Ex-wife strategy: Mr. Fu wants to spoil me

I'll marry you.
What a beautiful three words. If it hadn't been said on such an occasion, if it hadn't been at the cost of her freedom, she would have cried with joy.

How could he only serve one year in prison for killing someone, but he promised for one year that he would use money to suppress the matter, win forgiveness from the family of the deceased, and get a reduced sentence.

One year, as long as you sacrifice one year of freedom, you can exchange for staying with Xie Feng forever.

Zhuang Wan was leaning against the wall. She couldn't feel the coldness on the wall, probably because her own body was colder.

She had a lot to say, but was stopped by Xie Feng's next words.

"Don't you want to marry me?"

It turned out that he knew everything and remembered everything, but he just deliberately ignored her thoughts.

She really likes Xie Feng.

But Xie Feng and she are two different people. She has never experienced any warmth in the world, so she always wants to absorb the warmth given by others. Her mother is not good to her, but she still desperately wants to satisfy her mother. This kind of mentality It's pathological.

To her, her family was like a rotten wall riddled with holes, but she still stubbornly wanted to repaint the rotten wall, hypnotizing herself that she could still rely on it.

Xie Feng was different. He grew up in an environment where the jungle was strong and he didn't like to rely on anyone since he was a child. Things like feelings were too redundant for him.

He couldn't understand the inferiority complex of a girl who came from a broken native family. In his opinion, it was even a bit ridiculous.

If he realized it was a bad wall, he would have taken out his gun and shot it a few times.

He and Zhuang Wan are completely different people.

Zhuang Wan was used to being a dodder. No one taught her to be emotionally independent.

She met Fang Dong when she was 15 years old, and has been relying on Fang Dong to get rid of her stepfather's shadow. She has the most beautiful fantasy emotionally.

Xie Feng is indifferent to feelings. Even if he is asked to marry a strange young lady he has never met, he can still remain calm.

As long as the woman is obedient enough and doesn't cause too many things like Wen Qing, he can accept it.

If Zhuang Wan is not emotionally independent, then Xie Feng is too independent.

Zhuang Wan knew that she was a little sick, so she longed for independence like Xie Feng.

Because of her desire, she knew Xie Feng's attraction better than other women.

That was fatal to her.

After all, people are always pursuing what they don’t have.

She never knew why she liked Xie Feng, but now she seemed to understand.

Xie Feng is very smart. He knows what Zhuang Wan wants, but he has always been stingy in giving it.

Therefore, the sweetness given now can knock people like Zhuang Wan unconscious.Don't you want to marry me?
Go help my sister go to jail and I will satisfy you.

Zhuang Wan's chin was pinched by him, and his face was enlarged in front of her.

He always did whatever he wanted in front of her, because he knew very well that Zhuang Wan would never refuse.

Her lips were kissed, and her hands were clasped in his.

Zhuang Wan was like a butterfly caught in a spider's web, unable to escape.

He kissed her for a full 10 minutes, making her pale lips turn red.

Then he held Zhuang Wan's face and waited for her response.

He had never kissed Zhuang Wan like this. Even during the short period of amnesia, his kiss was still brief.

He prefers to get to the point.

But Zhuang Wan likes to be kissed very much. Her eyes can convey the message every time. She wants him to hold her and kiss her more.

"it is good."

Looking at his face, she answered the word.

This was also expected by Xie Feng. He slowly let go of the person and his face became cold.

It's like doing business.

Zhuang Wan touched his lips, not knowing how to react until he talked to the police and until Xie Sisi, who was full of pride, was taken away.

When the handcuffs fell on her wrists, she was frozen by the cold touch.

But she had just left here, and this feeling was all too familiar.

Xie Feng stood in front of her, standing against the light, holding a cigarette between his fingertips.

His palm suddenly fell on the back of her head, pressing her against him.

"I'm sorry for this."

Zhuang Wan was originally numb, but after hearing these words, tears fell instantly.

She had been waiting for this sentence for too long.

She had always wanted to know if Xie Feng was really heartless and if he really thought she wouldn't feel pain.

But at this juncture, he said the words "I'm sorry". (End of chapter)