Although he didn't want to see a woman cry, this time, he didn't stop her.
He pursed his lips and said, "I didn't bring her here on purpose. She was homeless and begged me to take her in when she met me on the street. Tong Yan, you weren't like this before. You saw her before."
Even a stray cat would be tempted to take it home, let alone a living person now."
"Li Xuan and I have already passed away. If you want to pick a bone, I can't help it, but letting Li Luo go is impossible."
After hearing her husband's categorical words, Tong Yan stumbled and fell to sit on the big bed behind her.
Looking at the arrogant and tall man standing in front of her, she suddenly felt that he was like a big mountain, and she was just a piece of grass weighed down by the big mountain.
He is God, he does whatever he says, and he is so unscrupulous that he never considers her feelings.
She sat slumped on the bed, her heart full of grains.
Seeing her like this, Fu Lingbo frowned slightly and said calmly: "I thought you were so considerate and Bodhisattva-hearted, but you turned out to be so narrow-minded. I really misjudged you!"
He said coldly, threw the towel in his hand to her, and strode out of the room.
Suddenly, Tong Yan stood up and stepped forward. When he opened the door, she tightly wrapped her arms around his waist and hugged him from behind.
"Husband, don't leave, is it okay if you don't leave?"
He stopped and stopped opening the door. He lowered his head and looked sideways at her face pressed against his back, with the corners of his lips raised slightly.
That kind of smile is sarcastic, self-deprecating and uninhibited.
"I'm sorry, I misunderstood you. I thought you brought her back just for Li Xuan. I thought in your heart..."
"Tong Yan, if you don't believe me so much, why do you have to compromise like this? Let go!" He said coldly.
Tong Yan really let go, but a moment later she came to him again, with tears in her eyes, "I believe in you, I believe in your husband."
"If you believe me, you won't reject me and keep Liluo here!" He stared at her with a cold taste, pushed her away and opened the door again.
Tong Yan subconsciously hugged his hand and said, "No, I believe you. Let's keep her. Don't worry. Without you in the future, I will take care of her like my own sister.
Husband, I wrongly blamed you just now, please don’t be angry, okay?”
Seeing him staring at her, his face expressionless, she panicked again and threw herself into his arms, her voice choked and desolate.
"Don't be angry, okay? I promise you that I will take good care of her in the future. Husband, don't be angry with me, okay?"
He lowered his eyes and looked into her eyes, which were so deep that there was no bottom.
However, just as he was trying to figure it out, she had already wrapped her two thin white hands around his neck. He was too tall, and if she wanted to kiss him, she had to raise her head and stand on tiptoe.
Call.
Just when her lips were about to touch his, he turned his head away in disgust and avoided her kiss.
She was startled, her face turned red, but she was also a little embarrassed.
"In this case, let's do this from now on and go to sleep!"
He pushed her away and turned to go to the bathroom again.
Her body stiffened and she stared blankly at his leaving figure, feeling extremely cold in her heart.
Tong Yan suddenly felt that this kind of Fu Lingbo was a little strange. He was no longer as wild and enthusiastic as before, and instead was just cold and arrogant, making it impossible for people to get close to him.
