Mr. Fu treats her like life

Chapter 67 If you really care about everything like this, you won't be able to get your wife

An Nuan raised her face, revealing a bit of arrogance in her exquisite facial features, seeing the man's angry brows curled up, she burst out laughing.

"An Nuan," Fu Xiheng called her name in a heavy voice, with obvious anger surging in his tone.

The smile on An Nuan's face became brighter and brighter, "Mr. Fu, I think you are going crazy? You are not my so-and-so, I am too lazy to take care of your business."

"Let's not say anything to get angry, can you please see the reality clearly?"

Staring at her lips, Fu Xiheng slowly raised his eyes, his eyes were as cold as ice skates, "Nuan Nuan, tell me the reality?"

The slender and strong fingers pinched her chin firmly, and said coldly, "If you had seen the reality clearly earlier, you would have fallen to this point?"

"Will you watch your grandfather waiting to die on the hospital bed, and you have to stand obediently in front of me... Please?"

Those ruthless words were like the sting of a bee, leaving scars full of holes on An Nuan's body.

But she couldn't cry out the pain yet.

To put it bluntly, what he said was nothing more than that he should not be provoked.

It's nothing more than that he can give her the identity of Mrs. Fu, but the premise is that she will be a good wife and act as a loving and harmonious couple on the stage.

As for what he was doing behind his back and what kind of woman he was looking for, she had no right to ask.

An Nuan twisted her skirt hard, her eyes were scarlet, "Yes, Fu Xiheng, what you said is correct, it's because I didn't see the reality clearly, so I shouldn't provoke you."

"I'm blind." She raised the corners of her lips again, and spoke intently, with moisture in her eyes.

Fu Xiheng closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened his eyes again, he raised his finger and pointed at An Nuan's heart, "Blind? Nuan Nuan, tell me, are you blind here too?"

A soft corner of her heart suddenly burst, An Nuan bit her lip, but she couldn't stop the tears from gushing down her snow-white face.

She opened her clear water eyes wide, grasped the man's arm firmly, and said slowly: "Fu Xiheng, what exactly do you want?"

"You can't bully me just because you are rich and powerful. Although it was my carelessness that provoked you at the beginning, you are a big man, and you don't have such a small heart."

With small red lips pursed, An Nuan continued to speak to the man aggrievedly: "You said that you recognized me, Mrs. Fu insisted on me,"

"Even if you don't love me, I don't love you either, but you can't deprive me of my right to be Mrs. Fu."

"Fu Xiheng, you... If you really care about everything like this, you won't be able to get your wife..."

It doesn't matter what the mess is, anyway, she will say what she has, and she will say what she thinks of.

After hearing her thoughts, Fu Xiheng frowned even deeper, "Nuan Nuan, when did I say I was going to bully you?"

He questioned her, "When did I bully you again?"

Seeing what Fu Xiheng said, the grievance in An Nuan's heart began to swell again, "Why not? Since the day I provoked you, you have been bullying me, and now...now you..."

An Nuan lowered her head, bit her lips tightly and remained silent.

Hearing this, Fu Xiheng loosened his grip on her chin, and stared at her drooping eyelids with his dark eyes.

When he spoke again, his voice was much gentler, "Okay, even if that's the case, Nuannuan, tell me, why don't I bully others and specifically bully you?"

　If there's a house where you can get drunk, bury your head in tears, and let go of all your shame and secrets, it's your home.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)