ave gone to sleep. But the moment she closed her eyes, her best friend Fu Jiajia's words started playing in her head like a 360-degree surround sound loop."You should quickly find a handsome guy to da...Chapter 1072: It's a Breakup, Not a Divorce.

At this moment, Xu Qinghuan even felt like laughing in her heart.

Several years ago, she told him, "Let's divorce."

Several years after that, he said the word "breakup."

Yes.

It's a breakup, not a divorce.

She did not remarry Fu Yan when, and he did not remarry her either. There was no marital relationship between Fu Yan and Xu Qinghuan.

Even if you're surrounded by loved ones, it doesn't necessarily mean you're a couple.

The silence stretched on for an unknown amount of time before Xu Qinghuan, her voice hoarse, asked, "Is it just because of your mother"

What else

"Are there any other reasons"

For example, Josie He's factors.

Fu Yan sighed, "What exactly are you trying to say Just get to the point."

"Josie," Xu Qinghuan didn't want to beat around the bush anymore. Because she heard Fu Yan speak those words with her own ears, the coldness in her heart had already reached half.

He wouldn't easily say these two words.

Fu Yan opened his mouth unconsciously, "What does she have to do with it"

"After we break up, will you marry her"

"......It has nothing to do with you."

Xu Qinghuan twitched her lips and smiled, "Fu Yan, have you ever felt that living is quite interesting! Back then, your parents wanted you to marry her, but you refused. You made me believe in you, let me be with you, now that your mother has passed away, you actually want to listen to your parents."

She didn't have a meltdown, which was different from what she had expected.

Xu Qinghuan wasn't naive enough to think that if Fu Yanshi’s ending was a breakup, she wouldn't be devastated.

Actually, we haven't reached that point today.

Instead, it was strangely calm. I could only find it laughable.

"Xu Qinghuan, you have the answer you wanted. I don't think I need to explain much more."

Fu Yan didn't face her again, but turned his face away, not looking at her.

"Are you serious"

Xu Qinghuan did not leave, she was still standing in place.

"...."

"I'm asking you, are you serious" she repeated. "You've thought about it, and the final result is that you break up with me and then marry Josie He"

Fu Yan was motionless and did not speak.

Xu Qinghuan clenched her fists, trying to calm herself down. She didn't want to speak to him in a questioning tone.

"Are you really going to marry Qiao Xi He"

He remained silent.

“At the banquet, you said that you would only marry me in this lifetime. You said you wouldn’t lie to me.” That’s why Xu Qinghuan didn’t leave. She still asked.

One question after another, he was asked.

Since he's already said they're breaking up, and since today is destined to tear away all the facades, she might as well make things clear. Let it all be out in the open.

Fu Yan sat, frowning deeply for a long time before speaking. "Xu Qinghuan, although I didn't marry you, after our breakup, I will give you what a wife should receive."

"Do I need money Do you think I need money"

"All I can give you now is this."

Then I ask you, Fu Yan Shi, after our breakup, aren't you free to marry whomever you choose, and am I not also free

“...”

Fu Yan's fingertips trembled.

You will never interfere with me again, right

After Xu Qinghuan calmed down, she thought of the method she had used to force Fu Yan to appear before.

If he were truly letting go, breaking up, then he wouldn't care who he was with afterward, who's woman he was.

“Xu Qinghuan, are you finding this interesting” Fu Yan didn't answer immediately. He stood up and said slowly, “Of course I will still interfere in your affairs because Tuan Tuan Yuan Yuan are my children. Even if we break up, they are still mine! I won’t let you just casually find a man to be their stepfather.”hen I was in elementary school, second or third grade.After junior high, she never thought about it again, and even hoped that Xu Shiduo would die sooner.Perhaps after learning of his death, his mothe...