Mr. Fu hurt her to the bone

Chapter 566 Say, who is that wild man, Fu Jingchun, tell me clearly!

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.

But how long has it been since she saw Lin Yuan smiling at her like this?

When he came back, she was usually already asleep, but when she opened her eyes in the morning, he was in a deep sleep.

Husband and wife are supposed to be the most intimate existence without suspicion, but she feels like strangers with Lin Yuan.

Even when he was eating at the same table, his brows and eyes were alienated, and even when he kissed her, his eyes lost their light.

She knew that there was a problem between them, no, this problem had always existed, but she didn't know how to solve it.

She thought that if Lin Yuan still felt pain, she could get a divorce.

But he never said it. Many times when he came back drunk, he would hug her and kiss her temples, and would say over and over again, Jingchun, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Jingchun, I love you, I love you, I love you Only love you……

Jing Chun's tears trickled down slowly, but she turned her face away and quickly wiped away the tears.

The smile in Xie Jingnan's eyes faded little by little, he took a step forward, and stretched out his hand to her: "Jing Chun, I'll take you home."

Jing Chun shook her head, and she took a step back slowly: "Thank you, but no need..."

Xie Jingnan's hand was still stretched out there, dripping water from the eaves, continuously falling into his palm, as if a small flower had bloomed in his palm.

Jing Chun thought of the snowstorm that night, the crystal ball he sent on the day of her wedding, and the mysterious gifts she received, all of which belonged to the little girl she liked very much.

She didn't want to think about it any further. She was already married to the man she loved, and she shouldn't have any more contact with any man.

Jing Chun finally made up her mind, she raised a pair of clear eyes to look at Xie Jingnan, her voice was soft but extremely firm.

"Mr. Xie, I am very grateful for the gifts you gave me before... But please don't give them any more in the future."

After Jing Chun finished speaking, he didn't wait for Xie Jingnan's response. He still looked at her fixedly, but the smile in his eyes gradually soaked in sadness.

"Miss Fu."

At first he called her Jing Chun, but this time he called her Miss Fu.

Jing Chun felt a sudden soreness in his heart, he withdrew his hand, his wet fingers were hanging by his legs, dripping water dripping down his fingertips.

"I'm bothering you, aren't I?"

His voice is so gentle, but Jing Chun seems to have returned to that warm spring in April in a trance.

Lin Yuan stood in front of her holding a large bouquet of lilies, as if he was afraid of scaring her, he said to her in the gentlest tone, Jing Chun, can you be my girlfriend?
How much I hope that the best time in this life will be frozen, and I will never take a step forward.

But she clearly knew that those extravagant thoughts were nothing but confusion.

"I'm sorry, I just..."

Xie Jingnan spoke halfway, but suddenly stopped, he shook his head, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "It's too late to say anything now, if I cause trouble to you, then I assure you, I will not bother you again in the future your life."

Jing Chun watched him turn around, he took two steps forward, then stopped suddenly, he put down the umbrella in his hand, and put it in front of her, but he didn't turn his head, just walked in slowly. In the cold rain of early autumn.

The rain was beating on the umbrella surface, ticking, ticking, Jing Chun watched him walk forward, saw his figure disappear, and saw that she was the only one left in the continuous rain and fog.

No, there is this umbrella.

She can use this umbrella to go home, to her and Lin Yuan's home.

Jing Chun bent down and picked up the black umbrella.

When she got home, it was already dark.

The servants at home were startled when they saw her coming back so wet, and surrounded her in a panic. Someone took her umbrella, someone brought her a clean and soft towel, Jing Chun changed her shoes, and stood by the entrance , asked the servant to wipe her wet hair.

"Clean up the umbrella, I have to return it." Jing Chun ordered.

The servant agreed, Jing Chun put down the bag, and walked into the living room, Mrs. Lin was rarely there, there was no one in the living room, the servant whispered: "The young master is upstairs in the study."

The rest didn't dare to say more, it was raining so hard, and the young mistress came back in the rain alone, and the young master didn't go to pick her up. Could it be that the two just reconciled and are about to start a cold war again?

Jing Chun thanked her and walked towards the stairs. She had just taken two steps when there was movement upstairs.

Jing Chun was startled, and suddenly raised his head. Lin Yuan was standing there in white clothes and black trousers, looking at her coldly, his lips were drawn into a line, and his hands were holding the railing. From such a distance, one could feel that he was How hard it is.

"Lin Yuan?" Jing Chun called him softly, but Lin Yuan's gaze was fixed on the black umbrella in the servant's hand.

"How did you come back?" His voice was as cold as the rain outside the window. Jing Chun was startled for a moment, but replied: "A friend lent me an umbrella, and I walked back..."

The Lin family's house is naturally in a good location, so she didn't go for too long.

"What friend? Which friend?" Lin Yuan sneered softly, "It's still that wild man who gave you the crystal ball on the wedding day!"

"Lin Yuan!" Jing Chun trembled angrily, and couldn't help raising his voice, but Lin Yuan gritted his teeth and slammed his fist on the railing: "Say, I poked your sore spot? Fu Jingchun, give me Make it clear! Why does that person give you things over and over again!"

Jing Chun gritted her teeth tightly, creaking, her anger reached the extreme, her anger reached the extreme, her whole body seemed to be exhausted, she was so weak that she could hardly stand, her eyes were stinging, and tears were about to gush out, but she He bit the tip of his tongue to death and refused to let the tears fall.

　Hmm, all will be tortured later, don’t worry, I’m saving all my energy to abuse the bad guys and prepare to vent it all in the Jing Chun Chapter~~~
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