"Baoer!"

Xu Jinqiao took her hand, his brows furrowed into a "chuan" shape, his warm palm gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said warmly: "You have grown up and are an adult, do you understand?"

"I don't understand..." Xiao Yan kept sobbing, and she was so sad that she felt as if the sky was falling. "I just want to be with my husband. If you don't want me to be your wife, then I will be your servant, okay?"

Xu Jinqiao felt a slight headache. This girl was too dependent on him, and the axis of her life revolved around him. It was really difficult to accept it at the moment, but he was not a psychiatrist and did not have the time or patience to enlighten her. Sui Jun's face sank.

Said: "Xiao Yan, listen, I have no obligation to take care of you for the rest of my life! I have my career and I can't take you with me all the time, but I'm not abandoning you. I still have my company in City A. Even if I immigrate to the United States,

I will often go back to City A to work!" After a pause, he continued, "Bao'er, sir, I will definitely come back to visit you."

Xiao Yan understood his character, and whatever he said was true, he would not change it even if she cried to death. For example, when he took her away, she wanted to live in her hometown in northern Sichuan, but he would not allow her to do so.

, forcefully brought her to the international metropolis of City A, and her destiny was changed by him from then on.

At this moment, she bit her lip and looked at him, and finally asked him without giving up, "Is it really not possible?"

Xu Jinqiao shook his head, "There is no room for negotiation."

Xiao Yan turned her head, her tears rolled down again, and she rushed out of the door without looking back...

In the silent room, there was no sound, only the "tick-tock" of the grandfather clock's hands, which filled his troubled mind. Xu Jinqiao flicked the cigarette butt, and after finishing one, he lit another cigarette in succession, the lingering smoke,

The stern brows and eyes that enveloped him were so unreal.

There was a pile of photos on the bedside table. Xu Jinqiao took them out and spread them out on the bed. He looked at them one by one, and his pupils slowly tightened.

In the first picture, a boy wooed her; in the second picture, the boy gave her flowers; in the third picture, the boy held her hand; in the fourth picture, the boy leaned over and kissed her on the cheek; in the fifth picture...

He suddenly raised his hand and swept all the photos to the ground. The anger in his chest made him unable to look at it anymore...

What came to mind was what the old man said to him when he sent the private detective to send him the photos, "Xu Jinqiao, you married a good wife. Is it comfortable to wear a cuckold? You must get divorced immediately, otherwise..."

Thinking of his mother who committed suicide by jumping off a building in his dream not long ago, Xu Jinqiao's eyes were cold and gloomy. He would not let this "otherwise" have a chance to come true. He must take back everything that should belong to him and his mother!

The night is getting darker.

After sitting quietly for an unknown amount of time, Xu Jinqiao suddenly stood up and walked towards Xiao Yan's boudoir as his eyes glanced at the messy photos on the ground.

She, the orphan of the earthquake, went from hell to heaven. She respected him and loved him.

He rebelled from his family at a young age, was cold-blooded and ruthless, and raising her was the only good thing he did in his entire life.

But now, he did not hesitate to destroy her with his own hands.

Because... the girl he raised cannot tolerate any man getting involved with her!

At this time, Xiao Yan was taking a shower in the bathroom. She stood under the shower, holding her face in her hands, crying like a mess...
Chapter completed!