You Are My Rare Passion

Zhang Heyuan struggled desperately: "Yiyi, stop beating! I beg you, stop beating!"

The daughter-in-law beat her mother-in-law, how will she live in the future?

He doesn't want a divorce.

He didn't want to lose Joey.

He did not want.

Joey has practiced self-defense. He looks soft and weak, but his strength is not small.

Zhang's mother is middle-aged and fat, and she is five-year-old and three-year-old, but she is old after all, and she is not Joey's opponent at all.

She was beaten by Joey and had no strength to fight back.

Ye Xingbei waited until Joey was done venting, then grabbed Joey's hand and dragged her away: "Yiyi, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay."

Joey turned around abruptly, hugged Ye Xingbei, and cried loudly: "How could this be...how could this be..."

Her younger brother is still young, how could he become disabled?

Ye Xingbei patted her on the back reassuringly: "Don't worry too much, it's not impossible to cure, Gu Junzhu has been thinking of a way."

Joey was out of breath crying.

She is an unqualified sister.

What had happened to her own brother, she had no idea.

She always felt that her brother was taken care of by her grandfather and uncle, and that her brother would have a better life than her.

It never occurred to her that she hadn't seen her for several years, her good brother had lost an arm.

She couldn't take it.

Seeing Joey crying so hard that he couldn't breathe, Qiao Zui was a little dazed.

Taking advantage of Qiao Zui's loss of consciousness, Zhang Heyuan pushed Qiao Zui away, rushed to his mother, and helped his mother up from the ground.

Zhang's mother slapped him angrily, and cried and cursed: "I told you not to marry this vixen, but you have to listen, this troublemaker won't even have a child, and you have to protect her to the death. What happened? She even beat your mother, how can she have a husband like you in her heart? You should divorce her immediately! This daughter-in-law, our Zhang family can't tolerate her for a day!"

"Yes!" Joey, who was crying sadly, suddenly stopped crying, and bit the tip of his tongue fiercely like masochistic, forcing back the tears in his eyes.

She turned her head sharply to look at Zhang Heyuan, her angry eyes full of hatred: "Zhang Heyuan, let's divorce! Now, immediately, immediately!"

"Lilili!" Zhang's mother pushed Zhang Heyuan: "Go, go and get the certificate with her now! I want to see, a woman who can't have children, who wants her besides you!"

"I! I want her!" A voice suddenly sounded at the door of the ward.

Everyone looked towards the door together.

A young and handsome man stood at the door, with a tall and straight figure, a handsome face, and a cynical smile hanging from the corner of his mouth.

Shi Shiran stepped into the ward, looked at Zhang's mother and Zhang Heyuan and said: "I have liked Teacher Qiao for a long time, but she has always disagreed, saying that she has a husband and cannot accept me. If you go down, then hurry up and get a divorce, after the divorce, I will just be able to pursue Teacher Qiao."

Zhang Heyuan took a few steps forward, glaring at the person who came, "Fu Jinyang, don't go too far, Yiyi and I haven't divorced yet, and Yiyi is still my wife now!"

"Isn't it almost the same without divorce?" Fu Jinyang glanced at the woman and child on the hospital bed: "You and other women have given birth to children, and you still want to rely on Teacher Qiao? Zhang Heyuan, I know you don't want to face, but you can't be shameless to this extent, right?"

Zhang Heyuan choked for a moment, and said with a livid face, "This is between me and Yiyi, no one else needs to judge me!"