【Father and Son Burning Hell + Male Lead 2 Forcibly Takes Love + Female Lead Is Sober-headed and Never Looks Back + Face-Slapping】
On the day Jiang Shiyuan had a miscarriage, Xie Jinghuai and...
Chapter 146 will never be interrupted!
Xie Jinghuai felt a stab to the heart!
He didn't say he wanted to break up, so she has no right to do so!
"Jiang Shiyuan, do you think you've completely severed ties with me?"
The man's eyes welled with bloodshot tears, and he exhaled a sharp breath. "We have Tongtong between us. Even if you divorce me, you can't change the fact that you are Tongtong's mother! Blood ties and family bonds can never be severed!"
Jiang Shiyuan, who once had his son all to do, now had eyes as dry as a well, utterly devoid of emotion.
"Blood ties cannot be severed, but the bond between mother and child can."
Jiang Shiyuan's voice was like it contained solid ice, "When Xie Junheng forgot my birthday, celebrated Lin Zhixin's birthday, gave her a bracelet he made himself, and kissed her cheek, in my heart, he was no longer my son."
Xie Jinghuai's face stiffened, and his curled fingers dug into his palm.
He suddenly remembered that Lin Zhixin's birthday this year was spent at Guanlan Garden, where he and his son had spent it with her.
Tongtong gave Lin Zhixin a bracelet he had personally made, prepared a cake, and gave Lin Zhixin a ruby necklace worth millions.
Every year, he would celebrate Lin Zhixin's birthday by inviting Shen Zhantang and a few friends from the industry to get together.
Only this year, when Lin Zhixin went abroad for treatment and her health was not good, did he choose to stay at home and have a simple celebration with Tongtong.
Xie Jinghuai stared intently into the woman's cold eyes, feeling as if a sharp needle had stung his heart.
He never expected that Lin Zhixin would be there when he and his son celebrated her birthday!
"Jiang Shiyuan, aren't you making a mountain out of a molehill?"
Xie Jinghuai's breath hitched, and he shifted the blame to his son, "Tongtong is just a five-year-old child. In his eyes, Zhixin is just a relative he likes. Giving Zhixin a little trinket is just a matter of politeness. Why are you arguing with a child over such a small thing?"
You're a mother, can't you even tolerate your own son?
She's very calculating.
She gave everything for this father and son, only to end up being petty and calculating.
That bracelet might not mean much to Xie Jinghuai, a man who lacks humanity.
Even with such a worthless little thing, her own son never gave it to her.
Anticipation, longing, disappointment, heartache... Five years have passed, and these stifling, bitter, and hidden pains have gradually worn away love and family ties.
"Xie Jinghuai, you came to see me tonight and gave me a gift, probably to make me give up the idea of divorce."
Jiang Shiyuan took a deep breath, as if looking at a complete stranger, "Perhaps you are under pressure from your grandmother, perhaps it is your dark possessiveness, or perhaps you do not allow the Xie family's generations of marriage traditions and harmonious marital relationships to be broken in your generation."
After all, you are the president of Xie's Group, and changes in your marital status will affect your image within the company. In your view, the best situation is having an honest wife at home and a passionate lover outside.
But I'm sorry, I, Jiang Shiyuan, will never again be the background for your and Lin Zhixin's lovey-dovey displays.
This is my last reminder to you: finish the divorce proceedings as soon as possible. Otherwise, I will file for divorce in court, fight you in court, expose your relationship with Lin Zhixin, and nail your most beloved woman to the pillar of shame.
She really didn't want to get entangled with Xie Jinghuai anymore; the word "divorce" had worn her lips out.
After saying that, she resolutely turned around.
"I've told you a thousand times, Lin Zhixin is not my lover. What do you want in return for your belief?!"
Xie Jinghuai's heart clenched, and he gripped her wrist again with terrifying force.
"Let go!" Jiang Shiyuan's eyes reddened as she tried to break free.
Her slender hand slipped from the man's grasp in an instant, but due to her loss of balance, her body leaned backward.
Xie Jinghuai opened his dark eyes wide and stretched out his arm to grab her, but only touched her cold fingertips.
"Be careful." A gentle voice suddenly rang in her ear.
The next second, Jiang Shiyuan fell into that familiar, solid chest.
The man's hot breath swept across her reddened earlobe, like a warm fire, teasing her ear tips and her heart.
Jiang Shiyuan, wrapped in a down jacket, trembled and looked up to meet Fu Chenzhou's deep, peach-blossom eyes.
Fu Chenzhou wrapped his arms around her slender waist, and she could feel the heat from his broad palms even through her down jacket.
The man's grip on her waist and abdomen gradually tightened, his expression indifferent yet his actions subtly revealing his dominance.
It's like silently expressing his stance in front of Xie Jinghuai, the empress.
“Fu Chenzhou…” Xie Jinghuai gritted his teeth, his handsome face turning ashen.
"Let's go back first and play chess with Banban for a while."
Fu Chenzhou lowered his head, grasped her shoulders with both hands, and helped her stand up. "You seem to really like strawberries? I noticed you ate the most strawberries after dinner."
Jiang Shiyuan was slightly taken aback, then nodded obediently, "Mm."
In just one meal, Fu Chenzhou figured out her tastes.
She and Xie Jinghuai had been married for many years, yet he knew nothing about her.
"I asked Aunt Zhou to prepare some more. Go and eat with Banban." Fu Chenzhou smiled, her voice soft and gentle, as if she were treating her like a child.
Jiang Shiyuan pursed her lips slightly.
Xie Jinghuai wouldn't leave, and she couldn't leave either, so she might as well go inside to avoid the evil aura brought by that scoundrel.
She felt inexplicably at ease and turned back to the villa.
The early winter night was already chilly, and the tension between the two men facing off made the atmosphere even more somber.
Fu Chenzhou took a step forward, like an insurmountable mountain, blocking Xie Jinghuai's way and not even giving him a chance to see the back of Jiang Shiyuan's head.
"Fu Chenzhou, aren't you the one who's been fighting and grabbing?" Xie Jinghuai's chest swelled, and he was on the verge of bursting.
"Oh, I had completely forgotten about that. I didn't expect Mr. Xie to still remember."
Fu Chenzhou tilted his head lazily, his eyebrows slightly raised, "Should I say you're petty and vengeful, or have I hit the nail on the head and touched your fragile self-esteem?"
Xie Jinghuai gritted his teeth, "I won't argue with you over this. After all, no matter how much you scheme, you can't change the fact that Jiang Shiyuan is my wife."
The man gave a half-smile. "Really? You're that confident?"
In the dim light, his eyes subtly revealed a powerful sense of aggression.
Xie Jinghuai's eyes turned sinister. "Tell Jiang Shiyuan to come out and come with me."
"OK."
Fu Chenzhou laughed, "You said you like her, that she's in your heart, so you can take her away whenever you want."
Furthermore, from this day forward, I will no longer interfere in your affairs, and I mean what I say.
Xie Jinghuai's heart was pounding loudly, and when he tried to swallow hard, it was like swallowing a dud.
"Is it really so difficult for a dignified Mr. Xie to admit or deny it?"
Xie Jinghuai's phoenix eyes turned bloodshot. "Whether I like her or not is none of your business."
"Those who are self-righteous are not enlightened, and those who are self-righteous are not distinguished. I'm just being ridiculous, talking about feelings with someone like you whose ego is as inflated as a takeout coupon. How laughable."
Fu Chenzhou put one hand in his pocket, turned around, and had no desire to communicate with this emotionally idiotic person anymore.
You can't take her away from me.
Xie Jinghuai stared coldly at his back, his thin lips curving into a sharp, menacing smile. "Jiang Shiyuan once loved me so much. In front of me, she would fawn over me, humbling herself to the dust. I've seen her at her most humble, and I've also seen her at her most tender, the way she cried all night after being bullied."
Fu Chenzhou kept his back to him, his shoulder and neck muscles undulating slightly.
“We are too deeply entangled, and we have children. This time, she threw a tantrum and threatened to divorce me, but I am certain that it won’t be long before she comes back to me and continues to be Mrs. Xie.”
Xie Jinghuai scoffed coldly, still exuding confidence. He refused to admit defeat in the slightest. "Such deep feelings, I don't believe they can just disappear like that."
"She did love you very much once."
Fu Chenzhou had a sharp jawline, and his overly fair skin made his eyebrows and eyes appear even deeper and darker. "When she loves you, she gives you everything; when she takes it back, she will be watertight."
You can't stop her.
The villa gate slammed shut.
Xie Jinghuai stood alone in the cold wind, his body swaying uncontrollably, as if his spine had been suddenly pulled out.
...
In the living room, Jiang Shiyuan ate strawberries while playing Go with Fu Yansi.
The two, one big and one small, were playing chess with exceptional concentration. Jiang Shiyuan stared intently at the chessboard, picked up a white piece with his fingertips, and put it in his mouth.
Suddenly, she felt a cool sensation on her lips and looked up in surprise.
Fu Chenzhou had appeared beside her unnoticed, leaning down to seal her rosy lips with his long, slender fingers, looking at her with a smile.
"Aunt Jiang, did you not eat enough for dinner? It's so hard, aren't you afraid of breaking your front teeth?"