C5 Chapter 5

It was like when he first woke up, he was inexplicably moved by Yin Zi, but after getting along with her, he found that he could not find that warm and soft feeling on Yin Zi's body. Instead, his gaze could not help but fall on the girl who often went with Yin Zi.

She wore a clean school uniform and had a head full of bangs. She always stood quietly in a place with few people. She was quiet but it made people feel incomparably comfortable.

However, it was her harmless appearance that deceived him! She plotted against him!

"What did I just say? Did I say anything just now?" Tang Luoran leaned against the cold wall with her back against the wall. She looked up at Fu Zichen with a straight face and a calm heart.

The atmosphere instantly fell into silence.

But in the end, the line of sight that shot down from the top of her head seemed to pierce through all of her thoughts. Tang Luoran laughed lightly and shook the phone in her hand. "Oh, right. Yin Zi said on the phone that the child in her womb misses you and wants you to go and accompany her. Do you want to. . . "

Perhaps it was Tang Luoran's innocent look that provoked the bloodthirst in Fu Zichen's chest. Before Tang Luoran finished speaking, Fu Zichen had already lowered his head and fiercely sealed her red lips.

"Oh. . . "

At this moment, Tang Luoran only felt her heart stop following this kiss.

Fu Zichen kissed very deeply. The palm on her waist seemed to want to crush her. . .

At first, Tang Luoran still struggled a few times, but the more time passed, the more exhausted she became. In the end, she was like a deflated balloon.

When he noticed that the movement of the woman in his arms was getting lighter and lighter, Fu Zichen's dark eyes rolled up like waves. He simply picked her up from the waist, walked back to the bed with big steps, and barbarically leaned forward.

"Fu Zichen!!" Tang Luoran's trembling voice called out to him, trying to call back some of this man's rationality.

However, Fu Zichen only increased the strength of his grip on her wrist. His deep and cold eyes stared at her as if he wanted to leave two holes in her face.

So painful!

The territory that no one cared about in the past five years was suddenly occupied. Tang Luoran was in so much pain that she gasped for breath. Her usually cold eyes were instantly filled with tears, and her smooth forehead was covered with sweat.

"Pain. . . Pain, be gentle. . . "

"What are you crying for? Isn't this what you want?" Fu Zichen's suppressed voice came from the top of his head, "Five years ago, in order to marry me, you drugged my wine glass, then climbed onto my bed and forced me to marry you. Why didn't you shout out pain at that time? What are you pretending for now! "

"I originally felt that it was strange. You are such a noble and self-sustaining woman, but you actually took the initiative to request to meet me. . . Ah, so it turns out that you saw the headlines and were jealous. You were afraid that your identity as the young mistress of Fu family would be taken away by another woman, so you were in a hurry to see me?"

In the quiet space, the bed made creaking sounds because of the weight of the two people.

Tang Luoran's body trembled and her five fingers tightly pulled the blanket under her body. She squeezed out a sentence through gritted teeth, "I don't know what you are talking about!"

She admitted that she took the initiative to take off her clothes and climb onto his bed. She was' luckily 'seen by the Tang family and Fu family, but she had never drugged his wine!

She had asked him to meet today because she wanted to divorce him. She had even pressed the divorce agreement on the coffee table in the living room downstairs. Other than that, she had nothing else to think about!

However, it was this sentence that caused Fu Zichen to become even more serious.

"Tang Luoran, how long do you have to pretend to be innocent?!"

In his rage, the man's movements became even wilder.

"Fu Zichen. . . " The woman's voice was sobbing, but the dark night covered the rolling tears at the corners of her eyes, including the pain, helplessness, and intense love in her eyes.

She knew that he still hated her for what happened five years ago.

The night was as deep as the sea, the white curtain rolled, and a cool breeze came through the gaps of the window.

. . .

The next morning, a ray of sunlight shone directly into the room. The huge bedroom was so quiet that it was suffocating.

Tang Luoran gradually woke up from her dream. The place beside her was empty. Presumably, Fu Zichen did not want to stay in bed with her for too long. He was afraid that he already hated her to the bone.

It was fine if they did not meet. Alright, as long as they met, there would be unhappiness.

Thinking about the storm last night, Tang Luoran closed her eyes helplessly. She went home just to discuss the divorce with him, but before she could say anything, something like this happened.

Tang Luoran laid on the bed for a while more, endured the soreness in her body, got up from the bed, put on her slippers and walked into the bathroom.

She originally planned to wash up, put on some clothes, and then go to the hospital. But at this time, a series of crackling sounds came from downstairs, as if the villa was going to be opened.

Tang Luoran quickly tied up her ponytail and went downstairs. After taking two steps, a cold and deep male voice sounded in the living room, "Divorce agreement?"

The tall man stood at the coffee table in the living room and only left a handsome side profile. He lowered his head and stared at the black and white words in his hand. His eyes were deep and terrifying.