Chapter 145: I have never had too many women, and you have none
Zhou Qiang is such a quiet woman. Unlike Wu Yufei's arrogance, she cannot bear to hurt such a woman.
He and Zhou Qiang also have a child, a cute little boy who is loved by everyone.
Su Xiyue sighed, "Get out, little brother, you have a family."
She deliberately called him little brother because she wanted to use this method to tell him that they were completely different now, and the only remaining relationship was that of brother and sister. No matter how beautiful the past and present were, it was already a thing of the past.
Not long after she finished speaking, Hanliu suddenly walked up to her, stretched out his hand, and pinched her jaw, forcing Su Xiyue to raise her head and look at him with such force that he almost crushed her bones.
His tone was full of anger, "My woman has never been less than you, never more than you."
In Su Xiyue's shocked eyes, Hanliu let go of Su Xiyue and pushed Su Xiyue to the side. The force was neither light nor heavy, but Su Xiyue hit the wardrobe.
Su Xiyue forgot about the atmosphere and the pain. After staring at the cold wave in disbelief for a while, she gave up on the cold wave that she should be used to and got used to after the reunion.
She turned around, mistook the cold current for air, and began to put away her things
The clothes in the closet were the same ones that Su Xiyue saw at a glance. One was brought back from France by the cold wave and given to her. At that time, she was his princess.
There was another one, a white gauze dress from Dior that she bought with his card. Memories flooded into her mind like a flood.
sweet but painful
Her fingers gently slid over the two skirts, caressing them. The gauze wrapped around her fingertips, arousing a different kind of emotion.
After a long time, Su Xiyue suddenly took back her hand as if in a dream. Her whole body felt like an electric shock. She suddenly closed the closet and she didn't want to look at the contents of that cabinet anymore.
She gasped lightly, carefully bent down a little, and pulled up the chain of the suitcase. "I won't collect the things in the cabinet today. Please find a servant to throw them away. They are too small and out of date to wear."
After hearing this, Hanliu was silent for a long time. Just when Su Xiyue's question was about to be invalidated, he finally frowned and said, "Are you willing to give it up? Throw it away?"
Su Xiyue's heart seemed to have been hit hard, a piece was missing, and it was difficult to breathe.
At this time, Hanliu said again, "Since you think you are so willing to give up, just go and throw it away yourself and no one will stop you."
Hanliu's words made Su Xiyue at a loss. She was stunned for a long time, imitating Hanliu's movements, and raised a sneer at the corner of her mouth, "If you are willing to give up, why can't you let go!"
As she spoke, she opened the closet, not daring to take another look at the clothes inside that still made her feel very attached to them.
She simply raised her hand and pulled off the pieces one after another. She took a deep breath, opened the door heavily, and rushed out.
At this time, Su Xiyue completely forgot that such a big move would wake up a sleeping person.
When throwing a pile of clothes into the garbage room in the corner of the Han family garden, Su Xiyue still shed tears
But then I thought about it, it’s better to lose it, so as not to keep it and get upset every time I see it.
Thinking like this, Su Xiyue slowly walked towards the house
When Su Xiyue walked into the living room, she found that Hanliu was already sitting on the sofa as if nothing had happened, and Aunt Li had also come down.