On the wedding night, the boss is addicted to molesting his wife

Chapter 140 Chapter 140, I want you to divorce
Deep in the cemetery.

Lu Juanchen parked the car, and saw Han Yan in white shirt from afar, sitting in front of Aunt Xue's grave, drinking beer - he could smell the strong smell of beer, so it could be seen that he must have drunk a lot.

This guy, with injuries on his body, came to this kind of place to drink too much. He really didn't care about his body more and more.

Very good at doing it.

"Why did you come here? Didn't you let you be raised in the hospital?"

His words stopped when he saw the cold eyes of his good brother.

He had seen this murderous look six years ago.

That day, Han Yan injured him.

Of course, the premise is: he didn't fight back.

This was probably the first time he had been injured since he was a soldier, and the injury was so serious that he had to be raised for three or four months.

What happened to Han Yan today?
He didn't offend him!

Lu Juanchen thought about what he had done recently, the two of them had nothing to do with each other, so they accepted his request to pick him up from the island.

"You're not quite right, what happened?"

Lu Juanchen thought about it secretly, and came to him, walking very cautiously.

Han Yan kept drinking wine, with a sinister sneer on the corner of his lips, when he stood up, he shook his body:
"Why, you are guilty of being a thief, you dare not even drink with me? Lu Juanchen, you are a fucking hypocrite..."

In the past, the two of them were good brothers who talked about everything, drank together, made trouble together, and were the strongest buddies.

Later, as soon as he saw him, he would attack people with the most vicious and mean words.

Lu Juanchen felt uncomfortable, but he didn't fight back.

"What's not to dare."

He grabbed a bottle of wine from the ground.

At this moment, without any warning, a punch came straight at him with anger, but Lu Junchen instinctively grabbed it firmly.

As the soldier king of the special military region, no one can break the records he set when he was in the army.Even though he has retired for six years, he still finds time to train his physical fitness every day.

Han Yan wanted to hurt him unless he was willing to eat his fist.

"What are you doing?" Lu Juanchen frowned, "I wanted to fight as soon as we met, did you eat gunpowder?"

"You should die. Lu Juanchen, you should die, you should die, you should die..."

Han Yan became emotional again and roared. The madman's roar echoed over the empty cemetery, shaking the birds on the trees to run away.

Lu Junchen let go of his hand expressionlessly, opened the can, took a sip, and continued calmly: "If you want to trouble me, why do you come here to bother Aunt Xue?"

Not familiar with him.

He just thought he was making trouble for no reason.

"Where did Aunt Xue come from? This is just Aunt Xue's tomb. Aunt Xue was lost by you long ago. Lu Junchen, Aunt Xue saved us, but you lost Aunt Xue... and even gave Aunt Xue's only daughter to her." It’s gone, tell me, do you feel ashamed?”

He suddenly grabbed the hem of his shirt firmly.

Ashamed.

That's why Lu Junchen set up a tomb here.

"I'm ashamed of Aunt Xue. It has nothing to do with you looking for me today! Do you want to use this guilt to make a fuss?"

He pondered his motive, but couldn't figure it out, took a sip of wine, thought for a while, and said:
"You'd better cut straight to the point and tell me why you are looking for me today. Since you are here in Mutu Town, why don't you come to my house? My wife is also here, so I can introduce you..."

"To shut up."

Han Yan suddenly yelled, his handsome face was ugly, and the expression of gritted teeth was so hideous and terrifying.

I don't know what stimulated him, so he raised his fist and hit it down again - this time, he still missed, and was still held back by Lu Junchen.

"Han Yan, you should be very clear that in a real fight, you are not my opponent..."

Lu Junchen pushed him away, picked up the crumpled clothes:
"What's the matter with you? What's wrong with you? What do I owe you? Do you want to come here to be angry with you?"

Han Yan clenched his fists, his eyes could almost burst into flames.

He hated it, wished he could beat this man until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, but he couldn't hit him at all, and this man actually asked innocently: What's wrong with you?
"What's wrong with me?
"I've been ruined by you all my life.

"Lu Juanchen, you owe me a lot of money again, you still have the face to ask me what's wrong?"

Han Yan squeezed the soda can in his hand into a ball, his furious appearance was better than six years ago, but Lu Juanchen didn't know where he had provoked him again.

He instinctively took a few steps back, keeping a safe distance from him:

"Hey hey, can you calm down, no matter how angry you are, you have to say something ugly... Otherwise, I am inexplicable here, and I am not on the same channel as you at all. There is no way to solve it... I, what do I owe you?"

Lu Juanchen was patient and wanted to reason with him, trying to find out where the problem of love lies.

In Xixi Yemu, Han Yan closed his eyes, tried hard to control his emotions, and finally fell directly to the ground, throwing out a summary in a cold voice:

"Anyway, Lu Juanchen, what you owe me will never be cleared in this lifetime..."

He emphasized that he wanted to use this to increase his sense of guilt.

"And then..." Lu Juanchen was very helpless, took another sip of the wine, feeling that the wine was so fucking bitter: "You keep reminding me that I owe you, what exactly do you want me to do?"

Han Yanzhuo stared at him, paused every word, and finally bit out his purpose: "I want you to divorce."

After a pause, he added another sentence: "As long as I don't have a good life, you can't have a good life either..."

This request is really ridiculous.

It sounds more like a naive ghost playing a rogue.

Lu Juanchen was taken aback for a moment, but knew that he was serious.

In other words, he went to his house today and saw that his husband and wife relationship is very good, so his mind became unbalanced again, and he wanted to torture him again.

Before he could say anything, Han Yan pointed at Aunt Xue's tombstone and called out again:

"Lu Junchen, don't forget that you have a fiancée. Back then, you swore to Aunt Xue's ashes that you would marry Aunt Xue's daughter, and you would wait for her to grow up, but now you are marrying another one. How can you be sorry? Aunt Xue's spirit in heaven... You forgot, of course how Aunt Xue died... So, you must get a divorce..."

The reason for "necessary divorce" is also far-fetched.

That's right.

Back then, Lu Junchen, who was only six years old, said so.

But even if this is a verbal promise, Aunt Xue's daughter has been missing for more than twenty years, and she doesn't know whether she is alive or dead.How could this so-called engagement be taken seriously?
Final Thoughts

He just wanted to torture him.

As he said: he owes him.

However, in Lu Juanchen's eyes, there must be a bottom line in everything, and he will not let it go past this bottom line.

"Other things, or room for negotiation, I can't do this matter..."

Lu Juanchen directly refused, even though he felt sorry for him in his heart, but he would not do such things that would harm others or benefit himself.

He can't affect the people he loves with the sequelae of that incident just because he has done something wrong.

Han Yan smashed the soda can in his hand, immediately narrowed his dangerous eyes, and glared at him fiercely. He didn't feel any surprise about this answer.

A kind of unspeakable panic immediately flooded his heart like a tsunami.

If Lu Juanchen refuses to let go, is it that he, Han Yan, should sadly be deprived of the dawn of his dark life by him?

That's right, Qi Tan is the light of his life.

How could he give up on her?
He can't give up on her!
　to be continued……

　　
　
(End of this chapter)