I couldn't turn the pages of this beautifully illustrated magazine anymore after just two pages.

Although I have let it go, I am still holding my breath in my heart.

She didn't quite understand how despicable she had behaved over the years to make Yan Nanchuan think that she was just angry and that he could just coax her into submission.

Think about these years, hasn’t it been a shame?

No matter how Yan Nanchuan humiliated and ignored her, she would always stick up to him with a cheeky face. Even the strongest and most invincible warriors were not as tenacious as her.

But in Yan Nanchuan's heart, she was not even a nanny.

She didn't see a penny of the betrothal gift from the Yan family. After marrying into the Yan family, she didn't have to pay for food, clothing, and housing. As for pocket money, the housekeeper couldn't bear to see her so much, so he gave her one or two thousand yuan every month as a salary.

Finally, Yan Nanchuan woke up. She still received a monthly salary. Even though Yan Nanchuan's company had grown bigger and bigger and he had made more and more money in the past two years, she had never received any large sums of money or secondary cards.

Even hiring a caregiver would cost 10,000 or 20,000 yuan a month.

The more Song Li thought about it, the more he felt that he couldn't just leave him alone like this.

Seeing Song Li putting on his slippers and going to the balcony, Shen Yue became anxious.

[Is my beautiful mother distressed? ]

[Listen to me, beautiful mom, I feel sorry for the man who is unlucky...]

Before "A Lifetime" came out, Shen Yue realized that she was wrong.

Her beautiful mother went over and opened the window, and Yan Nanchuan was pushed out without warning.

Because they were caught off guard so suddenly, the two sturdy bodyguards who were holding onto their safety belts were pulled forward by inertia. After Yan Nanchuan dropped half a meter, he was suddenly caught again.

The seat belt almost broke Yan Nanchuan's old waist, and he gritted his teeth and let out a "hiss!" in pain.

"Aren't you going to die in front of me?" Song Li looked at the orange seat belt on his body meaningfully, "What does Mr. Yan mean now?"

Yan Nanchuan, who was exposed, smiled awkwardly, holding the safety belt and hanging in the air, "Wife, I was wrong!"

"..." Song Li glared at him coldly, waiting for his excuse.

"I just miss you too much. It's been a month. No matter what I do, you don't want to see me. I have no choice but to do this."

"Why are you in such a hurry to see me? Are you in such a hurry to divorce me and give me half of my property?"

"Why divorce? I won't divorce, even if I die."

"That's fine!" Song Li curled his lips, "Unfasten your seatbelt and jump off from here, and I won't leave."

Hearing this, Yan Nanchuan looked down. He was thinking about the feasibility of having someone lay out a life-saving air cushion. Just as he started, he heard Song Li add:

"If you become a widower directly, in addition to half of the common property of the couple, you can also get half of your half of the inheritance, so you can only get half to more than two-thirds.

Profitable! "

[My beautiful mother is so awesome! That’s what I did. No matter if he’s dead or alive, it’s better if he’s dead.]

[Sister Fang, hurry up and carry me over. I feel itchy if I don’t watch all this fun! ]

Sister Fang: Okay, little ancestor.

Yan Nanchuan: Are they really your biological children?

Yan Nanchuan clenched his safety belt and said with a playful smile: "This is the sixth floor. If I fall down, I will die. If I die in front of you, won't it cause you to be investigated by the police?"

"you're right!"

Before Yan Nanchuan had time to be happy, Song Li said again, "If you don't want to implicate me, write a statement that it has nothing to do with me before you jump."

He didn't care how green Yan Nanchuan's face turned, and turned to the butler and said, "Please get me some paper and pen."

Seeing that she was serious, Yan Nanchuan said: "Wife, I know you hate me. If I hate you, you should let me live. If I hate you, you shouldn't divorce me. You can treat me like I treated you before.

I'll let you take revenge, is that okay?"

“…”

"Wife, I really can't live without you, and we already have a lovely daughter. How pitiful a child without a father would be! Just for my daughter, give me a chance, okay?"

[Why are you bringing this up with me again? I don’t need you, okay? I’m still thinking of finding a husband for my beautiful mother who’s a hundred times better than you!

If I don't divorce, I won't have the chance to choose a father myself. Don't block my way to find a good father, you scumbag father. 】

Yan Nanchuan gritted his teeth in anger. He could no longer have such an unfilial daughter.

Song Li said: "If you can't die, then change to a simpler one. Transfer all your property, including cash, shares, real estate, and funds, to my name."

"..." Yan Nanchuan was stunned for a long time before saying: "Why have you become so snobbish? You were not like this before. You never wanted my money. Why..."

"If not your money, what do I want from you?" Song Li looked at him with contempt, "Is it your love or your body?"

[My beautiful mother can touch people's hearts. She gave her love to Song Yihuan. Yan Nanchuan was either a vegetable or a wheelchair-bound cripple for five years, which means he can't be humane. Even after recovery, his functions are impaired.]

【Hahaha……】

The onlookers also burst into laughter.

Dr. Xiao Fu, an urologist: Men are most afraid of being told that they can’t do something, because being told that means it really is not possible.

Lactation consultant Zhang Xueer: You understand men. Now that customers have come to you, you have to seize the opportunity.

Nanny A-Yu: Someone who knows math, please help me understand the psychological trauma Yan Nanchuan is facing right now.

…

There is no need to calculate the area of ​​Yan Nanchuan's shadow at this moment. It can be seen with the naked eye that it is all shadow.

Before he could get angry, he heard Song Li talking to him again.

"If I ask you to choose between your property and your life, you will definitely choose your life. You also said that you can't live without me, which means that I am more important than your life." Song Li analyzed each sentence. "Now I ask you to choose between my property and me, but you are reluctant to give up my property. So which of your words is true?"

Yan Nanchuan tried hard for a long time before he said with a constipated expression: "You are my wife, what's mine is yours, I make money for you and our daughter, and the property should be given to you for safekeeping.

Come home with me, and I will give you everything you have. "

"Don't change the concept. What I want is for you to transfer all your property to my name, not for me to keep your property," Song Li said bluntly.

"Okay, I agree." Perhaps it was because of the pain from the rope, Yan Nanchuan adjusted his position while holding the rope, "I can give you everything I have.

I know I'm a jerk, I don't ask you to forgive me immediately, I just hope you can give me a chance to atone for my sins."

Seeing that he was serious, Song Li went back on his words, "I don't want everything from you, let alone your atonement.

I have hired a lawyer, and we just need to go through the normal divorce procedures. I will not lose a penny of the property that is mine, and I don't want a penny of what is not mine.

I have said all I want to say, that's it!"

Seeing Song Li preparing to close the window and leave, Yan Nanchuan became anxious and reached out his hand, but was pinched by the window and made a hissing sound.

"Song Li, don't go," Yan Nanchuan called her, "I love you!"

I love you!

Song Li once thought that these were the three most beautiful words in the world.

It had also appeared in her fantasies countless times.

Yan Nanchuan held her face and looked at her, repeating these three words over and over again with ardent affection.

I love you!

Those three words that were once as heavy as Mount Tai have now become ironic and frivolous.

What exactly has changed?

Song Li turned and looked at him with a look of suspicion and inquiry.

He never thought that her beautiful eyes would reveal such a cold and heartless look. Yan Nanchuan's heartbeat stopped, as if he would really fall down and be smashed to pieces in the next second.

"Don't look at me like that, I..." Yan Nanchuan pursed his lips nervously, "In fact, I have fallen in love with you a long time ago, but I just don't want to admit it.

I have mysophobia and hate others touching me, but I don't mind you touching me at all, whether you are helping me take a bath, turn over, wipe my body or help me go to the toilet.

You also know that I have a very strong self-esteem. During the years when I was paralyzed in bed, even when I was dressed the most decently, I would collapse if someone looked at me for a second.

Not to mention being naked and tossed around like meat on a chopping board without any dignity while you take me to the bath and put on my clothes.

What makes me feel most ashamed is that that need also needs to be fulfilled by your hands.

In the five years of marriage, you have witnessed countless times when I had no dignity, and you filled every corner of my life.

No matter what I do, I will think of you, and when I think of you, I naturally think of those five years of broken life.

You are like the scars on my body, always reminding me and making me unable to forget the humiliation I once suffered.

Later the doctor told me that the scars on my body could be removed medically, so I did.

I found that it not only looks beautiful, but also makes me forget about it most of the time.

I was thinking, if I could erase you from my life like removing a scar, then the humiliating life I had led like a pig or a dog could also be erased.

I have tried many times, but every time I wake up in the middle of the night, a sentence will pop up in my mind: "If Song Li is gone in this life, what's the point of living?"

Even Song Yihuan, whom I once loved, couldn't make me feel loved and happy like you do."