President Fu's new wife

Chapter 568
Li Yang's car was parked beside him, and he got out from inside.

Because there is also a car parked there not far away, which is a very expensive car.

The man standing in front of the car smoking is also a very powerful character. He has been waiting here for an hour, and when she came back, he saw a car behind her.

The tall figure stood under the dim yellow streetlight, took a strong puff of the cigarette between the sexy thin lips, squeezed the cigarette butt away with his fingers, then put one hand in his pocket and stood up straight: "When did you come back?"

Li Yang stood in front of him: "Tonight."

Anger flashed across Fu Zhi's eyes as quick as a cheetah, but he sneered, and then he smoked a cigarette: "What are you doing back?"

"I came back with only one purpose, which is to guard her and comfort her, if I can—"

"how?"

"I will take her out of the country."

At this sentence, Fu Zhi gritted his teeth and looked at him, but suddenly thrust out his fist at the next moment, and punched Li Yang hard to the ground.

"Take her out of this country? What kind of onion are you?" He roared.

Xiao Xing was about to go upstairs when he vaguely heard a familiar voice and paused, but he heard nothing, so he couldn't help laughing: "It's funny, what do you want him to do at this time?"

"Fu Zhi, I said at the beginning that if you treat her well, I don't have to come back in my life, but since you don't want her, then I will take her away, and I will definitely." Li Yang got up, He is not convinced by Fu Zhi's overbearing and unreasonable.

Fu Zhi smiled: "I don't want her? Even if I don't want her, you don't deserve her."

In his heart, she belonged to him alone.

How could she be hugged and kissed by another man——

Fu Zhi's heart was trembling, the indifferent light in his obsidian-like eyes seemed to be able to assassinate the person in front of him.

Li Yang is still like a refined gentleman: "The person who deserves her the most is you."

No one had ever dared to say such a thing to him. Fu Zhi looked at him, then clenching his fist and swiping at him again. This time, Li Yang avoided it.

I don't know how long the fight lasted. In the end, the two of them sat on the ground and leaned against the car, both panting heavily, and the corners of Li Yang's eyes were healed.

Fu Zhi took another cigarette and lit another, but Li Yang wanted it too. He was stingy, but he gave it anyway.

The two men leaned there to smoke, as if they had just lost a battle.

There are no winners in this war.

Fu Zhi's face was full of gloom, but in the end it was just suppressed, and he could only numb himself by smoking non-stop.

And Li Yang said: "She was almost killed by two men by the river tonight."

Fu Zhi stopped and looked at him when he heard the smoking movement, his eyes were filled with shock and then anger.

"But I have been following her, so she is fine." Li Yang said again.

Only then did Fu Zhi feel relieved, but he took another puff of cigarette forcefully: "You can't take her away."

That upside-down face is full of depression and joy, even if he is divorced, he still wants to watch her live by his side.

Originally, marriage was optional.

Originally, marriage was nothing more than forming a family, having a wife and a child, making people think that their family was harmonious.

Originally, marriage was inviolable.

Originally, marriage was unwavering.

But now, he just wanted to say that even if she got divorced, she would never want to flirt with other men.

He would never let her live with another man.

Thinking of the days and nights with her, sweet, mad, angry, quiet.

She is also very good at cooking, and now he can't taste the food in the restaurant, and sometimes he barely eats a little to get through the meal.

When Li Yang left, he said: "Since you have decided to let go, no matter what the reason is, as long as you loved her, let her go free. She is pretending to be strong here, but she is actually very sad."

In the dark night, Fu Zhi sat in the driver's seat. Originally, these words should not be told to him by others.

She is pretending to be strong?

But she just likes to pretend to be strong, doesn't she?

she is sad?

No matter how sad she is—is he doing well?
Xiao Xing came out of the shower and lay down on the bed to turn on the music player on the phone, listening to an unfamiliar but beautiful love song.

The sad emotions in the lyrics make people ponder unconsciously.

You wait for him to repent, but it is better for you to let go.

There is a kind of stubbornness that does not get applause, always plays a great role, dedicates all love, and would rather water carefully and have no results.

She lay face down on the bed, put her hands under her chin, and listened quietly, unable to fall asleep anyway.

But this song actually wrote her heart so melancholy.

He couldn't help but sighed, but just lay there quietly watching the lyrics, letting things happen outside that he didn't know about.

Ideals belong to ideals, and failure to get them is tantamount to delusion.

Forgive and forgive, did he clap his hands?
There is no reward for many forbearance, and no one buys a ticket.

Are you affectionate enough that so-and-so will do the same?
In fact, she is not sure that she is a person with long love, but she is even less sure about him.

She couldn't help stretching out her hand, looking at the empty place on her hand, the mark, she rubbed vigorously, but the only thing she could get was blurred vision.

Hot tears pressed down the eye sockets and listened to the lyrics with breathing.

He betrayed you, but you can't open your eyes to see the truth.

Finding a husband is like a sheep, falling in love is too kind, and most of them lose the battle.

The cheated one is a bigger jerk than a liar.

Can I wait for you?
My stubbornness is no worse than yours.

Good intentions, but bad luck, people who do bad things are dazzling, kindness is too ordinary, I am afraid that they are destined to run with them...

Thinking of myself being like a lunatic that morning, I still wanted to hit him, but he preempted me, so I just said those ridiculous things to that woman like a vinegar pot.

When had she ever wanted his property?

When did she want him to work for her.

She only wanted him to trust her and be her husband well.

I fell in love with him early, and I have been trying to restrain myself, only foolishly telling myself to restrain myself, but in the end, the warm kisses and hugs, the gentleness of falling asleep together in the middle of the night.

If you think about it, you're like him, how calm, rational, and unhurried he said the divorce.

But how could she do it? When she thought of those two words, her heart ached like she was about to die.

Everything is to blame. Falling in love with him has long thought of such an ending.

It was difficult to ask him again if he was serious.

(End of this chapter)