After a while, he let her go, picked up her bag from the seat, and took out the wallet from it with one hand. He kept looking at her during the whole process.
He took out the photo with his slender fingers and glanced at it. Lu Licheng at that time was more sunny than he is now, and Lu Licheng at this time was more mature than at that time, and he could make women easily... be moved!
"Vice president of University A? I heard that after the current principal is transferred, he will be the youngest president of University A. He is a young and talented man who smells like a scholar but not like a man. What do you think?" Feng Hao raised his lips and sneered.
Xia Yucheng stared at him blankly without saying a word. Lu Licheng was the man she buried deep in her heart. She would feel uncomfortable if anyone mentioned it, let alone Feng Hao, who almost doted on her.
A man of heaven.
"Are you coming? Or am I coming?" He stared at her with a dull expression, his eyes like a sharp scalpel, wanting to open her chest to see if there was any heart inside.
No matter how much he dotes on her, he will never allow her to cross his bottom line. His woman must never cheat on her. All of her body, spirit, and soul can only belong to him.
Xia Yucheng was a little confused. She glanced at him and then her eyes fell on the photo between his fingers. It was the only photo of Lu Licheng that she owned, and she had carefully collected it over the years.
When she was sad, she would secretly take it out and look at it, thinking about him. No matter how great the pain and difficulty was, she felt that she could handle it.
She felt that Feng Hao should not have trouble with a photo. It was just one of the best memories of her cardamom years, as well as the purest emotion and sustenance.
It wouldn't hurt anyone, at least she didn't think it would!
"Hao... it's just a photo..." Her face was pale and ashen, as if what Feng Hao was holding was not a photo, but the three-foot white silk that would kill her.
She felt like she couldn't breathe again, her chest rose and fell more and more, and she used a lot of effort to breathe. She looked at the man with a stern face, and then she felt that he was even scarier than Gu Shaoyang.
When Gu Shaoyang hurt her, she thought she could find someone like Feng Hao to protect her. But when Feng Hao hurt her, she didn't even dare to think about the word "resistance".
She didn't know why there was such despair. She could only clearly feel the immense pressure Feng Hao brought to her.
Pressing on her body and on her heart!
"You also said, it's just a photo!" Feng Hao curled his lips slightly and tried to bend his fingers. The photo was trembling, as if it was about to be crumpled into a ball.
"No!" She reached out and grabbed his wrist, begging in a panic, "Hao, please, no! I really have nothing to do with him, really!"
"Which woman would keep a photo of an unrelated man in her wallet for so many years? Xia Yucheng, just because I don't ask or tell some things doesn't mean I don't care at all, understand?" His handsome face
He looked a little ferocious because of his anger. The more she showed concern for the photo, the more he wanted to tear up the photo and tear her into pieces.
"I'll put it away, put it away, and won't put it in my wallet." She knew she couldn't cry in front of him, but tears flowed down the corners of her eyes uncontrollably.
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PS: Woo hoo, the stupid king abuses people, and the index is quite amazing! Dear friends, we will continue tomorrow! Thank you for your support!