"Fengxian, do you have to say it so harshly? The child is my flesh and blood, and I have the right to raise him," Yan Zheng said.

Fengxian stared at him coldly, gritted her teeth and said angrily: "If you want a child, you will have to die unless I die."

Yan Zheng was so shocked by these words that he almost collapsed on the ground. He still wanted to quarrel with Fengxian, but Fengxian said harshly: "See you at the Civil Affairs Bureau on Monday."

After saying that, he walked away.

Yan Zheng fell to the ground.

Xiuxiu stepped forward to comfort Yan Zheng: "Brother Yan, why is she so heartless? She didn't leave you any money, so she wasn't afraid that you would starve and freeze? She wouldn't even let you see her children. This woman is really heartless. However,

You can't let her do whatever she wants. If you file a lawsuit with her for divorce, you can get half of the family property anyway. Although you don't care about money, you have to fight for your children. What if she gets married in the future?

Your own child, Feng Zheng, is also protected."

He got up, pushed Xiuxiu away, and left step by step.

Xiuxiu caught up with him and asked: "Brother Yan, will you divorce her?"

Yan Zheng's mind was filled with thoughts about Fengxian's divorce. Strangely enough, he had secretly fantasized countless times before that after divorcing Fengxian, no one would discipline him and he would be free, which was not necessarily a bad thing.

But after Fengxian actually filed for divorce, he felt extremely reluctant to let go.

When Yan Zheng came back, he saw the pile of belongings belonging to him at the door, and he was immediately panicked. Fengxian's decisive attitude made him feel flustered for no reason.

"Fengxian." He looked at the closed door and shouted towards the villa.

Yan Zheng turned around and Qi Qiran smiled: "Do you think the decision-making power is in my hands?"

After Fengxian returned to Bixi Manor, she threw out all the things that belonged to Yan Zheng. Soon, the door was piled with clothes and daily necessities.

No matter what Yan Zheng said, Feng Xian didn't respond.

Only Feng Zheng's cries could be heard, a tragic sound.

But Fengxian closed the doors and windows tightly and turned a deaf ear to his calls.

Yan Zheng said: "Xianxian, I know I was wrong, but I have never thought about divorcing you. You believe me, there is really nothing between Xiuxiu and me."

He knelt on the ground tremblingly and confessed with tears: "Xianxian, I really know that I was wrong. Please forgive me."

A thunder pierced the sky, and soon it started to rain heavily.

The child's cry was like an executioner's knife, scraping Yan Zheng's skin. It made his heart beat like a knife.

He finally realized how much harm his mentally exhausted escape had done to Fengxian and the child.

The servant reminded Zheng Ling: "Young madam, my uncle is still kneeling in the courtyard in the rain. How about you go and persuade Miss Fengxian to calm down and forgive my uncle."

Zheng Ling said angrily: "Forgive? Why Yuan Liang? What will Fengxian think if I forgive him?"

The incident about Fengyue Xiaozhu finally reached Zheng Ling’s ears.

After Zheng Ling heard about Yan Zheng's mental breakdown and Fengxian's decision to divorce, she was so angry that she immediately cursed at Yan Zheng: "This person is getting better and better as he gets older. How could he do such a mindless thing?"

Zheng Ling was furious and paced back and forth in the room.

Then he didn't know what idea he had come up with, and asked Su Su angrily: "Tell me, where does the woman who is entangled with your uncle live?"

Su Sucuo said in shock: "Mommy, do you want to see her?"

Zheng Ling thought for a while and said: "Susu, go and bring her to Aiyue Castle. I have something I want to tell her clearly in person."

Susu said: "Okay."


Chapter completed!