"She is Mrs. Gong now! Haha, are you carrying me and her on your back..." Leng Ling thought about it more and more sarcastic, and said in disbelief: "You have been guarding her for so many years but you are unwilling to touch me. I have been a widow for more than 20 years."

"You actually divorced me for her? She is indeed a bitch. She married the man surnamed Gong when she can't hook up with you. She even arranged Gongcheng to Yan Lancang. Now she can't help but feel lonely and comes back to find you. The slut is so cheap." Leng Ling cursed.

Yan Xun, who had been quiet, suddenly stood up.

He strode forward, and Lengling was so scared that she shuddered. Seeing that he seemed to be killing someone, she suddenly became scared.

"You can insult me, but you say she can't." Yan Xun said seriously. He looked at the glass piece that Leng Ling was holding, reached out to take it away, opened his bag and handed it to her.

Leng Ling looked at the sharp saber with a chill flashing on it, and her hands froze instantly.

"If you really want to die, use a saber. Even if Su Yiwan comes, his wounds will not be sewn." Yan Xun said coldly. He looked at Leng Ling's sobbing look and said, "I have indulged you for more than 20 years."

"I also thought of living a good life with you, but the worst thing you should have is to target A Lan. Even if you force him to leave the Yan family and go out to explore, I can still turn a blind eye. But now you are too much. Gu Qian is now Mrs. Gong, and I have never contacted her since you got married."

"You insult her in person. My bottom line is gone. Lengling, if you want to die, just commit suicide! Otherwise, we will divorce after being discharged from the hospital and have nothing to do with each other in the future." Yan Xun said coldly, his expression in his eyes was colder than before.

Leng Ling listened, her eyes widened and her hand holding the saber shivered.

"Clang" the saber fell to the ground. She watched Yan Xun walk out, jumped out of the bed in a hurry, chased him out, hugged him and said, "Yan Xun, I was wrong, I was wrong."

"Give me another chance, let's do it again, okay? I'm really wrong." Leng Ling looked crazy. She didn't expect that he once said he wanted to live a good life with her.

Did you really lose him? Leng Ling's mind was blank.

She felt very scared. Without Yan Xun, she would not dare to imagine what she would become in the future.

"It's too late." Yan Xun said coldly. He spread her hand hard, and the cold bell was pushed to the ground by him. She was paralyzed on the ground and crawled out, sobbing in a low voice: "I'm wrong. I won't target Yan Lancang anymore, nor will I scold Gu Qian anymore. Can you come back?"

"Yan Xun, come back! I won't make a fuss again, I don't want to get a divorce." Leng Ling cried and fell to the ground, but unfortunately Yan Xun left very simply.

When he walked out, he saw Yan Lancang and Su Yiwan outside. He was stunned at first, then calm down and said, "Why are you here so late?"

"Brother." Yan Lancang called out hoarsely, a little worried.

Yan Xun waved his hand and told him not to worry, saying, "It's okay, you all go back and rest, I will handle this matter well."

Through the door, Su Yiwan still heard the heart-wrenching cry of the cold bell.

Suddenly, Leng Ling felt a little pitiful. She didn't want to die if she committed suicide three times before, but this time when Yan Xun handed her a saber, she didn't dare.

Perhaps as the saying goes, a pitiful person must have something hateful.
Chapter completed!