A gentleman has an arrogant face, ignores his anger, and faces it calmly.
So what if there is no divorce law in Ji Jin? So what if there is?
Even if there is, this bastard man will probably refuse to acknowledge it!
The relationship between two couples is like a piece of paper in modern times. If it can survive, it will last a lifetime, but if it cannot survive, it will break up.
What was the difference in this ancient time?
Wouldn’t a man also divorce a woman because she is ‘out of love’?
Why did the woman live in fear and tied herself to a tree?
And this Gu Xiyan is now a ghost Qingfeng. Although Jun Ziyan has her soul in her body, she has no intention of taking up the troubles she suffered during her lifetime! She doesn't want to, and she doesn't care!
"I say it again, you must come back home with me tonight!" Wanyanche tried hard to suppress his anger and spoke clearly.
"Then I will tell you for the last time, don't even think about it!" Jun Ziyan pursed her lips and replied. At this moment, she wished she had martial arts skills and slapped him to death.
As soon as the words came out, Wanyan Che felt a sudden pain in his heart, like the sound of his heart bursting. He made fists with both hands and his joints creaked. He didn't expect that even though he begged in such a low voice, she still didn't know how to move forward or retreat.
The night outside the window has darkened, and there are no lamps lit in the room. The light is thin and dim, making Wanyanche's angry and shy eyes even more sharp and sharp.
Junzi Yan narrowed his eyes sharply, feeling the increasingly angry and chilling aura of the other party. His heart suddenly sank, and with a slight hint of uneasiness, he forced himself to calm down and said coldly: "It's already getting late, shouldn't it be time for the general to go back?
"The cold voice was polite and indifferent.
"Gu Xiyan, what do you want me to do? We all make mistakes. The most important thing is that I, Wanyan Che, have the will to repent. Isn't it enough that I was so angry in a low voice? What else do you want? It's time for you to stop!"
Wanyanche ignored her order to expel guests and asked angrily, his eagle eyebrows raised angrily and his lips pursed unwillingly.
"Enough is enough? This sentence should be given to you. When can you stop? I didn't ask you to do anything, and I don't need to. If you want to know what I want to do, it's simple, I tell you, I just need to"
free'."
Jun Ziyan was startled when he saw his figure, raised his eyebrows and asked coldly: "General, are you willing to give it? What I, Jun Ziyan, want is 'freedom', not the 'title' of the general's wife."
"You are Gu Xiyan, not a gentleman." Wanyanche roared with uncontrollable annoyance and said coldly: "Now that I have said it, let me tell you that it is impossible." Wanyanche was so angry that he slurred his words.
Quite seriously, he continued with a look of urgency: "You must go home tonight!"
Seeing him approaching him, Jun Ziyan's expression changed, he turned around and quickly opened the door. Suddenly, his body felt weak and slumped, and he felt that his body had been taken into the arms of the bastard man behind him.
Jun Ziyan closed his eyes unwillingly, and the only remaining consciousness knew that it was this stinky man's trick to play dirty. Damn, nnd, you will look good later.
He didn't want to do this, but he had to do it. Wanyanche looked at the beautiful lady in his arms, sighed feebly, stretched out the hand that had been holding a sword all year round to caress her thin face, and said palely and helplessly: "Xi Yan,
Let’s go back to the house and stop being so angry. You can punish me as much as you want when you go back, okay?”
A slightly wine-scented kiss fell lightly on her frowning eyebrows, feeling distressed and helpless, and he hugged her up.
He felt that the beauty in his arms was as light as a willow, which made his handsome face suddenly sink, guilt surged like a tide, and his heart felt like a knife.
At this moment, he vowed that he would never betray her again.
He opened the door with his free hand, and the dim yellow lamp reflected his resolute and handsome face. At this time, he looked at the person in his arms with a tender face, and his hard and cold outline was slightly softer.
At the landing, Li Yubai's figure standing with a sword suddenly came into view, and a cold and murderous aura faintly dispersed, causing Wanyan Che to stop suddenly.