If I tell you that if you don't separate from her today, I will die in front of you, what will you do?"
Han Yichen became anxious all of a sudden. He bounced up like a spring and said, "Quickly, put it down quickly..."
"Don't you know why I have fallen in love with you over the years?
Back then, when Yao Qiqi broke up with you, you blamed me, and I admitted it, but think about it for yourself, would you have been able to do it without me?
If you don’t like me, don’t marry me. Didn’t you also marry me to get the position of chairman of Tang Corporation?
If you are capable like Rong Bai, would you rather go to jail than bow down like the Jiang family?
You chose me, you married me, don't you have any responsibility for me?
If you never admit that I am your wife in your heart, then you have never touched me?
You touched me, and you told me in France that you would love me, but what happened in the end? You deceived me, you forced me to divorce, and you forced me to have an abortion?
Why? Just because I like you, so you just ruin me like this?"
I shouted hysterically. Han Yichen seemed to be frightened by me and shouted: "Calm down, don't mess around, put it down..."
I said: "I can't compare to Yao Qiqi, what about me with the child in my belly? Since you are so cruel to me, you might as well be a little more cruel.
When I die, you don’t have to play around with transferring assets, you can just inherit my inheritance directly, how convenient it is.”
Han Yichen was so scared that he was sweating and tried to get closer to me. I shouted: "Don't come over. This time, do you dare to choose to let me die..."
"Wan Ning, you, don't force me, just tell me what you have to say."
"Hey, what are you making? Crying, making trouble, and hanging yourself? I don't believe you can row on your own."
Yao Qiqi heard the noise upstairs and said angrily. Han Yichen shouted: "Don't irritate her."
"If you like this trick, I will play tricks like this on you every day.
It is better to die than to live. Her uncle is still in prison, is she willing to die? If she dies, who will take care of Rong Bai?
Will you go? Or will your father go? He might go, but who knows what?"
Yao Qiqi smiled, she indeed found my weakness. If I committed suicide, who would care about Rong Bai?
I relaxed my hand a little, and Yao Qiqi smiled and said, "Look, you don't dare anymore, do you?"
Han Yichen's quick eyesight and quick hands took advantage of my momentary relaxation and hurriedly came over and snatched the fruit knife from my hand and threw it on the ground.
"What are you doing? Didn't I mention the divorce now?
Don’t I respect you when it comes to my children? You, why do you have to force me like this?”
His look of pain and helplessness makes me really feel hateful?
"What's going on?"
Tang Hengning doesn't know why he came here?
Seeing a knife on the ground and seeing me crying, he pointed at Han Yichen and shouted, "You bastard, what did you do to Wan Ning?"
Han Yichen and Yao Qiqi did not expect Tang Hengning to come over and were very surprised.
Yao Qiqi shouted flatteringly: "Uncle..."
Tang Hengning asked without any mercy: "Who is your uncle?"
Yao Qiqi's face turned red and white, and she changed her words and shouted: "Mr. Tang..."
Tang Hengning asked: "This is the home of my son and daughter-in-law, what are you doing here?"
"Mr. Tang, Han Yichen and I are in love. We have gone through many hardships to get where we are today. You, will you help us?"
Although I, Yao Qiqi, am not as good as Xia Wanning from a family background, I am pretty good now and have made great achievements in the fashion design industry, so I will not embarrass the Tang family."
Tang Hengning snorted and said, "Quite accomplished? No matter how accomplished you are, aren't you still a clothes maker?"
Yao Qiqi felt that her profession was no longer humiliating, and said, "If that's the case, aren't you just a clothes maker?"
Han Yichen pulled her, but Tang Hengning said without getting angry: "I used to be a clothes maker, but later I was a business owner. Do you have this ability?
Three generations of Wan Ning’s ancestors in our family have been entrepreneurs, what do your Yao family do?”
Yao Qiqi had nothing to say for a moment and could only look at Han Yichen helplessly, hoping that he could help speak.
Tang Hengning shouted to Han Yichen: "What are you doing standing still? Why don't you get this woman out of this room quickly? Do you want me to send someone to do it?"
Han Yichen explained: "Dad, the house over there is being renovated next door, so no one can live there."
"What does it matter to you where she lives? Didn't Tang syndrome pay her a salary?
Since the salary is not enough for her to rent a house, it seems that our Tang syndrome is not suitable for her development, so we should ask her to find another job."
Tang Hengning's words were like bullets and guns, giving no face at all.
Yao Qiqi's arrogance just now has also been put away, and she has become a submissive little daughter-in-law.
Han Yichen stood up slowly and said: "I understand, I will go to the hotel to book a room for her. In short, wherever she is, I will be. I don't want to be separated from her again."
Han Yichen almost despised Tang Hengning.
I didn't expect that his feelings for Yao Qiqi were so deep?
Yao Qiqi had been with Rong Bai before him, and had an abortion when she was in the United States. Who knows what she went through in the United States?
I'm also really curious, what method did she use to confuse Han Yichen into being like this?
Han Yichen was not like this in the past. At least, he had a bottom line.
Tang Hengning was very unhappy when she saw Han Yichen leading Yao Qiqi away like this.
He yelled: "How dare you? How can such a woman be worthy of your love? Are you so obsessed with her? You want to abandon your wife and children?"
Han Yichen turned around and smiled: "Didn't I learn all of this from you? Oh, no, I'm better than you, and I don't have to tie up both sides.
I'm not as lucky as you to enjoy the happiness of everyone, and I don't have the ability to deceive my wife and children for fourteen years."