Billion Spoils: President's Exclusive Sweet Wife

But why now, there is no longer such a beautiful feeling? Some seem to have only heartache left.

If... If the person he loves is her, how good should it be?

If... Just sink down like this, would it be better to stay here as if nothing had happened and continue to imagine that he loved her? Wouldn't it hurt so much?

No! A voice in the bottom of my heart is shouting, don't think about the past, and don't miss this feeling anymore. This is not what she really wants!

She pushed him away with a sudden force and refused the kiss.

His body became stiff in an instant, and then slowly, he straightened up. His face looked cold and pale, which also set off his lips more red.

She stared at him. This feeling made her feel uncomfortable. Once upon a time, the kiss between them would become like this. After her breath calmed down, she said, "Han Lin, I don't love you anymore. Even if I did, I don't have it now, so please don't do such a move in the future."

His eyes stared at her as if to see through her, "I don't believe it."

"How can you believe it? Do you want me to bite you again the next time you kiss me, or do you want me to slap you, or do you want me to spit out?" she said, "Han Lin, to you, I'm not playing any hard to get trick, nor testing your bottom line. I say I don't love, that is, I don't love. I can tell you very clearly that I, Bei Li, will never love a man who can't love myself in my life. At first, I could not love Fei Pengtao, so now, I can also not love you."

"You -" his face became iron blue, his hands pulled tightly, as if he was desperately restraining. Don't you love? She really doesn't love herself?!

An anger, sandwiched in a fear, swept him, making his heart seem empty at once, as if he were standing on the edge of a cliff and stepping on it would be an abyss.

Ignoring Han Lin, Bei Li turned around and walked towards the stairs. He was so tired, really tired!

She can say these words calmly to Han Lin, but only she knows how much effort she needs to spend and how much effort she needs to use to suppress the pain in her heart.

In my mouth, the bloody taste is still so strong, full of bitterness... It's really bitter

Han Lin looked at Bei Li's back. After a long time, he raised his hand and wiped the winding blood from the corners of his lips.

"All my life... I won't love a man who can't fall in love with you, so... I'll bet with you all my life, okay..." he murmured.

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When Belle returned to the room, she went into the bathroom and rinsed her mouth several times. Obviously, there was no breath of him in her mouth, but the feeling seemed to linger.

Suddenly, her cell phone rang, and the caller ID was Xiao He, a former colleague.

As soon as she picked up her mobile phone, Xiao He's voice crackled, "Li Li, you've been hot on the video search. God, many people are guessing your identity now, but President Han is pulling you away. It's so handsome. I think even fan Xulun is a little out of color."