Mr. Fu hurt her to the bone

Chapter 565 Standing alone on the street in heavy rain, as if abandoned by the whole world, until...

An Lu looked at the banknotes scattered on the sofa and the ground, and smiled softly. She laughed at the end, but tears fell down.

Lin Yuan left, An Lu stood up and walked to the window, she opened the window, and the cold rain poured in, it was so cold to the bone.

She slowly hugged her arm tightly, Lin Yuan, you have been saying that we are what we need, but do you know that...

In fact, I have been secretly loving you humblely, but I don't even have the courage to say this word of love to you, nor do I have the qualifications.

I know, I am poor, and I am not as beautiful as her. I came from a humble background. Before I met you, I worked three jobs and couldn't support my family.

You gave me money in exchange for my body, you said we owed nothing to each other, but you took my heart away, so what?
Lin Yuan, you shouldn't treat me like this, I just love you so much that I'm willing to ruin myself like this, what's wrong with me?
An Lu looked at the banknotes on the ground, cried and laughed out loud, Lin Yuan, are you still going to find her?
Yes, she is your wife, the wife that Ming Media is marrying. I am just a tool for you to vent. Does anyone care about the life and emotions of a tool?

An Lu looked at the hideous scar on her wrist. When he got engaged, she almost couldn't survive, but now, hasn't she made it through?
On Fu Jingchun's wedding night, Lin Yuan fell asleep in her house.

On the day Fu Jingchun returned home, he still slept on her bed.

For those days that Fu Jingchun was looking forward to, Lin Yuan was always with her. She guarded him, guarding him without asking for anything. One day, Lin Yuan's heart would be biased towards her.

It will definitely be biased towards her.

An Lu closed the window, she looked at the banknotes scattered on the ground, she knelt down and picked them up one by one.

Why not, she can't win his heart, so she can only hold on to the petty profit in front of her eyes.

Jing Chun stood under the eaves of the glass corridor and waited for half an hour. She was wearing thin clothes and felt a little cold, so she couldn't help calling Lin Yuan again.

But his cell phone was turned off.

Jing Chun's heart kept falling, falling, she was holding the phone tightly, her palm was covered with sticky sweat, what was Lin Yuan doing?Why did he turn off his phone...

Was the woman who answered the phone really his secretary, assistant, or...

Jing Chun bit his lips tightly suddenly, no, he is not that kind of person, and he would not do such a thing.

but……

How to explain the uncharacteristic behavior that has continued since their wedding?
On the wedding night, he said that he was drunk, so she kept her eyes open until dawn, and he slept soundly all night without touching her.

On the day when he returned home, he disappeared without a trace, and later, he just found an excuse full of flaws to dismiss him.

She felt in her heart that she owed him, not to mention that she was not a restrained person, and she didn't care too much about these ancient etiquettes. It was just that the family members were afraid that she would be wronged, especially her uncle and cousin, so they asked a few more questions. His complexion is also very ugly.

She also defended him...

Jing Chun felt that her heart became cold little by little, the overwhelming rain wet her clothes, her body was cold to the bone, but she felt that the cold couldn't beat the coldness in her heart.

Lin Yuan, the only reason I stay in this house is you, you must not let my heart die completely.

Jing Chun stared blankly at the boundless rain curtain, she hoped that Lin Yuan's figure would suddenly appear, and he took her home with an umbrella.

But she waited for a long time, until her whole heart was ashes.

Between the gray sky and the earth, a tall and tall figure suddenly appeared. The man held a black umbrella and strode with long legs in the mist. It doesn't matter to him.

He just focused on holding the umbrella, stepping through the stagnant water step by step, walking towards the direction where she was standing.

Jing Chun didn't know what was wrong with her, but suddenly her heart beat faster and faster, and the hand that she was holding the mobile phone gripped a little tighter, the edges and corners of the mobile phone pinched her tender palm, but she didn't feel any pain.

She gradually felt an unspeakable fear, and she even wanted to turn around and run away, but the man's face gradually emerged clearly.

Jing Chun will always remember the snowstorm on that winter night.

She was tainted by Li Qian, she walked alone on the endless streets of Wancheng, she stood on a high viaduct, the cold wind curled her hair, and she danced in the dark night with teeth and claws, for a moment, She thought she would jump off by herself, but she survived after all.

Xie Jingnan's car stopped behind her, the bright headlights shone on her body, her clothes were torn, and her face was mottled with scars.

She still remembers the first sentence she said to Xie Jingnan, she still remembers the last sentence she said to Xie Jingnan: Can you take me home?
He drove her home without saying a word, except that he gave her his scarf as he got out of the car.

The scarf was very warm, carrying the man's body temperature and the smell of his body, it was cool, but hard to get close to.

"Jing Chun."

Xie Jingnan held an umbrella and stood in front of her, she was standing on the steps, and he was standing under the steps, but even so, she still could barely make eye contact with him.

She stared blankly at him for a long time before calling out in a low voice, "Mr. Xie."

"What a coincidence, I met you here."

Xie Jingnan smiled slowly. Jing Chun has never seen a man smile so warmly. No, he should have seen it. My cousin would smile like this to his sister-in-law, and Mr. Chen would smile like this to sister Mingrong. Such a laugh.

There was also Lin Yuan in the past, he would smile at her like this, gentle, like a spring breeze, making people feel so happy.

　Asking for a ticket, you can't just love Lao Chen and not love Jing Chun! ! !Tomorrow, more benefits will be added~~~ I am moved by my hard work~~~
　　
　
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