Exclusive Secret Love: The Billionaire Bride with Less Wind 999. Chapter 999 If you don’t love, then you don’t hate or hate, how can you talk about forgiveness 21
999. Chapter 999 If you don’t love, then you don’t hate or hate, how can you talk about forgiveness 21
Chapter 999 If you don’t love, you won’t hate. If you don’t hate, how can you forgive (21)
Seeing that the woman in his arms was finally quiet, Feng Hao's heart calmed down. He lowered his head and kissed her forehead lovingly, and tightened his arms.
This night, Xia Yucheng slept very deeply. When she woke up, she didn't know what time it was or where she was. All she knew was that she was sleeping in Feng Hao's arms and her body was dry. It was obviously his help.
She has taken a bath.
She opened her sore eyes and did not move. Even if she moved or struggled, this man would not let her go, which was a waste of effort.
After a while, she carefully removed Feng Hao's arm from around her waist, and then carefully got out of bed.
In the past, Feng Hao would have been awakened by her actions, but maybe everyone was really tired last night, mentally and physically, so he was still asleep.
After scanning the surrounding environment, Xia Yucheng was no stranger to this place, the presidential suite of the Langston Hotel.
Looking at the handsome sleeping face on the pillow, thinking of last night, Xia Yucheng closed her eyes, her body trembled slightly, and her heart felt painful.
She sighed quietly in her heart, found the clean clothes he had prepared for her and walked into the bathroom.
The moment the bathroom door closed, Feng Hao, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes. In fact, when Xia Yucheng woke up, he also woke up.
But he sensed her obvious deliberate alienation, so he pretended to be asleep, which was better than getting into trouble with her.
He turned sideways, looked at the empty pillow, reached out and touched it, feeling a dull pain in his chest.
Slowly sitting up, he found the cigarette case and lighter, lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth, frowning.
…
After washing up and changing clothes in the bathroom, Xia Yucheng walked out.
The faint smell of cigarettes made her startled for a moment, and then she looked in the direction of the bed. Feng Hao happened to look at her as well, and the look in his eyes gave her an indescribable feeling.
"Want to leave?" Feng Hao asked.
"Um!"
"where to?"
"Go home. My mother doesn't know about Wan'er yet. I have to continue to look for my brother. If I can't find him again, I'm going to call the police." She said slowly. Anyway, if she didn't say anything, the man would still find someone.
Checked.
"Don't you want me to help you?"
Xia Yucheng smiled bitterly and shook her head: "Feng Hao, we really don't need it now. Aren't you going to call the police if you have any difficulties? I will never trouble you again. I disturbed your enjoyment last night. I
I apologize to you. As for the remaining 90 times, I will pay them back to you when my brother comes back safe and sound. Feng Hao, I really don’t want to owe you anything. Really, I can’t afford to pay you back!”
Feng Hao leaned against the bedside, looking at her with slightly narrowed eyes, the cigarette burning at his fingertips.
He thought that what happened last night was too sudden, and Xia Yucheng would definitely not be able to bear it. He would use these words to stimulate him, and he deserved it.
Who made him get carried away by jealousy and say such words?
"Chengcheng, I didn't know things would be like this!"
"I don't know either!" If she had known earlier, she wouldn't have gone to him. In this world, she could bear anyone who hurt her. But he, she couldn't bear his hurt.
Xia Yucheng took a deep breath to calm down her somewhat excited mood. If Feng Hao hadn't treated her like that last night, things might have been different.
"Wan'er was already dead when you came to find me!" Feng Hao seemed to have guessed what she was thinking.