She could only clutch the sheets tightly, and the veins on the back of her hands were clearly visible.
But that man's back was so hurtful and so decisive.
Bai Qiu's eyes suddenly looked towards the ceiling, tears falling down heavily.
But she still didn't think she was wrong and there was nothing wrong with loving someone.
From the first day she fell in love with Fu Song, she decided to devote all her energy to love.
It doesn't matter if he doesn't like her. For the rest of his life, he will always forget about Lin Muyan.
It didn't matter if he still wasn't moved after the marriage. She gave birth to the two children first and tied him tightly.
She compromised step by step, never expecting that this would be what she got in the end.
Bai Qiu felt as if her chest was about to be broken. The pain was indescribable, and because she was lying on the bed at the moment, she couldn't vent it.
She even forgot about the existence of Sheng Mian. Everything she did was to attract Fu Song's attention.
When she discovered that Fu Song was so cold-hearted, Sheng Mian, a tool man, no longer mattered to her.
Even if Fu Song hates her at the moment, in order to prevent his son from going against the Bai family, he will still take time to see her frequently in the future.
This is enough.
Just losing her health didn't matter, at least she really got Fu Song's care.
*
The night is getting darker and darker.
Over at Yujingyuan, Fu Yancheng turned his back to the doctor, and the wounds on his back had been treated.
He didn't frown during the whole process, but was thinking about the ring.
At that time, Sheng Mian's expression on the ring was still vivid in her mind. Even after he threw it away, her face turned pale in an instant, as if a piece of flesh had been dug out of her heart.
Thinking again of what her grandfather said, maybe she had someone she liked before, her lip line lifted up for a moment, revealing a sarcastic smile.
It's best not to have it. If he knew that she really had it, he would definitely kill her!
Fu Yancheng was just about to go upstairs to sleep when Qi Shen entered the hall at this time.
"President, the ring for Miss Penny is ready."
Fu Yancheng asked him to prepare it before, saying that the bigger the diamond, the better.
But the domestic stock is not too amazing, so I ordered one from abroad, and it just arrived.
It was also engraved with Sheng Mian's initials, which happened to be the initials of her company.
"threw."
Fu Yancheng's tone was without any emotion. Other men had already given her this stuff, so she no longer cared about it.
The most important thing is that she obviously likes the one given as a gift.
Haha, I have no vision.
Qi Shen was stunned, thinking that the two of them had probably quarreled again, so he stopped talking.
Fu Yancheng walked to the bedroom upstairs.
Her scent still lingers on the bed in the bedroom.
When a man likes a woman, he will get hard whenever he thinks of her, and that impulse will run from his heart all the way through his body.
At this moment, lying on the quilt filled with her breath, he inevitably started to think about some messy things again.
I wasn't happy enough that time.
He turned over and simply held the pillow she had slept on in his arms, feeling a little more comfortable.
But he woke up again in the middle of the night, feeling that he couldn't sleep.
He stood up and opened the door to another room.
This was the studio he asked Sheng Mian to reserve at that time. After his head injury, he spent some time with her, and that time was quite sweet to him.
But now that she knows that he is her husband, when she thinks about it again, she feels that the sweetness is full of bitterness.
It's like eating all the gall in the world!
Shen Sheng was right. If the situation that day hadn't forced her to reveal her identity, she would have kept hiding it!
This hateful, hateful woman.
Fu Yancheng took a deep breath and started to take the paint next to him and start painting.
The ups and downs of my mind gradually calmed down, and I became much gentler when writing.
After drawing Sheng Mian's face, he held the pen and admired it for a while.
He hadn't painted for a long time, and the last time he started painting was when he met her in You County.
After all, sitting in this position, it is impossible to spend time cultivating these leisurely elegances. Besides, someone in the Fu family always tells him that this position belongs to his inherited brother and he cannot let the deceased down.
He couldn't even rest in peace when painting. Once he started to hold the pen, he would hear Fu Xingzhou's name again.
"Your brother also liked to paint these things at the time. Yan Cheng, did you learn this brushwork from him?"
"If I hadn't saved you at that time, your brother probably wouldn't have entered the graduate school. He might have studied art. That kid is great at anything he does."
All kinds of comments made him hate anything related to Fu Xingzhou.
But there was nothing wrong with Fu Xingzhou himself, it was just that he was so favored by God that it made Fu Yancheng's younger brother look a little gloomy.
