set on the table. An Ruixuan also brought out the soup and put it on the table. The two sat down facing each other, neither The meaning of chopsticks.

An Ruixuan lowered his head and was thinking about what to say. After a long time, there was only a helpless apology: "I'm sorry..."

"Sorry, I kept you waiting for ten years."

The corner of Feng Ling's mouth was also full of bitterness: "I don't blame you."

"Who made us Anjia and Fengjia are deadly enemies. Back then, we fought fiercely for the development rights of the downtown shopping mall. In the end, your father won, and my father was so angry that he vomited blood and was hospitalized. You broke up and arranged for me to marry... Liu Che, fortunately, we are finally divorced."

"Yeah." Feng Ling reached out to grab a piece of meat for An Ruixuan, but didn't say anything.

An Ruixuan finally raised his eyes, and looked at the handsome and gentle man opposite: "I heard later that you also broke up with your family?"

"There was a little conflict, but it's not a big problem." Feng Ling answered with a little ease while eating.

But his ease was deliberate, where there was no problem, he almost starved to death.

Outsiders think that he doesn't want a penny from his family to start from scratch because he has a backbone, but which rich second generation is so stupid to take shortcuts and work hard?

Feng Ling is arrogant, but it wasn't his father's actions that caused him to lose a person he loved the most, and he would not let go of his status as a young master and start from the lowest level of work, doing all kinds of dirty work to make money However, he was short of selling his kidneys.

The two ate in silence, the atmosphere became solemn, and no one spoke again.

It was getting late, An Ruixuan took the initiative to clean up after dinner, and when he came back, he threw himself into the arms of Feng Ling who was sitting on the sofa, and rubbed against his chest coquettishly: "A Ling, I never want to leave you~"

"Okay." Feng Ling kissed his forehead hair, but his eyes fell on the ashtray on the opposite coffee table.

It was full of cigarette ash, a tank full, I don't know how many cigarettes the person who ran away from home smoked.

I also persuaded him several times to let him quit smoking. He said that he didn't listen to him because he was not addicted to smoking, and then he didn't care anymore.

Feng Ling hesitated for a moment, but still said: "I know you ruined his painting at his art exhibition, and I also vented my anger for you. You'd better not provoke him in the future."

"What's wrong? Do you feel sorry for him?" An Ruixuan was a little unhappy.

"No, I feel sorry for you. He is not a good person. He has a bad temper and is stubborn. If you piss him off, I may not even be able to cover you."

An Ruixuan pouted disdainfully: "Oh, I'm not easy to mess with, so I won't be afraid of him!"

Feng Ling smiled, and scratched the tip of his nose provocatively: "Aren't you afraid of him? Is he afraid of me? I haven't had enough fun just now, and I've finished my meal. Let's continue?"

"Ah..." An Ruixuan shyly shrank into his arms: "A Ling, you are too hungry, right? No wonder the surname Yi can't feed you enough. His body has not been married to you for three years. Tossing and breaking is also a miracle!"

"He's in good health, but he's almost sexual..." Feng Ling got up and hugged An Ruixuan in his arms, and carried him to the bedroom.

Lock the door immediately after entering, lest someone come back and disturb you.

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There was a mass of fallen bodies on the ground, and the blood-stained road looked eerie. Yi Huajin took a few steps and knelt down in front of one of the awake people. Before he could speak, he heard a mournful howl.

"Brother, brother... I was wrong, don't hit me and please let me go!!!"

The man's face was covered with blood, and a few teeth were missing. The whole face looked horrible. It was already ugly, but now it looked like a ghost.

Yi Huajin gave a slightly half-smiling expression, her eyes were full of sternness: "Then tell me who sent you here."

This is not an ordinary hooligan, there are high-end villas nearby, and it is not a place where hooligans haunt. After all, which rich person does not go out with bodyguards all the time?

"I...don't know...the client won't reveal his name to us...we...we just take money to do things..."

"What does it look like? Do you remember?"

"With sunglasses and a mask on, I couldn't see my face at all."

Since he couldn't ask anything, Yi Huajin simply stopped asking. He stood up and dialed his mobile phone to call the police. It would be better to leave this matter to the police for investigation.

The police arrived at the scene not long after. Seeing the heavily injured men all over the floor, they thought they had called the police, and asked one of them, "Where's the gangster?"

Yi Huajin stood aside with her chest folded, and said abruptly, "I called the police, they are gangsters."

"Ah, good." The policeman was a little embarrassed.

Then go to the police station to make a record.

After finishing the transcript, the police told him to wait for the results of the investigation. This matter will take some time, so let him rest easy.

Yi Huajin didn't ask too much and had no hope, and he already had a candidate in his mind.

Most likely An Ruixuan.

It was only then that Yi Huajin began to think carefully about this person. This person was rich, well mannered and well dressed, not much different from himself, so he must be from a family background.

Yi Huajin grew up in a scholarly family, his parents were both university professors, and his mother was an art teacher, so he naturally cultivated the cool and bookish aroma of Mutian, with ancient and long-lasting charm.

And An Ruixuan was the same, not only his appearance, but even his temperament was exactly the same as his own.

Feng Ling hasn't been sincere to him for so many years, so why should he be sincere to someone who is so similar to him?

Is it because he is better than himself in that area?

Yi Huajin is also a man, and he knows very well that men are lower body animals. Although there are some frigid ones like her, they are still a minority.

Besides, Feng Ling is still a fanatic, if he is cut up and made into a eunuch, he will go crazy.

Many people will say that since you love him to the death, you should give up everything and sacrifice everything for him, change yourself for him, and even lose your personality.

But Yi Huajin just couldn't do it.

Knowing that Feng Ling likes those who are more enthusiastic, but he just can't learn to please, with such a personality, he is born with pride in his bones, and he can't lower his head.

During the three years of chasing him, Yi Huajin only sent him flowers for cooking, which was already the utmost enthusiasm.

Then it is to work hard to create commercial value for him, so that he can earn more money and be happier, because he is a profit-seeking businessman.

Years of staying up late and rushing to draft drafts caused Yi Huajin's eyesight to decline, and she recovered after laser surgery. After all, eyesight is the most important thing for a painter.

Because of this, I also suffered from stomach problems for a period of time. Of course, the stomach problems are not only related to work, but also have other reasons. After getting better, it led to loss of appetite and some anorexia. In recent years, I have lost weight sharply.

This is just a rare thing that has been done for him in these years, but it is nothing in his eyes. It should be said that in the eyes of a person who does not love himself, it is not worth mentioning at all.

Forget it, I don't want to.

After he came out of the police station, he went to a nearby hotel. He couldn't really go out for a whole night. He was already tired enough for a day, and he dragged a bunch of old bones into a fight. Although he was not injured, it was still a bit too much. .

He was lying alone on the huge white double bed in the hotel, curled up in a ball with his arms tightly hugged, and fell asleep without taking off his clothes or covering him with a quilt.

The dream is full of the person who hurt him thoroughly.

He whispered the unforgettable name softly in his sleep: "I just hope that you can look at me more..."

"Even a glance is fine."