Chapter 543 No matter what happens in the future, you will suffer
I am standing in front of you, how much do I look like before?
Zhuo Jian looked at him in a blink of an eye, his eyes were filled with ice.
She lowered her eyes and walked towards him with her skirt.
The coat she wore on her shoulder was still his suit.
Too anxious at that time.
But at this time, it doesn't matter anymore.
He wouldn't care about a coat.
He stood there, never taking another step forward in front of her.
"It's you who choose to stay, and you will suffer no matter what happens in the future."
Fu Yanye looked down at her and reminded her indifferently.
I will suffer what happens in the future?
She can bear anything, just let her see the child.
Children cannot lose their fathers, and naturally they cannot lose their mothers.
She thought, or as a parent, those loves were no longer important.
She once despised those women who did not divorce for their children.
But now, I have followed in the footsteps of these women.
Or this is fate.
She was voluntary.
Zhuo Jian looked at his back, then followed him forward with the hem of the skirt.
She had the worst plan, but...
But the elevator was closed.
His dark eyes looked at her, as if he was about to push her away to a distance as far as the Milky Way.
Zhuo Jian's heartbeat missed two beats and almost couldn't come back to his senses.
What does he want to do?
He can't do that.
A gust of cold wind blew, and she looked at the closed door, realizing that she might not even get his hypocritical care.
if only……
But after going downstairs, she found that the children were gone.
She searched all the bedrooms upstairs, and not only did the children disappear, but the aunt and bodyguard were also gone.
She called, but Yuan Man and his cell phones were all turned off.
She finally became anxious and saw the living room from upstairs.
He was the only one sitting on the sofa and lighting a cigarette.
"Where are the kids?"
Zhuo Jian ran down, strode to him, and asked him anxiously.
Fu Yanye took a sip of cigarette, threw the lighter to the side, then leaned inside, looking at her with dark eyes.
At this time, one of them is the controller of insight and strategy, and the other is the little family who is about to be locked in a cage.
Zhuo Jian didn't realize that, and was just worried about the children's affairs and took another step forward.
"Where did you hide them?"
He doesn't want her to see the child again, right?
If he dares to do that, she will fight him to the death.
But he took a sip of cigarettes and stared at her like he was staring at his prey covered in bruises and was unable to escape.
There was no emotion in his eyes, cold and cruel.
Even though she was crying, even if she was heartbroken.
He looked at her, looking at the coat she was wearing was his, the ring she was wearing was his, she cut off his long hair she liked, and took his child to elope with a man who was driving a helicopter.
Um.
This woman deserves to be damned.
The huge living room suddenly became quiet.
The two of them looked at each other for a while, and she walked up to him with her long skirt, bent down, and squatted down.
She held his arm and looked at him pitifully with clear eyes.
Time passed by minute by minute, and Zhuo Jian was trembling when he saw it.
The surroundings were so quiet that a needle could be heard falling to the ground. In the past few minutes, she had a hysterical roar in her heart, but in the end, she could only beg such a humble plea in front of him.
"Fu Yanye, where did you hide them? Tell me if you can?"
Fu Yanye raised her arm holding her, and looked at her disgustedly.
Zhuo Jian clenched his hands tightly. Knowing that he didn't want her to touch her, she withdrew her hand and just squatted in front of him and continued begging him: "Please tell me if it's okay? Where did you hide them?"
Fu Yanye then looked at her again, looked at her extremely pitiful appearance, and took another breath of cigarette.
He had known that she wanted to leave, and he thought that he would be fine as long as he beg her.
But why did he forget how cold this woman was under her weak appearance?
She had already tried to kick him away more than once, so why didn't he remember?
Fu Yanye secretly laughed at herself in his heart. What are you still hesitating about? What can she do to make you unable to let go?
It should be pushed to the eighteenth level of hell.
But……
"Why don't you go with him?"
Fu Yanye suddenly asked her.
Zhuo Jian was surprised by his problem. She was still wondering where his son had been hidden. After coming to her senses, she could only lower her head weakly, "Where is my son, where am I?"
"Do you think you are still qualified to meet them?"
He looked down at her with his phoenix eyes, and his low and heavy voice mocked her.
"Why am I not qualified?"
Zhuo Jian was so angry that she could give in to the child, could he not?
"You want them to lose their fathers since childhood, and with that, you are not qualified to see them again."
Fu Yanye reminded him coldly.
“…”
Zhuo Jian felt a chill when he heard it.
"You are free now, Zhuo Jian, go and find the freedom you want. From now on, you will not have any burden. I wish you happiness."
Fu Yanye looked at her, and the last four words were even more said, making people feel like a knife.
He didn't want to give her freedom.
He clearly wanted to kill someone.
"Fu Yanye, I know I'm wrong. Can you forgive me? At least don't let me not know where they are, and don't let me see them."
Zhuo Jian held his legs nervously and begged him softly.
Fu Yanye felt that she looked like a poor pug now.
But he couldn't be happy.
He deserves to be happy.
She deserves to be so painful.
"You can make them lose their father, why can't I let them lose their mother? No, they don't have to lose their mother, I can find another one for them, and I will be willing to do it with them with all my heart."
Fu Yanye looked at her, and every word was ruthless and mean.
Zhuo Jian sat on the carpet in fright, looking at him with tears in his eyes, "You can't do this."
For some reason, my voice was hoarse.
"Why can't I? If you don't leave tonight, I will think that nothing has happened. I can hold you whatever you want, as long as you can be happy, but you don't have them. They are you who gave up on yourself."
Fu Yanye looked at her with a sharp look, and there was no warmth in his words.
He knew what she was most afraid of, so he deliberately tried to stimulate her.
Zhuo Jian's face was covered with tears, but he suddenly became angry.
She stood up with the hem of her skirt, unable to breathe in her breath. She gritted her teeth and threatened, "If you dare to make me desperate, I will die to show you."
"You try."
Fu Yanye sneered.
Try it?
Zhuo Jian raised his hand and wiped away his tears. Seeing his cold appearance, he opened his mouth and gasped, turned his head to look at the sealed window, and then carried his skirt and walked towards the door.
Just give it a try.
Her back is determined.
She knew what she was doing, and when she got to this point, they could no longer convince each other calmly.
Then, let them have another bet.
But before she could reach the door, someone suddenly stood up from the sofa, and soon, she was hugged tightly from behind.