President Fu's new wife

Chapter 67: A little bit of luck (5)
"She said she met you at the restaurant at noon."

His voice was flat, which made Zhuo Xing feel that he trusted that woman too much, and he had no place in his heart.

Don't blame her for having a small belly, women are like that...cute sometimes.

"So you guys were hanging out together so late at night?" She asked.

After asking, she looked at the scenery outside the window and pondered, before he could explain that she didn't want to entangle any more: "Forget it, what does it matter?"

That voice was too light, too cold, too stubborn and decisive.

She is cold after disappointment.

He glanced at her, the car soon arrived at the gate of the community, and he stopped talking.

He helped her open the seat belt without letting her get out of the car: "Zhuo Xing, she is just the secretary of the company."

He thought, if today is different from the past, maybe he shouldn't be silent.

She looked up and smiled at him in a low voice: "You don't need to explain to me."

Then he opened the door himself.

He felt a little strenuous and didn't know whether to hold her or not.

When he watched her get out of the car and walk stubbornly to the elevator alone, his heart gradually cooled down.

Neither of them spoke in the elevator, he mused, and her vision was blurred, as if the less than a minute in the elevator was the greatest torment.

She even thought she was ridiculous tonight, because she thought she could quarrel with him just because he was kind to her these days?

She even almost forgot that the two of them were just the current couple who signed a marriage agreement and were going to divorce sooner or later.

When the elevator opened, she walked in front. Even though her movements were no longer sensitive, she still quickened her pace.

Even this big belly couldn't stop her sad and determined steps.

He followed her and watched her stop after reaching the door. Her bag was still in his hand. When did he take the bag for a woman?

She was the first besides mom, but she didn't seem to feel honored.

Her key must be inside too. Seeing how she was standing there helplessly, he finally stepped forward, found the key and opened the door. The two stood side by side. When the door was opened, he didn't push it open immediately. Turning to look at her: "Except for the secretary, she is nothing. We are first love, but our relationship has all ended in the year after she left. I, Fu Zhi, am not a man who turns back."

With such a firm voice, she raised her eyes, and her blurred vision still met his dark eagle eyes: "I was very wronged at noon today, so I took Yuanyuan and Hua En to accompany me to go shopping after lunch at noon today. Staying at Yuanyuan's place to wait for you again, I thought..."

She choked up, thought for a while but continued firmly: "I thought you were my husband, and Ling Yue was your secretary. No matter what your secretary said, no matter how angry I am, I don't want to talk to you. Arguing with someone who doesn't matter, you know? I just want to tell you that I'm angry, I don't like her, and I don't want her to interfere with me... between the two of us."

She was still choked up, and she was very happy, nothing made her feel better than saying something that had been suppressed in her heart for a long time.

He just stood there, watching her shed stubborn tears, raised his hand, he wanted to wipe away the tears for her, but she turned her face away and refused to let him touch it.

Her sobbing could be heard quietly in the dark corridor, and her voice gradually lowered: "Even if we are going to divorce, I don't need other women related to you to remind me, so I hope you Go and tell your secretary that when you see me Zhuo Xing in the future, you can treat me as air, no matter how nice she is to you, it has nothing to do with me, and it has nothing to do with me if she has anything to do with you."

He laughed suddenly, then held her wet little face with both hands, and said in a low voice, "Then what has to do with you?"

He was very angry that Ling Yue actually said that kind of thing to her.

But he loves her more, why is she so cute?
Just tell him directly, it's a waste to wait for him to be in front of her after holding back for a whole day. The communication is so developed now.

"The child is related to me, and the child's father is also related to me." Her voice was hoarse, but she became more and more determined.

He lowered his head, held her face and kissed her trembling lips: "Fool!"

But she finally cried out because of those low words: "Fu Zhi, I don't allow you to let other women suffer for me."

She said stubbornly, opened her mouth and bit the fabric on his shoulder.

"I promise you." He coaxed in a low voice.

"Even if we will be separated soon, only you are qualified to tell me."

separate?

He felt funny in his heart, how could he separate?

This night, it was another turning point. She was so happy to be angry with him, no matter whether her words were a consultation or an order, he felt that he could not ignore them, nor could he refuse to agree.

He just hugged her: "go home!"

The corridor remained silent.

As clear as the sound of the door opening, he hugged her and carried her across the living room to the master bedroom.

If he told her that he had prepared a new house for her to live in together after giving birth, would she be happier?

He hugged her gently on the bed, and he suddenly understood that in her heart, those two agreements were so important.

Looking down, she looked at her lying quietly in her arms: "What are you thinking?"

She just felt that the bedroom was so warm, and the warmth made her feel scared to death and cold.

"It's nothing!" She said in a low voice, and found a suitable place to lie down in his arms.

The big palm lightly stroked her shoulder: "It's as if you are talking to me about marriage for the first time, so proactive and direct, just like you just said your thoughts, Zhuo Xing, I like you like that!"

He said in a low voice, but it was extraordinarily clear in this quiet and warm bedroom.

She chuckled: "But why do I feel like a lunatic?"

"I like crazy people!" He put his chin on the top of her head, smiling so softly and funny.

"But I don't want to be a lunatic." She couldn't laugh, she was afraid of losing herself.

She was afraid that one day Zhuo Xing would no longer be Zhuo Xing, then she would no longer have a self, and would no longer be beautiful.

She has seen a lot of whispers, once a woman loses herself, she has nothing, that is too scary.

"Zhuo Xing, you are real like that."

He said in a low voice, he actually felt the panic in her heart and wanted to comfort her.

"What is truth?" She rubbed against his arms again, and the gentle moonlight shone on her shoulders.

"It's real now!"

The moment you lie in my arms is so real.

She didn't speak, and didn't dare to think about it, she just closed her eyes quietly, and fell asleep comfortingly in his arms.

(End of this chapter)