——Ding dong——

Mobile phone message prompt sound.

"Please go to the hospital to donate blood as soon as possible." When Su Nan saw this message, she looked stunned for a while, as if her chest had been hit hard.

The person who sent the message noted "husband".

——Ding dong——

Immediately after another message, the bank card received a transfer of 500,000 yuan.

Looking through the history: "Remember to go to the hospital."

Transfer five hundred thousand.

"Remember to come to the hospital to donate blood."

Transfer five hundred thousand.

"Please come to the hospital immediately."

Transfer five hundred thousand.

…

After three years of marriage, Fu Yechuan's proactive contact was all to get her to go to the hospital to donate blood, no, to sell blood, to... Qiao Wanrou.

And he always treats himself like a stranger.

This month, it has been three times, which has exceeded her body's load.

Su Nan was sitting on the sofa, her eyes feeling a little sore and blurry without realizing it. Yesterday, she was soaked in the rain for more than an hour at the door to wait for him to get off work. Today, she felt unwell and dizzy, so she did not go to the company. Fu Yechuan

...Maybe she didn’t know she had a fever.

"Ahem..."

Su Nan held her cell phone and hesitated on how to reply. Suddenly, an unfamiliar text message shattered her last persistence and self-esteem.

"Even if you are Mrs. Fu, it is just a cover. You have shamelessly occupied this position for three years. How much would Fu Yechuan look at you? He rested at my place last night. If I were you, I would find a rope and hang him.

Forget it, you are just a mistress who interferes!"

Mistress?

Su Nan felt a little depressed and heavy, shocked. She was the legitimate Mrs. Fu. She had given up her family and friends and had been married for three years, but she was called such a despicable word?

My chest seemed to have been hit hard by something, and the emotions accumulated in those humble days were suddenly shattered to pieces.

Then a photo was sent to her mobile phone, showing Fu Yechuan's peaceful sleeping face, his handsome features like a sculpture, making her fascinated like a moth flying into a flame, as if to verify what he just said.

The woman leaning on his shoulder was Qiao Wanrou. Although both of them had their eyes closed, the corners of Qiao Wanrou's raised lips betrayed her sobriety at the moment.

They look like a pair of close lovers!

The cell phone rang suddenly. It was the call from the Fu family's old residence.

Subconsciously picking up the conversation, Fu Yechuan's mother Qu Qing opened her mouth to urge the order, without any politeness.

"Su Nan, have you forgotten what day it is today? The servants have a day off today, so hurry up and cook!"

Su Nan sneered and hung up the phone without saying a word!

She has been treating Fu Yechuan cautiously and maintaining a weak marriage.

In the company, everyone looks down upon her, but she still plays the role of secretary with all her heart.

In the Fu family, Fu Yechuan's mother and sister looked down upon her with unknown origins. They treated her sarcastically and were picky. She was asked to do all the cooking, washing, and even cleaning. She was as humble and obedient as a servant.

I never told Fu Yechuan to cause trouble or embarrass him.

She had gotten used to it.

No matter how much others looked down on her, Su Nan was willing to endure for Fu Yechuan.

In the past three years, Fu Yechuan had never seemed to remember her as his wife, except for the tasks he had given her in the company, including asking her to donate blood and transferring money to her.

At this moment, she was so tired that she seemed unable to hold on.

This is not the first time Qiao Wanrou has provoked her, Mrs. Fu. She could laugh off those harsh and harsh words in the past, but this photo completely trampled her self-esteem under her feet.

A chill of embarrassment, coldness, and loneliness swept through my body.

Three years of marriage turned out to be a joke?

At this moment, her face looked extremely ugly and she made up her mind.

Okay, this joke should be over.

Su Nan found Fu Yechuan's dialog box and said without hesitation: "Let's get a divorce."

Although her mind was groggy, she knew that her decision was right.

Fu Yechuan's phone rang immediately, and she could almost predict his anger at the moment. The man's voice was cold and indifferent:

"Su Nan, what are you making a fuss about? Please give me a price for how much you want. The doctor said Wanrou is very dangerous..."

Nan suppressed her drowsiness and interrupted him. She twitched the corner of her mouth coldly, her voice was hoarse and low, "Fu Yechuan, we will meet with the Civil Affairs Bureau in an hour, otherwise we will let her wait for death."

After she finished speaking, she hung up the phone, and then a text message popped up.

Received a transfer of 1 million.

"Ha ha……"
Chapter completed!