Was Aquaman’s ex-husband cremated today?

Chapter 244 Haven’t you always been here?

Zhou Yongan had his gray suit in his hand at some point, with the collar of his white shirt slightly open, and he strode over leisurely.

The look he gave Li Qingwen was slightly cold. Although his eyes were narrowed with a faint smile, they gave people a chilling feeling.

"I am a crooked tree that can move and eavesdrop on other people's conversations. Am I even less likable?"

Li Qingwen thought she was unlucky. She seldom mentioned him in public like this, let alone humiliated him. Kevin just said that they wanted to remarry, and she thought that Zhou Yongan was inexplicably angry with her, so she spoke in a natural way.

"What are you doing here?" Didn't you come here to compete with her and not to associate with her?

Zhou Yongan handed over the cup and clinked it with hers: "Come and see if there is Chen Shimei or Pan An over here. Why has my ex-wife's soul been hooked and she refuses to look back at this crooked tree of mine?"

Li Qingwen pursed his lips, trying to make amends, but he felt that he had not said anything wrong.

She may think he is handsome in the morning and ugly in the afternoon. Anyway, the quality of her eyesight depends on the reference object.

"Did you see it?" Li Qingwen asked unwillingly.

Zhou Yongan glanced at Kevin, then turned his gaze indifferently to Li Qingwen's face. Li Qingwen was also looking at him.

"You do have one in your eyes, with a high nose, thick eyebrows and big eyes, who looks similar to me." He looked at her pupils carefully.

Li Qingwen turned his head away, too lazy to argue with him, and blended into the crowd.

Kevin smiled at Zhou Yongan: "Qingwen didn't mean that. She was probably just angry, that's why..."

Zhou Yongan interrupted with a cold expression: "Let's not talk about my reading comprehension ability. Master Liang, she is my ex-wife. Do I need you to explain to me what she means?"

Kevin suddenly felt that he should prepare more herbal tea to reduce fever today. Nowadays, people get impatient when they hear something they say. They have no patience at all.

Liang Chaosheng's birthday party went smoothly. When the guests were leaving, Liang Chaosheng deliberately stopped Li Qingwen in front of many people: "Qingwen, are you in a hurry to go back? Accompany Uncle Liang to cut the cake before leaving."

Before Li Qingwen could speak, his arm was pulled by someone. Zhou Yongan put his arm on Li Qingwen's shoulder as if to claim sovereignty: "Uncle Liang, she is allergic to cake."

When Liang Chaosheng heard this, his face slowly turned green, and he quickly glanced at his son who was enthusiastically seeing him off.

Liang Jiekai saw that from the corner of his eye, but was too lazy to go over and get involved, and refused to look his old father in the eye.

Lao Liang said awkwardly, "Is that so? Then why don't you stay and help Uncle Liang cut the cake. If you all leave, there will be too much cake to finish."

Li Qingwen had silently taken Zhou Yongan's hand away. He ignored the crowd and was flirting with his ex-wife, but she was afraid of gossip.

Zhou Yongan politely declined, "I won't eat either. She and I live in the same neighborhood, and we go up and down the stairs. I also need to take Qingwen's car to go back."

Liang Chaosheng's face froze and he looked at Li Qingwen in confusion.

But what Zhou Yongan said was true, and Li Qingwen could only purse his lips and smile goodbye to Lao Liang.

Watching the two people walking away, Lao Liang thought that he was doomed. Then he looked at his silly son standing beside him. Jie Kai's arrogance was totally no match for the second son of the Zhou family.

Given the current situation, it would be difficult for the Liang family to marry Li Qingwen.

In the car, Li Qingwen had already driven halfway, and both of them were silent.

Zhou Yongan drank quite a bit of wine and supported his head while sitting on the passenger seat. Li Qingwen did not drink a drop of wine today and just poured boiled water into a goblet.

"Grandma said you already know the reason why I had to divorce you." Zhou Yongan turned his head and said seriously.

Li Qingwen drives with concentration and competence, as if he has an independent personality. I can really live well without him.

Zhou Yongan suddenly felt that he should not have encouraged her to learn how to drive, so that she would rely on him wherever she went.

Li Qingwen said "hmm" lightly.

Zhou Yongan's gloomy mood loomed over him: "Why are you treating me like this, Li Qingwen? Is your heart made of ice?"

Li Qingwen pursed his lips and calmly drove the car to the temporary parking spot on the far right side of the main road. Then he said, "Isn't it good for us to keep the status quo?"

Li Qingwen's eyes fell on the bird in the tree: "I feel very free, don't you think so?"

When you wake up every day, you are the master of the world, without any criticism, no expectations, and no need to wait for anyone's evaluation.

Zhou Yongan looked at her expressionlessly: "Does marrying me make you less free?"

In the past, apart from occasionally attending some family gatherings together, he had never forced Li Qingwen to do anything.

Seeing Zhou Yongan's tangled brows, Li Qingwen shook his head and said, "I got married before because my father needed medical expenses, but in fact I don't look forward to marriage, and I never think it is a necessary path for people."

Zhou Yongan couldn't understand what she said and just felt a headache. The more Li Qingwen was unorthodox, the more helpless he felt about her.

He could only ask her calmly: "So this is why you don't remarry, you think this is something that you don't need to cling to."

This didn't convince Zhou Yongan at all. He laughed and said, "You are so smart. Don't you think that marriage is also a strategy for you to have me exclusively?"

Unless she doesn't love him.

There is no need to have exclusive possession of him.

Love freedom more than you love him.

Li Qingwen looked at him quietly: "Even without marriage, you have always been there, haven't you?"

Zhou Yongan chuckled twice, and a concept called "spare tire" appeared in his mind. He really owed Li Qingwen in his previous life.

He suddenly lunged at her, the damn seatbelt holding him in place.

Li Qingwen subconsciously fled, reminding Zhou Yongan: "Boss Zhou, if you want to chase me, chase me well. If you force me, you won't stand a chance."

Zhou Yongan sat back in his seat and said with a grin, "Li Qingwen, you are playing pretty hard now, torturing me, right?"

Li Qingwen turned his head to look at him panting unhappily: "If you think this is torture, you can stop here and leave Jiyue Mansion."

The car started moving again and merged into the traffic flow.

Zhou Yongan looked at the road ahead and muttered, "Then let's torture each other. When I catch you, I'll keep you out of bed for half a month."

Li Qingwen turned his head and glanced at him: "What are you talking about?"

Zhou Yongan regained his composure and said, "Nothing, let's have lunch together later. I'll come find you."

Huayun and Huayu are only two streets apart, and it only takes two minutes to drive there.

Li Qingwen directly refused: "No need."

She has irregular meal times and may not be able to eat at mealtimes.

The rejection was crisp and cold. Zhou Yong smoothed his brows. He had become accustomed to her habitual rejections during this period of time. That kind of alienated and unyielding attitude always drove him crazy, but he was helpless.

In fact, he should be happy. Judging from the result, Li Qingwen has agreed to let him pursue her, and it is only a matter of time before he succeeds.

When the car arrived at the residential complex, Zhou Yongan followed Li Qingwen holding his coat. He saw her going straight toward her home from the second floor without any reluctance to part.

He followed too.

Li Qingwen walked to the door and found that he was following him: "Anything else?"

Zhou Yongan stood beside her with his burly figure, and said leisurely, "You haven't given me your porcelain yet."