A man did not know when he had arrived beside her, he reached out his hand and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Mucheng, I'm sorry that you have been wronged so much because of me." Ye Fan paused and continued, "Let's get a divorce. I'm not good enough for you. You deserve someone better to take care of you."

Snapped!

With a crisp sound, Qiu Mucheng slapped Ye Fan's face loudly.

She looked at him, bit her red lips tightly, and cried out with tears in her eyes: "Ye Fan, why? Why can't you act like a man?"

"I wanted to let go after suffering the twists and turns. I told you not to touch me for three years and you didn't touch me. My parents beat you and scolded you but you didn't fight back. My uncles and relatives humiliated you like that and you couldn't resist. Why are you so Useless, why can't you act like a man, shut up all those who humiliate us, and block all the wind and rain for me and your wife."

"I don't want to be looked down upon, I don't want to be ridiculed anymore, I want those who humiliate us and look down on us to regret..."

"Woo woo woo~"

Qiu Mucheng was crying loudly. After coming to Qiu's house for so many years, Qiu Mucheng gave Ye Fan the impression of being cold and strong, independent and stubborn, but now, the lonely and strong girl who used to be, is crying Be like a child.

"Honey, I really, really don't want to live in such a dark life anymore~~"

Tears flowed like rain, Qiu Mucheng cried like a tearful person, fragile like a helpless child.

Ye Fan was stunned.

For the first time in so many years, he heard Qiu Mucheng call himself that.

He always thought that in Qiu Mucheng's eyes, he was also a useless and incompetent waste, but it was only now that Ye Fan knew that in her eyes, he had always regarded himself as her husband, as the one who could shield her from the wind. Rain, the man she entrusted for her whole life.

"My wife, I'm sorry, I have been incompetent for so many years."

"But I, Ye Fan, promise that from now on, no one in this world will make you feel wronged."

The cold wind was bitter, the lake was rippling, and the three thousand leaves were rustling.

Ye Fan clenched his palms tightly, but here he made a promise for Qiu Mucheng, an unchanging promise!

That night, Ye Fan made a call.

"Mr. Han, let's arrange it. I would like to see him."

The old man on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, then couldn't hide his ecstasy, and said excitedly: "Master Xiaofan, really? You really agreed."

"Okay, the old slave will arrange it now. Don't move, a car will pick you up in a while."

The old man was so excited that he immediately sent a car to go, fearing that Ye Fan would change his mind and run away.

And the middle-aged man who got the news, his eyes were red with excitement: "Ten years, Xiao Fan, you are finally willing to see Dad."

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At this time, Qiu Mucheng had calmed down and returned to Qiu's house to continue to attend her cousin's engagement ceremony.

If they are absent from the wedding, these relatives will only catch more handles in the future and fall into the mouth. However, when he came back again, only Qiu Mucheng was left.

As for Ye Fan, after making the promise to himself just now, he left. Qiu Mucheng was a little worried, afraid that Ye Fan would do something out of the ordinary because of herself.

Although Qiu Mucheng was not satisfied with Ye Fan's husband. But for three years, Qiu Mucheng has noticed Ye Fan's silent devotion to her, his kindness to her, and his humiliation at Qiu's house. If there is no emotion at all, it is impossible. JrNovels.com