Jiang Zebei reached out to Chen Mengtian's chin and gently picked up her face.

Looking at her calm eyes, her expression was a little dim.

He knew that something was wrong with Chen Mengtian now, and no longer showed a look of disgust in his eyes, and he would not be thorny when talking to him.

Chen Mengtian is very good like this.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

If Chen Mengtian had done this before, he might have had some ideas.

Now that happens in the village, the story of two women competing for a man has spread.

After waking up, Chen Mengtian attracted his attention everywhere and his temperament changed a lot.

What's more important is his attitude towards him.

Jiang Zebei had to think more about whether she wanted to do something to remedy her mistakes.

Even if the news about her and Chen Qing spread in the village, he did not say he didn't want her.

The premise is that Chen Mengtian will not take the initiative to ask him to divorce.

"You hurt me."

Chen Mengtian was lifted up with chin, which was not painful at first, but later Jiang Zebei unknowingly tried to exert force, and then she spoke out.

Hearing her crying pain, the hand placed on her chin relaxed a little.

Jiang Zebei looked at the girl in front of him deeply, "Chen Mengtian, do you still want to marry that Chen Qing?"

If he still wants to, he can do it, but his methods are not very open and upright.

He had thought about it a long time ago.

Chen Mengtian likes Chen Qing so much, and if he doesn't marry, it's not impossible to use some extraordinary means.

He didn't like Chen Mengtian, so he thought about her so much.

But it was because over the past three years, the other party had not volunteered because the Jiang family bought her.

The Jiang family doesn't owe her anything, but she is involuntarily.

Chen Mengtian heard Jiang Zebei's Wenhuan and his delicate eyebrows were grim. "What did you say? I didn't hear it very clearly."

"Do you still want to marry that Chen Qing?"

"What does this mean? Are you going to divorce me?" Chen Mengtian raised her eyebrows.

Seeing that her face was calm, she was not excited, nor was she sad, and she didn't know what she was thinking for a moment.

However, when she heard her say "Dividing Wife", she couldn't help but move her hand when she touched the other person's chin.

The soft flesh on the chin feels very comfortable to touch and the skin is smooth.

Jiang Zebei couldn't put it down for a moment, and touched it twice before he took his hand away.

He looked at the tip of his fingers and rubbed gently, "You just said whether you want to marry Chen Qing."

"Haha... I don't want that little white-faced person with a soft-footed shrimp!"

When Chen Mengtian thought of Chen Qing in her memory, she felt deeply disgusted.

Such facial expressions were fully visible to Jiang Zebei.

He lowered his eyes and looked at his lower hands, with the temperature of the girl's chin and the comfortable and tender touch remaining between his fingers.

At this moment, there seemed to be something passing through his heart, and it seemed to be nothing.

But it is undeniable that when he heard Chen Mengtian's words, he felt relieved.

After all, after three years of being together, no matter how he doesn't like each other, he can't watch her go through the grave.

Then Chen Qing is not a good man at all.

Jiang Zebei looked up at Chen Mengtian's eyes and said seriously: "I won't divorce my wife, I just want to tell you that things have happened, you don't have to please me, we will get along the same way as before.

But you are not allowed to have any connection with Chen Qing in the future. I will calm down what happened and ensure that the village will not talk to you."

When Chen Mengtian heard this, she widened her eyes and looked at the boy in front of her.

The other party's tender face was very serious.
Chapter completed!