Prince in Modern Times: My VIP Boyfriend

Chapter 55
"What do you mean it doesn't matter anymore, isn't this house mine?" A thick tenor voice resounded throughout the building.

"Su Tonghai! Are you still a man? I've been with you for three whole years, and now I only want you to have a house. How dare you mention it."

"..."

"How I have treated you these three years, you should know better than anyone else. It was clearly agreed that we would get married, but what about you..." Yanyan gradually sobbed, her voice became intermittent, "For you... I even My dear brother was left in the cold...but how did you treat me?"

"Stop it, please stop it."

"I really followed you after seeing a ghost."

……

The downstairs living room was finally quiet, only the faint sound of Yanyan sobbing could be heard.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and after about half an hour, the voice gradually returned to the living room, which was much more subdued than before.

"Yanyan, I'm sorry! Since you like this house, you can live in it. I will transfer the ownership of the house to you in a few days."

"You clearly know that what I want is not a house."

"But that's all I can give you."

"Why? Why can't you divorce her?"

"Yanyan." Su Tonghai yelled in a deep voice, with sullen expression on his face, "I have said many times, I will not divorce her, she needs me more than you."

"I don't believe it. You said you didn't love her, why do you want to..." Before she could finish speaking, Su Tonghai stood up and interrupted her, "I'm leaving first."

Yanyan also stood up, her slightly curly long hair fluttering around her cheeks, "Okay... let's go, let's go, and never enter this door again."

At this moment, Gu Yuetong understood everything.

No wonder Chen Ma would stop her from walking around here, it turned out that Yanyan was...

Thinking of Yanyan smiling so gracefully last night, but just now because of that man who relentlessly made a scene because of his image, I thought that Yanyan liked that man.

Coming down from upstairs, the sound of Yanyan's sobbing still wafted in the living room.And the paper towels she used to wipe her tears and snot were piled up on the table like a hill.

(End of this chapter)