Chapter 779 Whose Sorry?

"Mr. Lu, if you ask me why, don't you know that a woman also has her own needs? You all have them, why can't I have them?" She mocked the fact that Lu Yi had been with others in the past two years, But she didn't believe it. For two years, they just covered themselves with quilts and chatted.

Lu Yi frowned, he didn't want to explain anything.

Yan Huan leaned her body on the other side of the sofa, then turned her face sideways and used her right hand to prop up half of her body, as if she was as lazy and carefree as a cat.

"Mr. Lu, just in time, I also have something to tell you. Since you are here, it saves me the trouble of looking for you."

"Say," Lu Yi was still very calm. The calm Yan Huan could hardly tell what he was thinking or deciding. If these metaphors were to become unfamiliar, Yan Huan just wanted to laugh.

In fact, this is good or bad.

"You know we are getting married in the military. She gently turned the ring between her fingers, and her eyes stopped on Lu Yi's finger. It turned out that his ring was really gone.

Lu Yi clenched his fingers. Some faint pain started from the ring finger of his left hand and connected to his heart.

Yan Huan smiled, and in an instant she felt a charm that the man couldn't control. She lay down on the sofa with her whole body. Suddenly, she felt some pain in her stomach.

And she was still smiling, even happier the more it hurt.

People actually want to laugh. Yes, they want to laugh. If they can laugh, why should they cry?

"I want..." She raised her eyelids slightly, and in an instant, all the stars there were extinguished, "I want to ask Mr. Lu to help me."

"I'll help you?" Lu Yi couldn't understand these words, "What do you want to do?"

Yan Huan's red lips opened slightly and she softly uttered a few words.

"I want... a divorce."

"Divorce?" Lu Yi tightened his fingers on the table.

"Because I don't remember you?"

"Mr. Lu is overthinking," Yan Huan stood up, walked to Lu Yi's side, and then stretched out her hand to put on his shoulder, "Mr. Lu, I no longer love you, I want to have a new life. , Mr. Lu himself has it, right? Didn’t you say before that you would give it to me as long as I wanted it?”

"What I want now is a divorce, why can't you agree to it?"

She stretched out her finger and lightly scratched Lu Yi's face. I would not want a man who has been used by others.

Lu Yi pulled her hand away, and when their fingers touched, there was actually some heartburn-like pain.

Yan Huan snorted softly, and then sat down in his original position. Mr. Lu, you should get divorced. Yan Huan opened the drawer on one side and took out a pack of cigarettes. , then took one out, put it to his mouth, lit it, and started smoking it one bite at a time.

She was very addicted to smoking in her previous life, but she never had it in this life. She still remembered the feeling of puffing away smoke. Women who smoked were actually very charming, but they also had too much trouble.

So men like it very little.

"Mr. Lu, what's your answer?" Yan Huan took another puff of cigarette, "You know my current identity and my current reputation is very bad. If you don't want more things to be dug out by the media?"

This was a threat, Lu Yi could hear it.

Lu Yi stood up from the sofa, then turned around and left without saying a word.

After the door outside opened slightly, Yan Huan took another puff of cigarette, feeling hazy. It was her eyes that were also dimmed.

"I know you will agree..."

She muttered to herself, and pain came again and again in her lower abdomen.

When Ye Shuyun came over again, she really didn't know how to face Yan Huan.

Yan Huan was still sitting there, holding a cigarette between her fingers, and she didn't know how many she had smoked. There was only a pile of cigarette butts in the ashtray, and the strong smell of tobacco in the whole house.

"Huanhuan, what are you doing?" Ye Shuyun came over quickly and took the cigarette from her fingertips. Then he threw it into the ashtray.

"Mom," Yan Huan blinked, and then shrank his body in her arms like a child.

"Lu Yi is here today."

Ye Shuyun felt helpless and sad. "

"I asked him to fulfill my wish. I asked him to divorce me, but he didn't want to."

Her words were very soft, but they made Ye Shuyun feel even more uncomfortable.

"Huanhuan, do you really want a divorce?"

"Well..." Yan Huan raised his face, "Mom, didn't I tell you that when I went to fly, I went with him. He was very good to me. In fact, I had already promised him at that time. "

"Lu Yi is keeping his promise, and I am keeping mine. Isn't this great?"

However, he will remember that Ye Shuyun has always believed that her son will not lose his memory forever, because that is no one else, that is her son, she gave birth to it herself, and she knows it.

He is not a person who will bow to fate. If he can't remember it, he will try his best to think about it, instead of just letting Zeng Jin disappear into the past years without any trace.

"But, I can't wait any longer," Yan Huan raised her face, "Mom, my reputation is already ruined."

Ye Shuyun suddenly cried like this, really, she didn't blame Yan Huan, really didn't blame Yan Huan, it wasn't Yan Huan's fault, it was their fault, it was Lu Yi's fault, they didn't treat her well, it was Lu Yi who failed her, and it was Lu Yi who forgot her.

Yan Huan was still waiting for her answer, Ye Shuyun wanted to talk later, was still thinking, and was still refusing.

And in the end, her voice was slightly choked up.

"Mom promised you, but no matter whether you get divorced in the future, you are my daughter, Ye Shuyun."

Yan Huan smiled, as if she was a little satisfied, and seemed a little proud, but Ye Shuyun was not angry at all. She knew that Yan Huan was using her, but she remembered everything in the past. No matter what decision Yan Huan made, or what mistakes he made, she would have no room, everything she did to their Lu family.

She saved their lives.

Ye Shuyun went back, and Yan Huan was the only one left here. Yan Huan took out a cigarette from the cigarette box on the table and started smoking. However, after taking a puff, he suddenly started coughing violently, and then hugged his legs and cried in a suppressed manner.

"I'm sorry..."

This sentence again, but no one knew who she was saying it to, herself, Ye Shuyun who was used by her, or even someone else.

Knock knock, Ye Shuyun outside knocked on the door of her son's room.