A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

Zhao Furnuan couldn't figure out what the **** she and her husband had done to give birth to such a worry-free son.

At the wedding, relatives and friends offered their blessings one after another, and praised a pair of newlyweds for their talent and looks.

It had only been so long, and the son had changed his face like June, and demanded a divorce without any room for change.

"Thank you auntie, just boil the water."

Shu Ange was sitting on the sofa, holding a teacup, a faint smile on her elegant pale face.

Every auntie pierced Zhao Funuan's heart like the tip of a needle.

She still remembered the first time she saw Zhou Fanlu, she was thin and small wearing a wide down jacket, her small face was not as big as a slap, and her eyes like black jade looked bright.

At that time, Zhao Funuan was thinking that the little girl looked too pitiful. After learning about her background, she would be better off with Zhou Fanlu.

What the **** was his son thinking, Fan Lu lost his parents early, and his life was even more pitiful. If he made such a scene again, wouldn't he force her to a dead end?

Zhao Furnuan and Zhou Fanlu have some similar experiences, so they can better understand her feelings.

After she poured the water, she sat beside Zhou Fanlu, her eyes fell on her stomach, and she asked in a somber voice, "Is the child noisy, and she still has morning sickness. When I was pregnant with Yanqing, I didn't have any appetite until I was about to give birth. ."

"Mom, can you talk less."

Song Yanqing didn't like her mother talking to Zhou Fanlu, her tone was impatient.

"What's wrong with me talking to Fanlu, is it still in your way?" Zhao Funuan was angry when he saw his son. He had a good personality when he was a child, but he became a sinner when he grew up.

"Auntie, don't be angry, maybe Song Yanqing has something to say."

There were tears in Shu Ange's eyes, and his heart was calm. Emotions are like taking chestnuts out of fire, and the person who is reluctant to let go will hurt.

The reason why Song Yanqing dared to be so selfish and didn't care about Zhou Fanlu's thoughts was because he had changed his mind.

If Zhou Fanlu didn't commit suicide, was stronger, and went to their school to make trouble, his future would be a dream come true.

"Mom, go inside first, and I'll talk to Zhou Fanlu."

Zhao Funuan looked at Zhou Fanlu worriedly, and then scolded Song Yanqing: "Fanlu is a two-body person now, don't irritate her with unpleasant words."

"Understood, I will communicate with her about something."

Zhao Funuan returned to the room, Song Yanqing stood up from the sofa and looked down at Zhou Fanlu: "Knock out the child."

This is what he calls communication, ruthless, like facing a stranger.

"why?"

Without Zhao Funuan present, Shu Ange was calm, looking at Song Yanqing with a bit of ridicule in his eyes.

"We have broken up and are no longer husband and wife. You can't be so selfish. Zhou Fanlu, you are also a highly educated person. I believe you understand this truth better than anyone else."

Song Yanqing is very gentle, fair-skinned, and wears black-rimmed glasses. No one can associate him with the word scumbag.

The weaker the inner person, the more they like to show their strong side to the outside world.

Shu Ange smiled lightly and pulled his hair back to his neck: "You said you don't have feelings for me, why don't you settle the other accounts. Song Yanqing, I'm really poor, since the two of us fell in love, almost all the expenses for eating, drinking, and having fun are from me. out."

Song Yanqing's lips are very thin, and many people say that this is a sign of unkindness.

Zhou Fanlu bumped into his smile. He didn't give up when he reached the Yellow River. He broke through the south wall and didn't look back. He willingly ignored his ruthless side.

Hearing Zhou Fanlu's financial accounts, Song Yanqing immediately turned dark: "What do you mean, I admit that you spend more money when you are in love, but it's not that I didn't spend money."

"Oh, you seem to have forgotten one thing. Even if you count the living expenses from your parents, it's not much money. When the two of us are in different places, I pay for the train tickets."

"You spend a lot of money, but I don't have a good heart. I take the train for more than ten hours to see you every time. Am I not tired?"

"So, what do you mean. As a student who can't afford to share financially, I, a working party who is not free in time, should find you at my own expense, as well as pay for all expenses?"

Song Yanqing couldn't say anything about Shu Ange, so she slammed her hand on the table: "Enough, what if you spend more money when you're in love? Don't I need to spend money on a wedding at my house, and there are 10,000 yuan and a betrothal gift for your engagement. ."

"Song Yanqing, do you really care? In the past few months when I arrived in Nancheng, the sum of money for ordering takeaways and buying fruits was 10,000 or 20,000 yuan. When I got married, your family gave 10,000 yuan, and I bought all kinds of wedding supplies. You To understand, it is not I who want the divorce, it is you who asked for the divorce, and you should be responsible for the expenses of the wedding."

Zhou Fanlu was soft-hearted, reluctant to speak harshly to Song Yanqing, and carried everything in his heart.

But not Shu Ange, she just wanted to reveal Song Yanqing's true face and let him understand his hypocrisy and shamelessness.

Before coming to Nancheng, Shu Ange thought so. But after talking to Song Yanqing, she realized that he didn't think there was anything wrong with his actions at all.

"It's a society ruled by law now. It's not what you say. Zhou Fanlu, for the sake of our few years of relationship, promise me to destroy the child and break up peacefully."

There is no limit to being shameless.

Shu Ange was too lazy to talk nonsense with Song Yanqing, so he turned on the phone and shook it at him: "All the expenses and bills we have together are here, by the way, you can return the phone I bought for you first. After all, it's more than 5,000 yuan. , don't you have no feelings for me?"

"This is a gift, you have given it to me."

Hearing Shu Ange asking herself for a cell phone, Song Yanqing's first reaction was to refute.

"Hey, I really don't know where you've read for so many years. It's a gift between husband and wife. You propose that you don't have feelings for me and want to divorce. Shouldn't you return it? Besides, I didn't ask you to ask for it. A few years of love expenses didn't let you return the last mobile phone money - there are five thousand eight."

When Zhou Fanlu was looking for life and death, Song Yanqing was only impatient and worried that her death in his own home would affect his future and future.

When she settled the bill with him, Song Yanqing broke out completely: "What the **** do you mean, don't be a hooligan in front of me. I'll leave it here, I won't give you a penny to compensate you. Yes. If you're willing to get together and talk about everything, don't blame me for calling the police if you don't."

"You want to call the police? Do you want me to call 110 for you?"

Shu Ange took out the phone and pressed the "110" three keys, Song Yanqing immediately went crazy: "Stop, are you crazy? Zhou Fanlu, I beg you to let me go."

"Why, didn't you say you were going to call the police?"

"Fan Lu, when did your personality become so extreme, are you still the pure and kind Fan Lu?"

[Lanqiao would like to know, do you think what Song Yanqing said is right? 】