I played the role of a cannon fodder scumbag, but I was the heartthrob

Chapter 300: The Scumbag Son-in-Law in the Rebirth Story (56)

He almost cursed him to death, and he still thanked him?

If you don’t know, you might think that the bullet hit the brain instead of the heart.

I have never seen such a strange person.

Shen Qingshu held his hand and placed it on his chest. "I'm almost well now. Zhao Zhao, you don't have to worry about me."

The warmth from the back of his hand when he touched the hard chest made Ye Zhao feel irritated.

Pulling the hand away, he emphasized, "Don't be so sentimental. I don't mean to care about you."

Don't misinterpret it, okay?

I just regret not shooting him one more time.

Shen Qingshu tried to hold back the breathlessness in his chest, pretending he didn't hear anything. "Zhao Zhao, I thought you didn't care about me before, but now I don't."

Ye Zhao sneered, too lazy to waste words.

Open your palms to him.

Shen Qingshu blinked, smiled knowingly, and took out his wallet from his suit pocket.

Seeing the heavy wallet appear in his palm, Ye Zhao gritted his teeth and asked, "What do you mean?"

Shen Qingshu tried hard to ignore the anger and defensiveness rising in his eyes, and pretended to be joking, "It's only natural to hand over all your wealth to your husband for safekeeping."

Ye Zhao was furious and threw a punch at him, saying sarcastically, "I don't dare to accept it. What if Master Shen dislikes me one day and finds fault with me for being greedy for money?"

Shen Qingshu's body was as stiff as a stone, and his voice was hoarse and deep, "I'm sorry, Zhao Zhao."

After calming down, I realized that this incident had caused him great harm.

If someone else hurt him, it would be fine, but when it is the people closest to him who hurt him, he often suffers unbearable pain.

He had been through that, and what he had been through was imposed on him.

He has not yet become Ye Zhao from his previous life, and he remembers nothing of those things.

Ye Zhao pursed his lips and tilted his head slightly. "I don't care at all. I just love money. You give me money, and you can humiliate me in any way you want. Is that enough humiliation? Please bring me the divorce agreement."

Shen Qingshu saw him pretending to be strong, but his hands were helplessly grasping his sleeves, and he felt so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe.

He took a deep breath and said, "I didn't bring it. I forgot. I will definitely bring it next time."

Ye Zhao turned his head away so that no one could see the expression on his face.

Shen Qingshu wanted to hug him like she used to, but when her hand was about to touch his shoulder, she timidly withdrew it.

"There's a breakfast shop nearby. Why don't we have a meal together?"

Twisting her fingertips lightly, she lowered her eyes.

Ye Zhao turned his head suddenly, his upturned phoenix eyes quenched with frost, "If it's about eating, drinking and having fun, I don't have time."

Push open the car door and get out.

"boom!"

His waist felt heavy, and a brutal and powerful force pulled him back into the car. The door closed with a dull sound.

His head hit the soft and elastic seat. When he came to his senses, Ye Zhao was pressed down and unable to move.

The mellow and long-lasting scent of ebony and sandalwood, which he had not smelled for a long time, made him a little dazed for a moment.

However, it was only for a moment, and he struggled violently, trying to break free from the restraints.

The more he tried to escape, the harder Shen Qingshu tried to stop him. But he was really afraid of hurting him, so he couldn't help but relax his strength.

Bending her head, she kissed his plump forehead. "Zhao Zhao... I miss you so much. Without you, every day feels so long, and life feels like a stagnant pool of water... Please come back..."

Ye Zhao's sharp eyes scanned his face like an instrument, afraid of missing every subtle expression on his face.

What we see is focus, sincerity, and humility.

"it is good……"

"Zhao Zhao..." Shen Qingshu was overjoyed.

"What a fart!"

Ye Zhao cursed loudly, pried his hands apart with all his strength, and then kicked him mercilessly.

Shen Qingshu took the kick, groaned, and squeezed into his legs, "No divorce, okay?"

Anger grew on Ye Zhao's beautiful face, and she took the initiative to pinch his chin.

Finally, she wiped the lipstick off his lips and said righteously, "Shen Qingshu, you are not a three-year-old child. Don't throw a tantrum."

Then he let go and emphasized again, "Let me out of the car!"

If there is no divorce agreement, then why did he say so many useless things?

Shen Qingshu's eyes were red, but no tears fell. She bit her lower lip tightly.

She took out a handkerchief and wiped the lipstick off his hand. When his hand reached for the door handle, she reluctantly let go. "The divorce agreement is ready."

Ye Zhao paused, sat up straight, and withdrew his hand.

He straightened his slightly disheveled suit and said harshly, "It would have been better if you had done this earlier."

Holding two copies of the divorce agreement in his hand, he flipped through the pages.

Shen Qingshu handed over a pen and said, "If you are not satisfied with anything after reading it, you can propose some changes."

Ye Zhao went to get it, but couldn't get it out. He was holding the other end of the pen tightly...