Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

There was no trace of temperature in Fu Ran's voice: "I want to talk to you."

"I'm in Tang brick." He spoke immediately.

Fu ran hung up the phone, slammed the door and walked towards the hall.

The downstairs front desk naturally knew her and reported quickly, so after Fu ran reached the top floor, Tang Yao had been waiting for her at the elevator entrance.

He wore a black-and-white classic handmade suit, which was as good-looking as before, but Fu ran didn't feel it anymore.

She walked towards him and stood in front of him. "I want a lawyer."

Tang Yao frowned: "Fu ran, is this necessary?"

"I can't believe Mr. Tang's credibility." She whispered.

Tang Yao thought for a while before he said, "let Anna come over. After all, it's a private matter. I don't want others to know."

Fu ran had no objection and followed Tang Yao to his office.

Just after entering, she smelled a faint smell of wine, the same as that on him.

She went to the French window and looked at the panorama of H city. She also saw many of her LCD screens.

She whispered, "please me and force me. This is your love for me?"

Tang Yao pressed the inside line to let Anna come over and looked up at her.

Their eyes meet.

After staring for a long time, Tang yaocai whispered, "Fu ran, in my opinion, love is to get, not slip through your fingertips. So I don't care about using some means. "

He walked over, hugged her shoulder in front of the French window, reached out and pressed a button.

In an instant, fireworks rose in the distant sky

He turned his head sideways and looked at her expressionless face: "you can position this as comfort, flattery, or compensation."

She never gave him a response. He simply hugged her body from behind, buried his face in her neck and whispered, "Ranran, as long as you are willing to come back to me, I can give you everything."

"I'm not interested in everything about you." Fu Ran's voice was quiet, "Tang Yao, all this is meaningless."

Tang Yao smiled faintly: "you like Lin Qian at most. Fu ran, you will forget him. I will let you forget him."

He hugged her slender body and felt it was not enough. He reached out and peeled off her coat.

Hold her quietly and watch the fireworks together.

It has been five years since the last time he set off fireworks for her.

This moment is beautiful and romantic.

But things are different.

Five years ago, she loved him crazily.

Five years later, she wanted to leave him, and he tried to get it back.

Tang Yao's hand held her waist and gently bit the soft meat behind her ear: "dance with me, huh?"

He said, taking out a ring from his pocket and putting it into her ring finger.

That's their wedding ring. She left it when she moved.

It's also his birthday present for her tonight.

Fu ran an quietly looked down at the wedding ring at his fingertips and said softly, "Tang Yao, today is my birthday, but I won't be happy anymore."

She raised her hand with tears in her eyes: "because of it!"

Tang Yao's heart was empty and his voice was very hoarse: "can't I give you love, Fu ran?"

Fu ran turned around and looked at the fireworks. His voice was very light: "I don't want it."

"Tang Yao, I asked Xiaobei before whether love has an end. Xiaobei said no, but that night I knew in the hospital that love has an end. That night I knew I couldn't love you. No matter how much you do, I think it's superfluous." She leaned on his shoulder. "Let me go and let yourself go!"

[there are two more chapters. It looks like 7 o'clock ~ ~ do you want to see Tang Fu or Zhang Mo ~ ~]