Doting Wife N+1: Husband, good night

Chapter 877 You Are Not Even Worthy To Lift His Shoes!
Hearing these words, An Yanyan's cool eyes moved to his again, and his tone was indifferent but piercing: "It's too late, too late, no matter how much you love me at this moment, but now I love you No more, I fell in love with him, my husband, and never regretted it, on the contrary, I am even more glad that I fell in love with him and married him."

"No, no! You have been in love for seven years, and you have waited for me for another three years. I don't believe it. I don't believe that seven years of relationship can't be worth a few days with Rong Che." Yu Mobei's voice was very hoarse, and he was already hoarse. same.

"Love is not measured by time. I loved him for more than seven years, or even for a lifetime. That is true love. You don't understand, you don't understand in your whole life!" An Yanyan was very determined.

"No, no!" Hearing these words, Yu Mobei almost went crazy. He thought that he would win her back with so many years of heartache, but he didn't expect such a result, "Yanyan, you are lying , you obviously don't think so in your heart, why do you say that? I know that you married him for me, and you were just using him, using him to forget me. "

"Yes, I don't deny it." An Yanyan's tone was still so light, "But, in that marriage of mutual use, I found happiness and made me understand what happiness is, and what you said to me today is even more important. I have strengthened my love, the love for Ah Che, at the beginning, I loved the wrong person, let alone misjudged the person!"

"Yanyan, how could you treat me like this? I have nothing for you now, and I don't even want the last chance to survive!" Yu Mobei stood up, the veins on his face bulging.

An Yanyan looked at him, feeling a chill in his heart. In fact, An Yanyan understood better than him. Maybe what he is not loving for her at this moment is to win Rong Che's heart. An Yanyan sighed softly, showing indifference on his face. To him: "Yu Mobei, in fact, you lost from the day you decided to start fighting with Ah Che, don't ask where you lost, you won't understand if you tell me, and don't try to compare anything with Ah Che, You are not even worthy to carry his shoes!"

Not even fit to carry his shoes? !
It was said from the mouth of the woman he loves, the sense of humiliation hit him instantly, he was furious, and raised his hand, but An Yanyan did not hide, but raised his head proudly to meet her...

Yu Mobei's slap still didn't come down, it was hanging in mid-air, only a few centimeters away from An Yanyan's face, his ruthless hands trembled a little. Seeing An Yanyan's decisive attitude, Yu Mobei's heart chilled, and he looked at each other. Looking at her face with pain, heartache.

After feeling for a long time, Yu Mobei put down his hands, looked at An Yanyan with tears in his eyes, bent down, and asked slowly: "Yanyan, I won't hit you, don't worry, are you tired now? Are you tired?" Let's get some sleep, okay?"

An Yanyan's throat slipped slightly, his cool eyes showed no emotion, and he still looked at him so indifferently: "Yu Mobei, what are you trying to do by kidnapping me here? Didn't you say you love me? If you really love me, let me go and surrender!"

"Let you go?" Hearing An Yanyan's words, Yu Mobei laughed wildly. There was pain and hatred in that laughter, and then he suppressed his black eyes, put his arms around her cheeks, and looked at each other very closely. Her indifferent and cold eyes, the kind of hatred swelled in the corners of her eyes, wanted to let her melt away, "Yanyan, I only have you, if I let you go, what else do I have? Then I have nothing, go surrender? I've come this far, how can I surrender? Even if I die, I won't die in prison!"

(End of this chapter)