Doting Your Wife to Heaven: The Return of the Rich Family

No matter how I think about it, I feel weird in my heart. How could he be a cowardly and evasive person?

Leng Zhongyu lay still, unable to see his expression clearly, "Have you changed your mind?"

He didn't say it clearly, but Qingting knew what he was asking, and there was a trace of guilt in her heart. "Sorry, things are unpredictable."

Yes, she didn't intend to be with him from the beginning, she just encouraged him, hoped that he would cheer up, and gave him a goal, and she didn't really want to marry him.

He released such news without authorization in order to fulfill the marriage contract, so that she would have no room for regret, and cut off her way out.

But ever thought about how she felt?

She didn't like being forced, didn't like being arranged everything, and even less liked his strong style of self-assertion.

The two of them have very different personalities, so it's okay to be friends. After all, friends don't have so many demands, just turn a blind eye and don't step on the bottom line.

However, being a husband and wife is not enough. Those who want to spend their lives together have some problems that cannot be ignored.

She just waited for his legs to heal and he could stand up before speaking clearly.

Leng Zhongyu's eyes fell on her face, which was as cold as ice and snow in December.

"Since you couldn't keep your promise, why did you promise me? You gave me hope, but then took it away. You are so cruel. Ye Qingting, how could you treat me like this?"

His angry accusation made Qingting speechless, with bitterness in his heart.

"I'm sorry." Apart from this sentence, she couldn't say anything.

His feelings for her haven't changed for many years, but she can't reciprocate.

All her love has been given to Leng Qirui, and there is no way to give it to others.

Emotional matters are not in control at all.

It's hard to love someone, but it's also hard not to love someone.

Leng Zhongyu covered his face with frost, as cold as ice.

"I'll ask you again, do you really want to break the contract?"

She closed her eyes, unwilling to face his cold gaze, "Yes, I'm sorry, you will find a better woman who is more suitable for you."

Although she has good intentions, she is also deceitful. To Leng Zhongyu, who is proud and arrogant, it is an insult.

Love or not love is a kind of injury.

Leng Zhongyu's eyes changed, becoming strange and unpredictable.

"Ye Qingting, I will never forgive you."

"Then hate it..." Qingting's eyes suddenly darkened, her body became weak, she subconsciously pulled the back of the chair, her expression changed, "What... did you do?"

She sensed something was wrong, but her mind went blank.

Under Qingting's shocked eyes, Leng Zhongyu sat up slowly, and smiled coldly at her, without any trace of popularity.

"Ye Qingting, I love you so much, I won't hurt you, as long as you are obedient, I can give you anything."

Qingting's body temperature gradually rose, and a certain part of his body was crisp and numb, as if a flame was on fire, spreading everywhere.

She was so familiar with this feeling that her face immediately changed.

"You took drugs? Leng Zhongyu, are you crazy? Be sober, I can't fall in love with you."

Her feet went limp, she didn't stand firmly, and she fell softly to the ground. The floor was covered with a thick snow-white wool carpet, and it didn't hurt at all when she fell on it.

Her eyes fell on the side of the bed, and she realized in three seconds that the incense burner was burning incense, a high-end product that is hard to buy, tasteless and fragrance-free, not harmful to the body, but it can make Zhenlie's nun become Become a slut.

Leng Zhongyu's eyes were very strange, mixed with joy and sadness, so complicated that he couldn't describe it in words, he turned over and got off the bed, and walked towards her step by step.

"If you can't get your love, then you must get your people."