C13 He Went Back on His Word

Su Jiale's eyes were fixed on Qin Huai's noble and outstanding face. Her dry lips opened and closed, but she could not find a suitable sentence.

She simply did not say anything else. Su Jiale took a step forward and swung her wrist to slap Qin Huai. She used all her strength and a palm print appeared on Qin Huai's fair face.

However, he still didn't show any signs of anger. Qin Huai straightened his head, which was slightly tilted by her slap. He said word by word, "Hit me. Have you vented your anger? "

Su Jiale snorted coldly and bitterly turned her face away.

Before she could react, Qin Huai had already reached out and pulled her back into his arms. His arms were tight and strong, and he wrapped them around her slender waist from behind.

"Is it time for me to settle the score?" Qin Huai buried his head on her left shoulder, almost touching her ear. He asked in a whisper, "Why are you with Bao Jinyu?"

Su Jiale coldly pulled his hand away and said with a suppressed anger, "What does it have to do with you? Can't I allow you to cheat on me?"

Qin Huai's eyes were bitingly cold and his voice finally had a trace of coldness. Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, "Jiale, don't make me angry."

Su Jiale snorted in amusement. There was a rare mocking look on her face. "I made you angry? Do you still remember what you said to my grandfather when we were married?"

Qin Huai was silent. He naturally would not forget that he promised to protect her and protect her. He would not let her suffer any pressure or grievance. It was he who broke his promise.

Su Jiale kept him silent and the sarcasm in her eyes became even more intense. She put away her cold smile and said in a distant manner, "Since it is still early, go and get the divorce certificate."

She finished speaking but Qin Huai did not move. He still maintained his position and stood there. The expression on his face was inexplicable, but his voice was firm and neat. "I will not divorce you, Jiale."

Su Jiale glanced at him coldly and was not as excited as before. Her voice was very calm as she said, "Is that so? Then I will also return you a sentence - Director Qin, it is not that you say you will not divorce. You will not divorce. "

Qin Huai frowned slightly when he heard that. He was a little absent-minded.

Su Jiale did not look at him again. She put on her coat and walked out the door.

When she walked to the door, Su Jiale suddenly stopped. She did not turn her head but said coldly, "Actually, I do not have to divorce. It has been so long since we have been husband and wife. One mistake can still be forgiven."

She paused, and then continued with her words without any warmth: "However, even if I don't have a child, I don't have the hobby of being a stepmother, and I won't allow my husband to be called a father by other people's children."

Qin Huai stood there silently. There was an indescribable sorrow in his deep eyes.

Su Jiale originally wanted to call Bao Jinyu, but when she thought of his annoying face this morning, she really didn't want to hear his voice, so she still sent him a message.

Half an hour later, Bao Jinyu's car appeared at the appointed place on time.

She booked a private room. It was quiet and spacious, and it was bright. There was a full set of bamboo furniture in the room, and the color and craftsmanship were exquisite.

When Bao Jinyu opened the door and entered, he saw such a beautiful scene. The gentle and quiet woman was making tea by the tea table by the window. Just by looking at her back, he could smell the distant scent of a socialite.

The teacup was white, but the hand that stuck to the teacup seemed to be even whiter. It was truly a hand with skin as smooth as cream. The tea was fragrant, and the fragrance in the empty room was more mellow. It was rich and long, but the person who made the tea seemed to be more fragrant. His entire body exuded an irresistible feminine scent.

"Cough cough." Bao Jinyu had his hands behind his back as he slowly walked over with a straight and straight figure. He had a calm and elegant temperament that was neither light nor heavy. He had a vague noble air about him.