"Bo Zhanye, if we really get divorced because of your legs, remember, it's not because I dislike you, nor because of your legs, but because you have never thought about how to manage this marriage and how to cherish our relationship.
This hard-won relationship, and - neglecting you who loves me."
After saying that, she walked away.
Bo Zhanye sat in a wheelchair, listening to the sound of cars outside, his face as if falling into an ice cave.
Those pitch-black eyes were like an abyss, a black hole in the sea, so dark and deep that you couldn't see the edge.
The whole room was filled with ice-like condensation and depression due to his breath.
...
When Fu Xixi returned to Fu's house, it was already eleven o'clock at night.
The three sleeping brothers and Lan Jiao were all woken up.
Seeing her eyes turning red, she was concerned and angry:
"Why are you back?"
"Fighting with Bo Jiu? Did he make you angry?"
"It's outrageous to ask you to come back so late at night!"
"I'll call him right away. No, I'll go to his house and beat him up!"
Fu Xixi was so sad that she quickly grabbed Fu Ziyang, choking and shaking her head:
"No, it's not his fault. It's because I don't know how to accompany him, face him, and take care of him."
She even put down the most basic dignity and reserve of a girl, but what she got in exchange was his anger and irritation. She was really helpless, hurt, hesitant, and couldn't see the direction.
Several men were silent.
Fu Yiqian waited for three seconds before saying: "He has always been a very proud person, no matter what he is proud of. Suddenly faced with such a situation, it takes a lot of time to adapt and accept it."
"But I have given him three months. How many three months are there in life? Three years?" Fu Xixi was a little excited:
"The baby is about to be born, and I don't like the way we still get along with each other, and I don't want him to be a father in this state.
Little Mo Yaya has grown up and is sensible. They can understand that they feel sorry for their father. Where is the baby? Does he also plan to treat her coldly? "
This was the first time Fu Yiqian saw Fu Xixi look at this issue so seriously and rationally.
He rubbed her head: "I will talk to him, you have a good rest first."
"Gillian, stay with her."
Then, he drove to the one-story villa.
In the middle of the night, the living room of the villa is still bright.
Bo Zhan was sitting in the living room that night, with a cold and noble posture and a cold face.
The moment the footsteps sounded, he said: "I knew you would come."
Fu Yiqian looked at him coldly, hating that iron was not as good as steel, and walked over and sat down: "It's good that you know.
Xixi is so simple and kind-hearted, thinking about you wholeheartedly, and she is still pregnant. Why do you want to make her sad?
Just because you are weak and disabled does not mean you can bully her, the woman you love, let alone a man."
Angry, warm and angry, puzzled, rebuked.
Faced with Fu Yiqian's emotions, Bo Zhanye was deep and serious and listened to them all.
He wasn't angry, nor did he explain. He just slowly raised his eyes to look at Fu Yiqian and asked:
"Do you know love?"
love?
Fu Yiqian choked up: "I'm here to talk to you about your problem with Xixi, not about whether I understand love or not!"
"Wrong, because you don't know, you don't understand, so you can't understand how I feel now."