954. Chapter 954 I really don't want to care about your mess 11
Chapter 954 I really don’t want to deal with your mess 11
Squinting his eyes, Feng Hao's expression became more and more gloomy. Xia Yucheng was the first person to give him a sense of frustration. How could he let her go so easily? Let her go to follow another man so easily?
"I'm not a prostitute..." she whispered.
He pinched her chin with his palm and looked at her deeply, with sharp eyes and a heavy and depressed voice: "Prostitute? Do you think you are better than them?"
Feng Hao's face turned cold, and he grabbed her hand harder and harder. The force hurt her, and she frowned, with a trace of imperceptible sadness flashing in her eyes.
He felt very unhappy when he saw it. He knew that she was hurt by his words without even thinking about it. But when he thought of her self-righteousness and ruthless determination, he became cold again and almost gave her no room to resist.
"Feng Hao, let me go!" She went to pry off his fingers, but they didn't move at all. But she couldn't resist him. He dragged her hard and pushed her into the Bentley parked on the roadside.
Elegant.
Xia Yucheng's face turned red. None of Feng Hao's guards got into his car, but stood around the elegant Bentley. It would be strange if they didn't know what was in the car.
"Feng Hao, I came down here to have a good talk with you... You can't always show up near my house like this... I don't want to talk to you..." This man doesn't want to do it here, does he? This is the road of the community, although
It was late at night, but people would still pass by.
"You have no control over where I want to appear. If you don't come down, I will go up and pick you up myself. Be smarter next time so that you don't see what you don't want to see."
"Next time, next time!" She grabbed her collar and pushed his chest with her other hand.
"Next time?" He leaned over, pursed his thin lips slightly, smiled self-deprecatingly, lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "How is that possible? Or do you want me to fight with your brother?
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The woman in his arms suddenly softened, and the hands on his chest dropped weakly.
"Feng Hao, don't use my brother to block me, please... you think it's my fault. Is it my fault that I don't want to see you getting engaged to Li Wanqing? Feng Hao, do you want me to marry another woman?
Do you want to share your love together?" She lowered her eyes aggrievedly, her body trembled, and her voice trembled softly.
"At the beginning, you said that I can't ask for what you don't have. To me, that's what marriage is. If I don't have it, you can't ask for it. As for love, did I say who else would I give it to?" Marriage was in his eyes, but
It's just a piece of paper. He has always felt that being together is more important than anything else.
But this stubborn woman left him for something he couldn't give her.
How could you not be cruel to him? How could you not hate him?
"Then why are you proposing to me?" She endured her heartache and lowered her eyes, not daring to look at his eyes full of anger and contempt.
"Are you still qualified to ask me this question now?" Feng Hao felt reluctant, but said calmly, "I can understand that when you said you could take a step back for me, it was all a lie? So now
, Li Wanqing lives in Hushan Villa, does it follow your wishes? Xia Yucheng, your departure cannot change anything, only us!"
After saying that, he leaned over and blocked her delicate lips, and pulled the thin fabric of her body with his big hands.
He knew very well that if he forced her like this, she would definitely hate him.