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

When she woke up, she looked at the darkness in her room and frowned.

She remembered that she didn't turn off the light before going to bed. Who turned it off?

She sat up from the bed and looked at her bed.

There was a man sitting on the single sofa next to her. Through the dim light outside, she recognized who it was.

It was as if someone had tapped her acupuncture points and her mind exploded. After running away for a day, she woke up and saw Xie Feng?

She quickly turned on the lights in the room. As expected, Xie Feng was sitting on the sofa, but his face looked a little bad.

Zhuang Wan subconsciously pinched the sheets, and a feeling of fear rushed from the soles of her feet to Tianling Gai.

Xie Feng said nothing. He held a cigarette between his lips without lighting it, as if he just wanted to bite something.

The cigarette butt had been bitten by it. Seeing Zhuang Wan shrinking his shoulders, he lowered his eyelashes and restrained his aura.

"Would you like to eat millet porridge? It's hot."

He pointed his finger at the table next to him.

Only then did Zhuang Wan see that a bowl of porridge was still warm in the small pot on the table.

Xie Feng stood up, smelling of travel dust all over his body. He must have just arrived.

He took out the bowl, stirred it twice with a spoon, and sat on the edge of the bed.

"Eat something when you wake up."

Zhuang Wan suddenly couldn't understand this man. He had no intention of getting angry and seemed to be very sad.

Some people express their sadness externally, and just cry a lot.

But Xie Feng was restrained in his sadness. He looked calm, but his heart was in a mess.

Xie Buyan's children are the same as him, but children are children after all, and they still know how to shed tears.

Zhuang Wan was indeed a little hungry. When he saw the porridge being fed to his mouth, he opened his mouth and started eating.

Xie Feng breathed a sigh of relief, finished feeding her a bowl, and took out the tissue next to her to wipe her mouth.

Zhuang Wan finally couldn't hold it in any longer, "Aren't you angry?"

"angry."

But if he gets angry, she will only hide further.

Zhuang Wan has changed. In the past, she could forgive Xie Feng for everything he did and still loved Xie Feng.

But now Zhuang Wan will only infinitely magnify the things Xie Feng did not do well. What is forgivable to others will become unforgivable to him.

So the whole journey was filled with turmoil, but the moment I actually saw her lying on the bed, I felt extremely sad.

She stopped feeling uncomfortable and ran this far just to avoid him.

There was a thunder outside, and Zhuang Wan noticed that his clothes were already soaked.

It turned out that after she fell asleep, it started to rain heavily, but she didn't notice it.

Xie Feng put down the bowl and took off his suit.

The shirt he was wearing was very thin, and a corner of it was lifted up unconsciously.

Zhuang Wan saw a messy wound on his back at a glance, as if it had been burned by fire. It had been some time now, but the wound looked ugly.

She was a little surprised, and her eyes widened subconsciously.

It was indeed a burn. It was so serious that it might have been fatal at the time. Where did he get the wound?

But it was not easy for her to ask, but she suddenly discovered that Xie Feng seemed to have many secrets hidden in him.

The last time he was injured, he was facing her and she didn't notice the burn mark at all.

Now with his back to her, he pulled off the shirt that was still dripping, and the burn marks came into view for a moment.

He seemed to have forgotten these scars and threw the shirt aside casually.

Zhuang Wan wanted to ask something, but there was a knock on the door outside.

"Mr. Xie, the clothes have arrived."

Xie Feng walked to the door, brought in the clean clothes, and closed the door.

Zhuang Wan didn't know how to react until he entered the bathroom and started taking a shower. When he came out, he had changed his wet pants and became unfathomable again.

Zhuang Wan always felt that the atmosphere was not right, so she heard him ask, "Are you still cold? Are your feet still cold?"

"It's not cold anymore."

She muttered her answer, and her tone suddenly became hoarse when she saw him sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Wanwan, if you win, I will never force you again. I'm scared." (End of Chapter)