The sweet wife is too sweet: Husband, do you want a hug?

Chapter 80 Divorce (1)

In an elegant and stylish cafe.

Sitting by the window was a man wearing a white shirt and black trousers. He looked as gentle and handsome as jade, and he looked elegant and charming while drinking coffee.

Although Fu Sichen had never met Lu Zishen before, he had heard of his name, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw Lu Zishen's striking figure.

When Fu Sichen came over, Lu Zishen got up and greeted him politely.

The two of them shook hands symbolically, and after they both sat down, Fu Sichen said straight to the point, "Lawyer Lu, if you have anything to say, you can just say it directly. I don't think there is anything I can threaten you with!"

Lu Zishen slightly hooked his lower lip, his face was stained with a smile that was as warm and harmless as a spring breeze, but in fact it was deep and unpredictable. He took out a cowhide bag and handed it to Fu Sichen.

When Fu Sichen saw the photo in the leather bag, his face changed suddenly.

With scarlet eyes, he tore the photo into pieces furiously.

After his emotions erupted to a high point, he punched the table hard again.

There was a loud bang, which seemed very abrupt in the quiet coffee shop.

Several guests around cast strange glances at them.

There was always a warm smile on Lu Zishen's lips, while Fu Sichen's face was extremely gloomy.

"Young Master Fu, I still have a backup, it's useless for you to tear these up." Lu Zishen picked up his coffee and took a sip gracefully.

Fu Sichen's teeth itch with hatred for that modest young man's appearance.

"Lawyer Lu, where did you get these photos?" Fu Sichen asked with scarlet eyes.

Lu Zishen leaned his long body against the back of the chair. Compared with Fu Sichen's rage, he looked very calm and calm. In Fu Sichen's eyes, how abhorrent that appearance was!

Tapping lightly on the table with his slender fingertips, Lu Zishen hooked the corners of his lips, smiling softly, "Young Master Fu, don't care where I got the photos, I only know that once these photos are made public, not only Tang Xinyan will hate you to the bone , your younger brother, Fu Yao, will take your place!"

Fu Sichen's hands on the table were clenched into fists, and the veins on the back of his hands were bulging, "Your conditions!"

"Young Master Fu is indeed a smart person. My condition is very simple, let Tang Xinyan be free."

If it was said that Fu Sichen's expression was already ugly when he saw those photos, then, when he heard this sentence, his expression could only be described as the color of a pot.

"Lawyer Lu, is it possible that you are also Tang Xinyan's servant? I have to remind you that although she is beautiful, she is dirty. It is not worth your effort to restore her freedom!" Fu Sichen gritted his teeth.

Lu Zishen raised his eyebrows with a half-smile, "Whether it's worth it or not, I don't need to worry about it! Jiangshan and beauty, Fu Shao chooses one. If you choose Jiangshan, I promise you, those photos will never be circulated!"

Fu Sichen clenched his hands into fists, tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened again, as if making such a choice was harder than reaching heaven for him.

Lu Zi smiled warmly, "Young Master Fu, as far as I know, you are already with Tang Yurou. Since you think Tang Xinyan is dirty, what else is there to miss?"

Pain flashed across Fu Sichen's deep brown eyes, and his voice was heavy and hoarse, "You won't understand my feelings for her."

Lu Zi sneered deeply and said nothing more.

If it is a woman he loves deeply, even if it is dirty, he will not dislike her.

If all you care about is a film, such a relationship is not worthy of being called love at all!

(End of this chapter)