Ai Zhiyin's hands pushed and slapped Han Ji's back.

She begged for mercy in a crying voice, and said weakly: "Can you let me go? I don't want to be here, I don't want to be here..."

Before she could finish her words, she was swallowed by him.

Of course, Han Ji knew what Ai Zhiyin minded. She disliked him for being unclean, his dirty body, and even more disliked this filthy place.

She felt that when touched by him here, her body and mind would be contaminated and defiled.

Her pride and self-esteem do not allow such a thing to happen.

"Change a place, huh? Can you change a place to clean?" Han Ji begged.

Ai Zhiyin was already carrying the rain, and she shook her head, "I want to go home."

"Home? Where did you come from? You don't want me anymore, where does it have a home?" Han Ji smiled and sneered without any warmth: "Do you think the Han family? Do you want to go back like this drunk now? Don't forget that your parents are still there."

Ai Zhiyin cried, crying without any retreat, and crying both physically and mentally exhausted.

Now, as Han Ji said, she is not the way home anywhere.

"Stop crying, let's change somewhere."

Ai Zhiyinren was already confused and couldn't hear clearly what he was talking about.

Han Ji made a phone call and said a few short words, probably because the car was not maintained anymore, so he asked the man to drive the car to the door of the villa.

The man also asked intimately whether he would help them find a designated driver.

Han Ji was very angry: "If you want to drive over, you can drive over. Why are there so many things? Just drive over and stop at the door, don't say hello to me."

After putting down the phone, the sound of the car engine sounded outside within a moment.

Han Ji picked up the person on the sofa.

Ai Zhiyin was soft and soft, like a lonely and helpless princess, leaning completely in his arms.

"What are you doing..." Ai Zhiyin was nervous, but this was the only thing she could ask.

"Go into the car," Han Ji said.

"No, no..." Ai Zhiyin tried hard to struggle, but couldn't move at all.

Han Ji lowered his head and kissed her on her forehead, "Don't refuse me, okay? I promise, the car is clean."

"No... I will be..."

Before he could finish his words, Ai Zhiyin was already stuffed into the back seat by Han Ji.

All her worries, fears, and caution were wiped out by Han Ji.

Her struggle, resistance, and resistance were useless.

She tried to ask for help, but found that she was even less afraid to speak out because she was afraid of being discovered, which would make her unable to raise her head.

The slender and long moon climbs up to the treetops.

The black car shines brightly under the lightly bright moonlight.

In the back seat, Ai Zhiyin leaned on it, feeling sleepy and covered with Han Ji's coat.

Under the coat, there is no shortage of strands.

The warm air in the car has been driven to the maximum.

The man in the driver's seat was litting a cigarette, and he opened a small gap in the window beside him.

"Is it still cold?" he asked.

Ai Zhiyin turned her head and didn't look at him.

"Don't ignore people," Han Ji said: "What I said just now is serious, you can consider it."

"If you can't tell me, you can say it to others."

"I never thought of getting other women to conceive my child," Han Ji said. "I have a bottom line if I play."

"A cheating person is not qualified to talk about the bottom line."

"You are not going to consider my proposal?"

"Am I sick? I promised to have another baby with you?"

Han Ji lost the intention of smoking, so he pushed the door and got out of the car and sent the cigarette butt to the trash can.

The cold wind blew in, making Ai Zhiyin tremble.

When Han Ji got on the bus again, there was another cold wind.

Looking back, he saw Ai Zhiyin curled up into a ball, and he said, "Sorry, I'm not used to throwing garbage at will."

Ai Zhiyin glared at him and said weakly: "Give me my clothes, I want to wear them home."

Seeing that the man in front of him was already dressed neatly, Ai Zhiyin became more and more angry.

"Go to the house to wash first. How can you go home like this?"

Ai Zhiyin felt wronged, "Are you blaming me? Did I become like this?"

"I didn't blame you," Han Ji had a headache. "I was wrong, I shouldn't be impulsive."

"You are not impulsive, you are taking advantage of others' danger."

"Yes, I'm taking advantage of the danger," Han Ji looked at her with great care. "Everything I said today is true. I don't expect you to forgive me, nor do I ask you not to mention my cheating in the future. On the contrary, I can do whatever you say, I will not talk back once, nor will I make a quibble. If you say me, I will feel uncomfortable, but I won't be angry. I will digest this kind of discomfort by myself. As long as you can relieve your anger, you will attack me anyway. Even if it's OK in front of the elders, I will never contradict you."

"Some words, whether you believe it or not, I still want to say. After Kan Tong, I have never had any relationship with any woman except you. Also, I just said that I wanted to have another child with you, which is true. I want a daughter, as smart and beautiful as you..."

"And like me, I met a scumbag like you?" Ai Zhiyin asked coldly.

"..." Han Ji's expression froze on his face.

Killing someone to kill your heart.

If his daughter meets a man like him in the future...

"Sorry, I was wrong, I was really wrong," Han Ji couldn't face such "if".

"I think we should have a child that belongs to us. I will take you seriously and will not let go of it like after giving birth to Haoxuan. I will definitely do my best to participate in the growth of the child. I..."

"What position do you have to make such a request?" Ai Zhiyin asked: "As short as a few months, at most three or five years, I will divorce you. Do you think we are more suitable for having another child?"

"Must...divorce?"

"Yes. Must leave. It's just a matter of time."

"You can't...try to start over with me again? Don't give me a chance?"

"You have a chance, but you don't cherish it," said Ai Zhiyin: "Some mistakes can only be made once, not to mention that you have made more than once. If you make mistakes, you are wrong, and there is no chance to correct them. Unless... time is against the current."

"We have been having a good time recently, aren't we? You just now..."

He wanted to say that she enjoyed it too, but when he said that, he couldn't say it.

Saying these words at this time is obviously an insult to people.

She didn't even have the strength to resist. Since she couldn't resist, she would be more comfortable just by cooperating with him.

Could it be that he sued him?

They are husband and wife and it is impossible to file a case.

Everything was just his wishful thinking...

"Zhiyin, I'm really wrong... I'm sorry..."

Han Ji lowered his head, and all the emotions accumulated in his heart eventually turned into guilt.

All I can say is: "I'm sorry, I was wrong."

Other than that, anything is quibbling and useless.

"I don't accept your apology," Ai Zhiyin was still limp and had no strength. She tried her best to fall, wrapped herself in her coat, and reached for the clothes on the passenger seat.

Han Ji helped her hand over it.
Chapter completed!