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When they walked through the long stairs covered in white roses and came to the church’s main door.

Zhan Yang, who had been waiting for a long time, showed a concerned expression. xiuhui, Qianqian, you look very weak. I’ve specially arranged a seat for you inside. I’ll get someone to take you in to rest first.

Zhan mo frowned slightly. He felt that his father’s concern was ridiculous.

In the past, his father had never treated his mother with such an attitude.

“No, I’m not tired.” Duan xiuhui opened her mouth slightly, but her voice was unexpectedly hoarse.

Her voice was no longer as sweet and pleasant as before. Instead, it was as low and hoarse as rusty iron.

Zhan Yang frowned,”xiuhui, your voice is hoarse.”

The tall and handsome man showed a concerned look, as if he was really worried about this woman.

His face was still as cold as ever, his eyes were still as dark as ever, and his voice was so deep that Duan xiuhui could not resist it.

He was still the same Zhan Yang, the man whom Duan xiuhui loved deeply in her memories.

However, after being slapped by him in public at the press conference, her feelings for him had died.

And when she worked so hard, regardless of the fact that she would be reported by the FBI, she asked all the lawyers to do their best to keep their marriage and not lose her husband.

The other half of her feelings had also died.

What she saw was this man’s heartlessness. What she saw was him ending their twenty-plus years of marriage without the slightest regret or sadness.

From that moment on, Duan xiuhui realized that all her efforts were just a joke.

The woman’s slender fingers took off the black sunglasses on her face, and a pair of red and swollen eyes appeared behind the sunglasses.

Zhan Yang said,”you’re a Pixiu.”

Duan xiuhui replied, ” I’ve been crying so hard that I’ve been working myself to death. I’ve been crying day and night. I’ve never stopped crying ever since you divorced me.

At first, I cried a lot, and no matter how much I cried, I couldn’t stop. I thought I would cry like this for the rest of my life, Yingluo, but when I saw you heartlessly cut off the last bit of our relationship, my tears stopped.

I knew that I was still crying. My tears had not truly stopped, but they no longer flowed out of my eyes, but from my heart. I was crying in my heart, but my eyes could no longer cry.

Yingying’s voice probably started to go bad from then on. ”

At this point, a trace of pain appeared on Duan xiuhui’s no longer delicate face. my tears only fell again when I received the news of Jia ‘er’s death. So it’s not that I don’t know how to cry anymore, it’s just that I lost the ability to cry for you.”

She had been in a daze for so many years. It was time to wake up.

It was time to wake up from the beautiful dream that this man had weaved.

When Zhan Yang had gone to the guard station to pick up Duan xiuhui, he had felt the change in her attitude.

However, he was certain that Duan xiuhui was infatuated with him. He thought that everything had happened too suddenly that day and Duan xiuhui had not been prepared for it.

However, at this moment, Zhan Yang realized that things had gone beyond his expectations.

He had released Duan xiuhui because he wanted to combine his shares with hers to deal with that evil girl, ruan Mengmeng, and take back the Fenghuo group.

But now, Yingluo

Just as Zhan Yang was about to say something to salvage the situation, an even more heated commotion came from below the steps.

“It’s Mengmeng Zhenzhen.”

“Ruan Mengmeng’s here!”

is the person beside my most beloved goddess, Qianqian, her husband? that famous and powerful man in s country? ”

[I’ve finished updating on December 18th. See you tomorrow night.]