The president's love for the little runaway wife

Chapter 81
During the days and nights when she was kicked out of the palace house, hatred was like a vine, wrapping around every nerve ending in her and seeping into her blood.

Mo Rou opened the drawer, took out a pink tube lipstick, unscrewed it, and drew a big 'X' on the mirror.

She smiled coldly, her tone was so cold that she was like an emissary from hell, which made people tremble.

"Xu Nian, I will definitely let you taste the taste of having nothing!"

Just as her sinister declaration was floating in every corner of the room, the door suddenly clicked, and someone pushed the door open from the outside.

Mo Rou tilted her head subconsciously, and Gong Ling's tall and handsome figure was gradually reflected in her pupils.

"What are you doing here?" She asked in a thin tone, as if facing a stranger.

Without saying a word, Gong Ling approached her exuding a violent aura.

"Are you hooking up with Zhao Ziwei?" Thin lips sharpened the words with gnashing of teeth, and paused every word.

Mo Rou raised her cheeks slightly, and looked into a pair of black eyes with violently shrunk pupils. Anger rolled in his eyes. A little carelessness would cause him to lose control of his emotions.

Her hand slowly moved behind her, tightening inch by inch, and tightening again.

"Gong Ling, let's get together and get separated!" Mo Rou lifted her lips and said without any hesitation, "You're right, I've already hooked up with Zhao Ziwei, it's impossible for me to have any good results with you , so let's break up!"

As soon as her words fell, the violent sound of "creaking" joints tightened spread to every corner of the room.

Gong Ling's handsome face approached Mo Rou with a distorted face, her eyes were scarlet, and the clear as if real pain was not concealed, falling into her sight one by one.

As soon as he grasped her slender wrist, he raised it high, his black eyes stared intently, his voice was so quiet that it seemed weird.

"Xiao Rou, am I no longer of use to you?"

Mo Rou's eyes dodged for a moment, but in the next moment, she called a big hand with throbbing veins to grab her chin so hard that it could crush her bones.

She gritted her teeth, if she wanted to make Gong Ling give up, she would do it once and for all!
Because, she has decided to use herself as a bargaining chip to seduce Zhao Ziwei to deal with Gong Shi together, and she wants to take revenge on Xu Nian.

She will no longer have anything to do with Gong Ling... The only conscience left in her is that she doesn't want to hurt the man in front of her who loves her so much...

"Yes! Gong Ling, you are right. I have been using you from the beginning to the end. I had sex with you four years ago. It was also because Gong Che didn't want me that I sought your comfort when I was sad. Relying on your embrace, that's why all the previous things happened. If I act coquettishly and show weakness to you, you will go through fire and water for me. You are really stupid. All this time, I just regarded you as Gong Che's backup tire. I love you, I have never loved you before!"

Bright red lips spit out words like sharp weapons, hurting people invisible.

The color of Gong Ling's face gradually faded, pale pain covered his handsome facial features, he grabbed her hand suddenly, pressed it tightly on his left chest, his handsome head moved forward, against her On his forehead, he whispered softly like a raving.

"Xiao Rou, I have held this heart in front of you for ten years. For ten years, you have rejected, hurt, and ignored it. Now, you still want to abandon it... It will hurt, and it will not speak , but it really hurts... Ten years, even if you cover a stone, your heart should be warmed by me. Why, why did you abandon me and leave my side? I'm not as fucking as Gong Che Is it not as good as Zhao Ziwei's short few days?"

In the last sentence, Gong Ling made a roar that seemed to be torn from the depths of his throat. He clenched a fist with one hand and slammed it heavily on the dressing table, shaking the bottles and cans to the ground.

From the corner of his eye, a transparent drop of water overflowed, followed by the second, third...

Mo Rou tightly covered her lips with her hands, she didn't know if she was frightened, or... her heart was beginning to waver...

"You have no heart, right? In your eyes, you can only see the existence of Gong Che. Now, your eyes have accommodated the power in Zhao Ziwei's hands. You want to work hand in hand with him, right?" Gong Ling's eyes were gray and white, calm and calm, like a dead person, and the hearts of those who watched were jumping with fear.

A person, the heart is dead, the body is still left, and it is just leftover.

After so many years of hurt, his heart has long been scarred. He never said it because she didn't care, and she turned a blind eye.

At the age of 21, he saw her walk out of Gong Che's room with his own eyes, he saw the glaring marks on her neck, he saw her strange walking posture, he thought of taking her away at the time, at the risk of destroying his own future, Betrayed the palace family who raised him.However, the blushing and happy smile on her face easily broke his miss.

I thought I was strong enough, but lost so desperately. If you give me less hope, hope will not turn into despair.

In the end, it turned into despair.

Gong Ling gave a bleak smile, and slowly raised her hand to caress her cheek, with a gentle expression like every lingering night before.

He said softly: "Xiao Rou, please do as you wish, I will fulfill your wish."

Mo Rou stared at his back as he staggered and turned away, couldn't help it anymore, covered her lips and shed tears.

"Gong Ling...Gong Ling...I don't want to hurt you, I don't want to hurt you again..." Her tears flowed violently, and she was wearing makeup, but she didn't care that the man in front of her who was about to walk out of her sight was also about to walk out of her s life.

"I know."

Her feelings for him are limited to not hurting.

And he threw away ten years of love, but he didn't get a single response from her.

He knows, all the time, all the time, all the time, he knows.

Gong Ling looked down at his hand holding the doorknob, as if the door weighed a thousand catties, and he tried his best to open it.

"Goodbye."

The two words that came through the door quickly disappeared with the wind, and the water passed without a trace.

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Mo Rou finished her makeup before going downstairs.

In the back garden, Mr. Gong was hugging Sheng Sheng, and was smiling as he shuttled among several political and business leaders.

Zhao Ziwei found Mo Rou who was walking over, and hurriedly took a glass of red wine and handed it to her.

"Thank you."

Zhao Ziwei was surprised, and his tone was slightly anxious: "What's wrong? Miss Mo, you seem to have cried."

Mo Rou looked at the entire palace garden, her gaze remained in memory.

After a long time, she smiled wryly and said: "I have lived here for 20 years, and I came back again as an invited guest. It's really... I couldn't get used to it all at once, so I hid in the previous room and secretly shed tears for a while. "

Her words are half-truth and half-false, and it is difficult to tell the truth from the false.

Zhao Ziwei didn't doubt that he was there, stretched out his hand distressedly, and hugged the beautiful woman in his arms.

(End of this chapter)